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Chapter 448 - 447 Everyone is Very Strong (3)

Chapter 448: Chapter 447 Everyone is Very Strong (3)

When the Holy Monk’s beads were released, everyone’s faces changed dramatically as they quickly dodged or mustered their energy to block everything. Unfortunately, the beads could change direction, and as people dodged, the beads still struck, flinging them away without any means to resist.

With a single strike flung away, everyone without a second word, jumped out of the ring, the difference in strength was too vast.

On the other side, the person in the Ghost Mask did the same, his bizarre moves also flung several people away, leaving them without any means to resist.

"You are very strong, very strong," the Holy Monk said, looking towards the person in the Ghost Mask.

"You are not weak either," the Ghost Mask calmly replied.

"I have a question, are you a god?"

"Whether I’m a god or not, what difference does it make?"

"True indeed, Amitābha."

"Since your strength is admirable, let me show you my martial arts, Ghost Man Eighteen Steps." After saying that, the Ghost Mask blinked and disappeared.

"Garlow Hand Seal." As the Holy Monk spoke, beads surrounded him, and he produced a powerful energy in his hand, forming a hand seal.

"Interesting, defensively prepared and strong energy, but it’s still unclear who is stronger," said the Ghost Mask, disappearing once more, but as he vanished, strong black energy waves emerged from his body, eerily.

"Evil Spirit Energy, the lineage of the Ghost God," Mu Chen exclaimed with his pupils widening.

In Yun Country there is a god, known as the Ghost God, whose strength Mu Chen could hardly fathom, as no one had ever seen the Ghost God in action, only hearing of his existence, a being above the peak of all gods. Below the Ghost God, there are Thirteen Ghost Kings, each with extraordinary strength, and among them, one established the Ghost King Sect, always at the mythical peak, with astonishing power.

"The lineage of the Ghost King, immensely powerful! This Holy Monk, may not be his match," Mu Chen said seriously.

"Not a match, is even a god not a match?" Qi Qiangwei’s facial expression changed slightly, somewhat shocked.

"A very powerful person," said Death God and other gods indifferently, just a bit surprised.

"Sinful, sinful, such evil aura, must be killed," the Holy Monk’s complexion changed, his murderous intent rising, the eighteen beads trembled and burst forth with deadly force.

"Ghost King Evil Claw." The Thirteen Ghost Kings shouted loudly, a powerful aura forming several claw marks, slashing through space.

The beads and the claw marks collided, the two forces were evenly matched, but the Ghost King did not take a single step back, and blinked through the forces, appearing instantly in front of the Holy Monk with a palm strike.

The Holy Monk was truly as immovable as a mountain, not moving an inch, even as the Ghost King’s palm struck instantaneously, the Holy Monk frowned, and a strong power surged out, meeting with a palm of his own.

It had to be said, the Holy Monk underestimated the Ghost King; as their palm seals collided, the explosion of their powers pushed the Holy Monk back, causing him to spit out blood and get blasted away.

"Divine Pearl protect the body." The Holy Monk’s complexion greatly changed as he gathered his power, controlling the beads to quickly return.

"Too slow, I had only used the first nine steps of the Ghost King’s Eighteen right before, now see, what terrifying thing the last nine steps hold," the Thirteen Ghost Kings said, and in a flash of lightning, he disappeared.

Seeing the Ghost King leap with extreme speed, madly passing beside the Holy Monk, even though the Holy Monk gathered power to block, he was no match at all, every part of his body was struck by the Ghost King’s palms, though it lasted no more than two seconds, the number of palm seals the Ghost King managed was unknown.

However, as the beads came killing in an instant, the Ghost King blinked and disappeared.

"You won," standing up, the Holy Monk seriously said, "just now my Divine Body was protected, but you won."

"You are strong and have some techniques, but unfortunately, you underestimated me." Ghost King said, then blinked and disappeared.

"Om Mani Padme Hum, a monk has been careless." Holy Monk shook his head and left the ring.

At that moment, cheers erupted again, as this match was incredibly thrilling for the audience.

"Match eight, Ghost King wins. Now, the participant for match nine, please."

The contestant for the ninth match quickly appeared; it was a Curse Master from the Curse Clan. Calling him a master might also mean calling him a hunchbacked old man. This Curse Master controlled not insects, but scents. As soon as he entered the ring, his aura erupted, and the people around him were completely powerless to resist. It wasn’t that they lacked the power to resist, but rather their reactions were too slow, and they were directly controlled by the Curse Technique, turning them into puppets. The Curse Master claimed victory.

"Remarkable!" Mu Chen nodded, showing surprise.

"Match nine, the Curse Granny wins, now for the tenth match."

The tenth match was particularly interesting. Each contestant was equally matched in strength, but the powerhouse from the Black Order was outstanding, defeating their opponent with ease and securing the victory.

The eleventh match was similar to match ten; there were no outstanding powerhouses, but the captain of the Hedgehog Team took to the ring. Using a custom Hedgehog Seven Forms with his saber, he resolved his opponents one by one, causing shockwaves of awe.

Match twelve featured War Wolf, the leader of the wolves, an extremely terrifying individual. What made the twelfth match even more fearsome was that as soon as War Wolf appeared, everyone was too scared to step onto the platform, fearing being torn apart, allowing War Wolf to win easily.

Match thirteen was a person in a black robe and a mask, completely obscuring their appearance. With a strange aura and extremely fearsome moves, the top fighters from two families of Yun Country, or even strong clan fighters from abroad, stood no chance. In an instant, everyone was overwhelmed and sent flying. The gap in strength was simply too vast.

"Match thirteen, Iron Mask wins, please for the fourteenth match competitor to come forward."

"It’s my turn." Mu Chen smiled, feeling the time had passed quickly. He had thought it would take hours, but it only took about an hour to get to his turn.

"Go, king." Qi Qiangwei said.

"Leader, you are the Evil God after all! Make it a splendid victory," Tian Sha said.

"I’ll try my best!" Mu Chen shook his head, feeling it was unlikely. He could possibly have a chance if he were in the Mythical Realm, but unfortunately, he was not.

Mu Chen helplessly leaped directly onto the ring, followed by many others.

"Evil God."

"Evil God."

The crowd saw Mu Chen and began cheering.

Mu Chen’s appearance also caught the attention of the gods, who all turned their gaze towards him to see what techniques he had.

"Brother Evil God, you have to give your best," Sea God said with a smile.

At that moment, Mu Chen’s expression wasn’t too good. There were thirteen people in the fourteenth match, but two of them felt extremely dangerous to him.

"People from Blue Shield, people from Perolin’s Mad Python Legion." Mu Chen’s face changed as he saw special patterns on the arms of two individuals.

At this moment, both individuals also looked at him, their mouths curling into a disdainful smile.