C545 Humans Are Despicable and Invincible
C545 Humans Are Despicable and Invincible
Tan Zhenghe saw Mo Xing'er speaking up for him and immediately felt confident. He looked at Mo Xingchen with a determined face.
"Shut up. Did I ask you to speak?"
Mo Xingchen said angrily.
The scolding frightened Tan Zhenghe, causing him to shrink his head. His expression was as comical as it could be.
"Xing'er, don't mess around. She is a guest from afar. Step aside."
Mo Xing'er's parents died when Mo Xing'er was a few years old.
Mo Xing'er, who had lost her parents, had always been very reclusive. She did not know what fatherly love was, nor did she know what motherly love was.
Since she was young, only Mo Xingchen had always doted on her. But gradually, Mo Xingchen also spoiled her out of her princess temper. Sometimes, when faced with his own granddaughter, Mo Xingchen could not do anything about it.
"Grandfather, Xing'er was only speaking the truth. Doesn't Divine Martial Continent respect the strong?
Only the strong have the right to live in this world. Only the strong have dignity, and only the strong can be respected.
Xing'er did not deliberately make things difficult for these guests from Dragon Abyss. She only wanted justice.
As Senior Brother Tan said, if one of them could defeat Senior Brother Tan, Senior Brother Tan would naturally lower his head and admit his mistake!
Otherwise, what right does the weak have to make the strong lower their head and admit their mistake? "
Mo Xing'er looked straight at her grandfather with a stubborn face.
Mo Xingchen's expression was serious. His granddaughter really did not give him any face as the Stellar Hall Master, but so what?
He could not hit her, and he could not scold her either!
Whenever he thought of Mo Xing'er's parents' death more than ten years ago, Mo Xingchen's heart would be filled with guilt and grief.
He knew why Mo Xing'er developed such an extreme concept of the strong being respected. It was precisely because of the incident more than ten years ago!
"Palace Master, what Princess Xing'er said is right. In this world, the strong are respected. Since Senior Brother Tan said so earlier, let this brat fight with Senior Brother Tan!"
At this moment, Ye Lan could see that Mo Xingchen was in a difficult position.
He had a good impression of Mo Xingchen. At least, Mo Xingchen did not have the same cold and disdainful look as Mo Xing'er and the others. He looked down on these outsiders.
"Is Xing'er also someone you can call?"
Mo Xing'er's face darkened. She glanced at Ye Lan coldly. Her tone was full of coldness.
"Who is your senior brother? You are a little kid from the corner of the Dragon Abyss, you are worthy to call me senior brother?"
Tan Zhenghe's face was also gloomy, and he replied rudely.
"Enough!"
Mo Xingchen growled.
Mo Xing'er and Tan Zhenghe stopped talking just now.
"Since Lord Yan has such a wish, then fine. I will fulfill your wish and let you spar with Zhenghe."
After a long time, Mo Xingchen nodded his head and agreed.
He also wanted to see what kind of ability Ye Lan had.
When Tan Zhenghe saw Mo Xingchen nod his head in agreement, he looked at Ye Lan with a proud expression, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
He strode forward and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Three moves! If you can knock me back by half a step within three moves, I will recognize you as a character. I will lower my head and admit my wrongs in front of you!"
Tan Zhenghe said with a domineering expression.
Among the five of them, Mo Xing'er's cultivation was the highest, at the Half-Step to Nether Reaching Stage. Next was Tan Zhenghe, who was at the Breaking Embryo Stage Ninth Layer.
"Three moves? Too many! One move is enough!"
Ye Lan replied.
"Haha! Arrogant brat, don't say that I didn't give you a chance.
Trying to move me by half a step with a single move? I'm afraid that you're dreaming. "
Tan Zhenghe said with a loud laugh.
His eyes were full of disdain and disdain as he stared at Ye Lan.
"Since you want a strike, then fine. I would like to see how you can force me to take half a step back with a single strike."
Tan Zhenghe continued.
Ye Lan did not say anything. Behind him, the black flames was burning fiercely and suddenly exploded.
A terrifying aura surged out from his body.
At the same time, three Statue of the God of Berserkers also appeared, erupting with a wild and overbearing aura.
With the help of the Fighting Soul of Black Flame and the Power of the God of Berserkers, Ye Lan's aura instantly rose to an extreme.
On the opposite side, Tan Zhenghe's expression was solemn. A hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He never thought that the young brat from the Dragon Abyss actually had such a terrifying cultivation base and powerful means.
The three huge Statue of the God of Berserkers gave him the impression that they were three deities, and they gave him an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Meteor Palm."
Ye Lan shouted and attacked ferociously.
Palm shadows filled the sky above the dome. After that, they fell down like meteors, attacking Tan Zhenghe one after another.
Meteor Palm was an Earth Rank Martial Technique. It was a rare existence in the Stellar Hall.
Now, with the advancement of Ye Lan's cultivation, the power of the Meteor Palm that he could unleash had become stronger and stronger. He had also fused the Fighting Soul of Black Flame's power and the Power of the God of Berserkers with it.
The power of the Meteor Palm was really unbearable.
Even Tan Zhenghe didn't dare to underestimate it.
Roar ~
Tan Zhenghe woke up from his daze. With a deep shout, he got off his horse and bent his waist. His feet seemed to have taken root in the ground.
A majestic and majestic force suddenly erupted from within his body.
That force was not weaker than the Meteor Palm that Ye Lan was unleashing at this moment.
Immediately, the light on his body circulated. His originally somewhat dark skin became even darker, as if it was forged from black iron, as if it was impregnable.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The palm shadows that filled the sky continuously struck Tan Zhenghe's body, producing a metallic sound as they exploded out with violent air currents that swept in all directions.
The ground beneath Tan Zhenghe's feet continued to sink, crack, and collapse.
Cracks spread out like spider webs with him as the center.
After an unknown period of time, the palm images that filled the sky finally dissipated.
The enormous palace also regained its calm.
Tan Zhenghe slowly stood up and looked at Ye Lan with a cold smile. "Is this your strongest trump card? It's nothing much. It can't break my defense, let alone force me to take half a step back."
"Don't celebrate too early. If you dare to stand up and not take half a step back, it will be my loss."
Ye Lan looked at the arrogant Tan Zhenghe and smiled.
Tan Zhenghe's eyes turned cold. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.
Indeed, with his powerful cultivation and terrifying physical strength, he was able to withstand Ye Lan's Meteor Palm attack.
Unfortunately, the Meteor Palm had merged with the Power of the God of Berserkers. At the same time, a hidden force was also mixed into the palm force.
Those who trained their physical bodies were usually tough on the outside and soft on the inside.
Especially Tan Zhenghe. Ye Lan had a quick glance at him and found out that his opponent was a man who trained his physical body horizontally. Although the physical strength outside was extremely powerful, he was unable to temper his internal body very well.
"You should have felt it. In my previous attack, every palm shadow has a part of the hidden force.
This hidden force cannot harm the surface of your body, but it is very easy to injure your internal meridians, bones, tendons, and other parts of your body.
Your physical strength is very strong. Unfortunately, you only focus on cultivating external techniques and neglected internal energy. This is your weakness, your only weakness! "
Ye Lan placed his hands behind his back and stared at Tan Zhenghe as he spoke.
Upon hearing this, Tan Zhenghe's expression became uglier and uglier. His forehead and back were already drenched in cold sweat.
He really wanted to get up, but unfortunately, he didn't dare because Ye Lan's previous strike had mixed with the hidden force, and it had numbed his meridians, bones, tendons, and other parts of his body.
As long as he got up rashly, his body would definitely be out of control. At that time, not to mention taking half a step back, it wouldn't be impossible for him to fall and squat.
"Stinking brat, stop trying to use words. You've lost this time! I will definitely not lower my head and admit my mistake to you!"
Tan Zhenghe's face was ashen, and his body was still in the stance of a horse stance. He stood there like a wooden stake, not moving at all.
It was true that a man wanted his face, and a tree wanted his skin.
Tan Zhenghe was one of the top Super Genius in the Stellar Hall, so how could he easily admit that he had lost to Ye Lan, a lowly commoner from the Dragon Abyss?
Now, he would rather die than admit it.
"Then get up!"
Ye Lan said with a playful smile.
"Why should I listen to you?"
Tan Zhenghe replied with dissatisfaction.
"What a shameless man! He clearly lost, but he still shamelessly refused to admit defeat!"
Ye Lan shook his head, turned around, and returned to his seat.
"Who are you calling shameless?"
When Tan Zhenghe heard this, his anger surged and he scolded.
"Whoever speaks up will be scolded by me."
Ye Lan said with an indifferent expression.
"You are courting death!"
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Tan Zhenghe was extremely angry. He suddenly stood up and wanted to attack Ye Lan.
However, as soon as he stood up, the numbness in his body instantly spread throughout his entire body. He lost his balance and fell flat on the ground.
His face had an intimate contact with the ground, and his nose was bleeding. He looked as pathetic as he could be.
If it wasn't for his physical body being formidable, then his nose would probably have broken from this fall.