Chapter 1143 War King Song

"You...it's you!"

At this time, a person happened to step onto the competition stage. This person was none other than Du Hao, the young master of the Du family who was in the Tianji City restaurant a few days ago.

At this time, Du Hao had a look of horror on his face, staring at Lu Chen in front of him, his mouth trembling a little, and his body subconsciously took a step back.

"Well, that's quite a coincidence." Lu Chen smiled lightly and immediately recognized the person in front of him.

"You...you...our Du family surrenders!" The panic in Du Hao's eyes did not disappear. After a strange cry, he exited the competition arena.

Even if he was given a hundred courages, he would not dare to fight Lu Chen. No matter in terms of cultivation or status, the people on this stage were much stronger than him.

At this time, most of the children of aristocratic families in the martial arts training ground, as well as those who had been to the restaurant that night, all recognized Lu Chen's appearance.

"Hey, isn't that the young man who injured a member of the Du family in the restaurant that day? No wonder Mr. Du was so frightened."

"This man's name is Lu Chen. He is a senior fellow student with Wang Song of the Wang family, and he is also a member of the Academy..." Among the crowd, a person who happened to be in the restaurant that day revealed Lu Chen's identity at this moment.

After hearing this, the children of all major aristocratic families had different expressions on their faces at this moment, and they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.

At this moment, Wang Song, who was in the audience, had a look of astonishment on his face. He looked at the people on the stage and was stunned for a moment.

"Senior Brother Lu is already on the field, how can we fight?" Wang Song looked depressed for a moment. Others may not know much about Lu Chen's combat power, but how could he not know it.

For this Southeast Martial Arts Competition, he left the academy and came here. He originally thought that the first place would be their Wang family. As a disciple of the academy, his combat power was much higher than that of ordinary disciples from aristocratic families.

But now that Lu Chen is on the stage, his courage to go on stage and fight has been wiped out in an instant.

At this moment, in front of the martial arts training ground, where the Xiao Family Masters gathered, someone recognized Lu Chen. This person was none other than Xiao Songchang, the father of Xiao Yuan Feng.

"Lu Chen, how dare you show up at my Xiao's house!" Xiao Songchang's eyes turned red instantly, and his whole body's aura condensed. It looked like he was directly preparing to take action.

"Song Chang, those in the Southeast Martial Arts Association must not be rude." Among the five powerful men in the Xiao family, the old man in gray clothes immediately shouted softly.

"Third Elder, this Lu Chen killed a member of my Xiao family, and now he dares to show up. How can we let him leave alive?" Xiao Songchang's voice was slightly urgent, and he turned to look at the old man in gray.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man in gray. He looked up at the competition stage. He took a deep look at Lu Chen and then looked away.

"The grudge between this son and the Xiao family will be discussed after the Southeast Martial Arts Tournament is over. The Martial Arts Tournament will continue now." The old man in gray stood up, glanced down at Xiaosong, and said in a low voice.

The other four powerful men in the Tribulation Realm were also silent at this moment, as if they all acquiesced to the words of the old man in gray.

At this time, Xiao Songchang could not help but show a look of reluctance on his face. He glared at Lu Chen fiercely, and then glanced towards the martial arts training ground.

"The Southeast Martial Arts Tournament will continue. Who will take the stage next to challenge?" Xiao Songchang's voice contained the power of cultivation, and it spread throughout the entire martial arts field in an instant.

Lu Chen also had a faint smile on his face at this time, and his eyes swept across the audience, falling on the younger generation of aristocratic family members.

"Xue Palace Lu Chen, this Southeast Martial Arts Competition, Lu will take first place." Lu Chen stood on the competition stage, and his voice fell on everyone's ears at the same time.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the martial arts training ground, followed by bursts of noise. Although the status of the academy was good, in the eyes of these immortal cultivating families, a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god was not enough to let them fear.

Several disciples from aristocratic families whose cultivation levels were higher than Lu Chen's or equivalent had a fighting spirit rising in their eyes at this moment, and they were all eager to give it a try.

Wang Song in the audience, after staring at Lu Chen for a long time, couldn't help but have a fighting spirit in his eyes.

He knew that he might not be Lu Chen's opponent, but if he didn't even have the courage to fight, he might not be able to go very far in the future of cultivating immortality.

"Senior Brother Lu, Wang Song of the Wang family is here to fight." Wang Song could no longer hold back and fell directly onto the competition stage in a flash.

Lu Chen raised his head and looked up at the stage, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. This person dared to be the first to come up even though he knew he was not his opponent. It was a commendable act of courage.

"You are very good, but your combat power is still far behind." Lu Chen smiled slightly, and his whole body cultivation also condensed. The green light flashed in his hand, and the ancient lotus sword appeared in his hand.

This Wang Song was a strong man in the late stage of becoming a god, and he was also a disciple of the academy. If Lu Chen didn't draw his sword, he would be a little disrespectful to this person.

"Please don't hold back, Senior Brother Lu, so that I can see the gap between myself." Wang Song showed a serious look on his face, and with a wave of his arm, a copper-colored spear appeared in his hand.

"As you wish." Lu Chen murmured, and then his face condensed, and his body instantly emerged with an afterimage, and rushed towards the person in front.

Wang Song's face was solemn, and the spear in his hand was also shining brightly. The power of cultivation in the late stage of becoming a god spread throughout his body.

"Bang...bang bang." The two figures turned into two streams of light, constantly colliding in the sky above the competition stage.

The invisible counterattack force, accompanied by muffled sounds, swept away in all directions.

"Cut the wind." Lu Chen shouted softly, and while slashing out several sword energy, there were several invisible sword intentions mixed in it.

Suddenly, green light flashed in the sky, and countless shadows of sword energy surrounded Wang Song.

At the same time, the power of cutting wind also firmly locked his figure.

With Lu Chen's current cultivation level, he has reached a superb level of use of the Qinglian Sword Technique. He can freely control the wind-cutting power without actually hurting the person in front of him.

"Arc blade!" Wang Song also shouted. As he retreated backwards, a strange light blade was drawn from the spear in his hand, and it struck towards Lu Chen.

"Boom...boom." A burst exploded in mid-air. The invisible sword intention and arc blade collided in mid-air, causing a wave-shaped counter-shock heat flow.

Under the force of this counter-shock, Wang Song's figure suddenly trembled, a burst of energy and blood surged through his body, and his figure was instantly shaken out of the competition stage.

The aura in his body was extremely unstable. He was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but after exiting the competition arena, the power of the sword in his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Landing below the competition stage, Wang Song had a complex look on his face and looked up at the white-clothed figure on the stage.

The moment the sword intent disappeared from his body, he knew the person in front of him, and in the end, he still held on, not wanting to hurt himself.

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