Chapter 813: The Eight-Door Dunjia Reopens

"Victorious?"

"No way? Am I not mistaken?"

"How is this possible!"

"Oh my god, this...couldn't be fake!"

After reacting, the crowd immediately went into an uproar, and the people around the arena erupted. Wang Chen's strength made it hard for them to imagine.

"The first round, the ninth round, Yanchen wins!" At the same time, a young man on the ring looked at Wang Chen with a complicated expression, and then announced loudly!

"This kid... really won?"

"The first-tier king warrior defeated the sixth-tier king warrior, and he actually did it!"

"Teacher, you said he..."

The appearance of this result also made the students who were about to graduate from the White Tiger Academy in the rear, who were paying attention to everything here, feel unbelievable. This is a battle that has spanned five levels, and it has won? And so easy? How is this possible. Is this Yan Chen really just a Tier 1 warrior king?

"Victory! Hehe, this seedling is really good! First-rank warrior king...very good!" The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Chen in the distance and said with a smile.

"Teacher, he is really just a first-rank martial artist..." A middle-aged man standing next to the old man asked the old man with a hint of doubt.

"It's true that you are a first-tier warrior king! However, your strength is definitely at the level of a middle-tier warrior king, comparable to a fourth-tier warrior king, and even a fifth-tier king warrior. That set of martial arts is also very powerful, and the superposition of palms and palms has infinite power! Six The warriors of the rank king are too careless, and each other wins and loses, and victory is not rare!

If the sixth-rank warrior king hadn't underestimated the enemy and was unprepared, he wouldn't be in such a mess! He lost to himself! "

The old man looked at the doubtful and disbelieving students around him, and explained with a smile.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the first-order warrior king who was comparable to the strength of the middle-rank warrior king, this is indeed a bit of a monster.

"Brother Yanchen, you won, you really won! Menghan knew it, you will definitely be able to do it!" Seeing Wang Chen coming down from the ring, Lan Menghan immediately cheered, her little face flushed slightly with excitement stand up. Rushing to Wang Chen's side, he was extremely excited.

But at this moment, Du Hao, who was standing next to Lan Menghan waiting to watch the show, had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He won? How is this possible! The impact of the first-tier king warrior defeating the sixth-tier king warrior made it difficult for him to accept it for a while. He has been waiting for a good show, but now, Wang Chen has won, which makes him have to hold back the taunts he had prepared, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Especially looking at the smile on Wang Chen's face, and seeing Lan Menghan's cheers, Du Hao gritted his teeth with hatred, it was worse than eating rat feces.

"Hmph, shit luck, next round, I think you still have such good luck!" Taking a deep breath, he gave Wang Chen a hard look, and with a shake of his hand, Du Hao turned around and walked towards his ring .

The second round of competition was about to start soon, of course he was going back to prepare for the battle.

"Hmph, who is it, Brother Yanchen, don't pay attention to him, he's just a small-bodied guy, he's hated by others!" Lan Menghan snorted coldly as she saw Du Hao's figure leaving bitterly.

"Hehe, well, you should hurry back, the second round is about to start, and there will be three rounds in the morning!" Hearing Lan Menghan's words, Wang Chen smiled wryly.

"It's still early, play a round of competition, rest for half an hour, there is still time!" Lan Menghan pursed her mouth and hummed.

"Forget it, I'll go back first. Brother Yanchen, rest well, I'll come and watch your next round!" After a while, Lan Menghan said to Wang Chen. Then he jumped and walked towards his arena.

...

The second round of competition started quickly after half an hour. Lan Menghan's match was still extremely simple and he won easily.

And Wang Chen, this round's opponent is still a sixth-rank warrior king.

However, this time, his opponent was a little more cautious, after all, he had learned from the past.

However, perhaps it was because Wang Chen's strength as a first-rank martial artist really made people look down upon him, so he inevitably felt a little relaxed. Although he was relatively cautious, he still let Wang Chen come down.

Under the attack of Folding Wave Palm like mercury pouring down the ground, Wang Chen also forced the opponent out of the ring after six consecutive strokes of Folding Wave Palm, and won again.

The two victories in a row seemed incomparably relaxed, and Wang Chen seemed to be the focus of everyone's attention, which made the old man watching the battle at the back and the students of the White Tiger Academy secretly admire. It really is a talent!

In the third round, it was more difficult for Wang Chen to win. The opponent was still the sixth-rank warrior king, and it took Wang Chen fifteen moves to win. Obviously, following Wang Chen's previous two victories, the opponent in this round was extremely cautious and did not underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

But, even so, he still failed! However, it also brought a lot of trouble to Wang Chen! If it weren't for Wang Chen relying on the mystery of ghost steps, he specially exposed his flaws to lure the other party to take the bait, it would be very difficult for him to win.

After three rounds of fighting, Wang Chen won three games in a row, tied for the first place in the group with two ninth-rank warriors and one of them, an eighth-rank warrior. It is very emotional.

Wang Chen's successive victories naturally attracted bursts of exclamation from the crowd, and at the same time, it also made Lan Menghan extremely excited.

Only, every victory, the most uncomfortable person is Du Hao.

To Du Hao, every victory of Wang Chen seemed like a blow to him. Every time he wins, Du Hao feels like being slapped hard.

Three palms in succession, there was a crackling sound, which almost didn't blow him away.

At this moment, Du Hao was blushing, full of resentment.

"Hmph, boy, next round, let me see if you have such good luck in the next round!" Taking a deep breath, he finally couldn't help but hum again when he looked at Wang Chen who was celebrating with Lan Menghan over there. Humph.

However, Du Hao seemed to have forgotten that this was the fourth time he said such words. He was slapped three times before, what about this time?

In the fourth match, Wang Chen faced a seventh-rank martial artist!

On the ring, Wang Chen stood opposite the seventh-rank warrior king, looking at Wang Chen, the seventh-rank warrior warrior had a serious expression on his face.

If one time is luck, two times can also be luck, then three times is strength. Wang Chen won three games in a row, which made this seventh-rank martial artist dare not underestimate him at all.

"Boy, you are very good, but you are not my opponent!" Looking at Wang Chen, the seventh-rank warrior king said in a deep voice.

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you'll know if you try it!" Wang Chen also said in a deep voice.

Judging from the battle with the sixth-rank warrior king just now, especially the last battle, Wang Chen knew that it would be very difficult to defeat the seventh-rank warrior king with this strength.

If one wants to defeat the seventh-rank king warrior, it seems that one must open the eight Dunjia doors, at least three doors must be opened! Opening the three gates and eight gates increases the strength by 2.5 times, and the strength is far superior to that of the seventh-rank warrior king. Only in this way can the gap in true energy be made up.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen's eyes were extremely sharp!

"Hmph, seventh-rank martial artist, let's see how you die this time!" Under the ring, Du Hao, who must watch Wang Chen compete in every match, sneered at this moment.

"Teacher, this time...is it difficult?"

"Yeah, the last battle with the sixth-rank king warrior just now, he was already very difficult!"

Looking at Wang Chen in the distance, behind him, the students of Baihu Academy couldn't help but worry.

The tougher Wang Chen is, the more they like it. They really don't want Wang Chen to be eliminated here, which is a pity.

Although he is only a Tier 1 warrior king, his status far exceeds those of Tier 6 warrior warriors and Warrior warriors of Tier 7 and Tier 7 warriors.

"Let's see, maybe there is something behind this news!" Looking at Wang Chen's still calm look in the distance, the old man pondered. However, this time, he didn't have the confidence he had before coming here. After all, he is a seventh-rank warrior king. The gap between the sixth-rank warrior king and the seventh-rank warrior king is not only in strength, but also in true energy.

Before, Wang Chen's ability to defeat the sixth-rank king warrior relied more on surprise, the opponent's underestimation of the enemy, and his powerful strength.

But in the face of the seventh-rank warrior king, Wang Chen's strength advantage will no longer be. If his true energy is greatly exposed, unless his strength can far surpass the seventh-rank warrior king, otherwise... there is absolutely no possibility of winning!

Really can? The old man couldn't help asking himself secretly in his heart.

"war!"

But at this moment, on the ring, Wang Chen shouted angrily, flashed his ghostly steps, and took the lead in rushing towards the seventh-rank warrior king.

"Fifty-two overlapping wave palms!"

With a loud shout, the strongest move was unleashed. Wang Chen's figure flickered, his palms intersected, and he rushed towards the seventh-rank warrior king.

"You can't control your own strength with a mantis arm!" Seeing Wang Chen rushing towards him, the seventh-rank warrior king took his time, let out a roar, and punched Wang Chen suddenly.

Earth-level primary martial arts: Giant Spirit Fist!

The power increase of this set of martial arts is no longer under Wang Chen's fifty-two overlapping waves!

The wind of the fist roared, and suddenly hit Wang Chen!

boom……

With a loud noise, this punch met Wang Chen fiercely.

Teng Teng Teng...

The next moment, Wang Chen only felt that his hands were numb due to the tremendous force. Under the infusion of true energy, the opponent's strength far surpassed his own.

Wang Chen only felt the qi and blood in his body tumbling, and his whole body was paralyzed! Under the tremendous force, his figure exploded backwards!

"The giant roars!"

But the seventh-rank martial artist, at this moment, let out a roar, and rushed towards Wang Chen again.

open the door! open!

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Wang Chen knew that there was no hope if he didn't open the eight-door dunjia, he shouted angrily and rushed to open the first door of the eight-door dunjia, open the door!

Immediately, as the door opened, he could only feel the real energy in his body suddenly tumbling, becoming tyrannical. The strength has suddenly increased by an unknown amount!

Hugh! open!

Immediately afterwards, he took advantage of the situation and directly passed through the second door, the Hugh door!

"Shengmen, open!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chen shouted loudly, and opened the third door, the door of life!

The three doors opened, which almost reached Wang Chen's limit. At this moment, he only felt an unparalleled pain in the meridians all over his body!