Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1126 - 1126 1112 The Final Battle with Pan Jianglong

Chapter 1126: Chapter 1112: The Final Battle with Pan Jianglong Chapter 1126: Chapter 1112: The Final Battle with Pan Jianglong Silver Fox said coldly, “I thought we were scared of them.”

Pan Jianglong called out, “Hey, I know you all felt suffocated these days, and frankly, so did I. Now that we have a chance, let’s take them head on and see what they’re really made of. Then we can work out a way to lure them in.”

Silver Fox was overjoyed and said, “Boss, you’re too wise. This time, they’ll definitely become ‘Qiandu Xiang.’ The most satisfying thing is burying Qiandu Xiang and his bunch alive.”

Pan Jianglong said, “Alright, enough talk. Let’s do as you said and dampen their spirit first, then take care of them.”

“Perfect, they’ve been hiding like turtles in their shells, making things hard for us.” Silver Fox continued, “Finally, we can find a chance to handle them, and they really think we were afraid.”

Pan Jianglong continued, “When the time comes, after we’ve suppressed them, we’ll cut them off and let their group come in, then find a way to swallow them whole.”

After hearing this, Silver Fox laughed and said, “That’s right, the third brother is best at this move. They can’t possibly be our match.”

Pan Jianglong was thinking of anaesthetizing them first, then eroding their numbers step by step, and said, “Yin Qi, I’ll leave this matter to you.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll arrange everything properly.”

Silver Fox went on, “As long as we withstand the first wave, we’ll have succeeded halfway. Then we’ll split them up. These country bumpkins think they can fight us; they’re really daydreaming and don’t know what’s good for them.”

Ye Chen was called over by Nangong Yao.

On the way there, the Black Demonic Spirit started grumbling again, “He’s definitely having us take the lead again.”

The Red Demonic Spirit smiled faintly and said, “That’s just our fate; what can we do about it?”

“The monkey gets hoodwinked too easily; he never thinks things through.”

“Then tell me, what should I do? Should I tell them I have a stomachache?” Ye Chen said.

“See, I told you, you can’t say no to people,” the Black Demonic Spirit said coldly.

“Then you say no for me. If you’re not careful, they might not help you.”

The Black Demonic Spirit said angrily, “Damn Li Mo, he should never have returned the Key Box.”

After hearing this, Li Mo muttered, “Hey, if I hadn’t handed it over, they would have found out eventually. You think it could be hidden forever?”

“You should have waited for us to come back. Maybe by then, we would have left this place and wouldn’t be here playing their game,” the Black Demonic Spirit said dejectedly.

Sure enough, when they reached the tent, Nangong Yao briefed them on the plan and had Ye Chen take the lead, which was exactly what the Black Demonic Spirit had expected.

Nangong Yao said, “Ye Chen, as long as we defeat Pan Jianglong, we can advance to the Sacred Spirit Mountain.”

This old man really has a way with things, treating him like a child, as if saying, “If you behave, I’ll give you candy.”

Feeling amused, he said, “Don’t worry, whatever happens, I’ll get through today.”

“That’s good to hear. You all understand the plan, right? Since they’ve accepted the challenge, we’ll tie them up and create opportunities for Shangguan Wudi’s men. When the time comes, we’ll surely defeat them,” Nangong Yao was still very confident.

The team set out toward the battlefield, with Nangong Yan hurrying after them, while Ye Chen strolled leisurely forward.

Nangong Yan patted Ye Chen, saying, “Monkey, don’t look so down.”

“All thanks to your dear father,” Ye Chen responded coldly.

“Hey, it’s because my father believes in your ability that he entrusted you with such an important role.”

“I’d rather your father believed in you more and let you take the lead. You’re more capable than I am.”

“I know you’re being sarcastic,” Nangong Yan said coldly.

“Be careful. Last time they captured Ouyang Yue, this time who knows if they’ll capture you. Don’t stand out too much,” Ye Chen warned her seriously after taking a good look at her.

This morning, Nangong Yan had really dressed up, probably wanting to show off. Hearing Ye Chen’s words felt like being exposed, causing her considerable embarrassment.

“But still, not a match for me.”

“You’re the one who’s not a match for me.”

“If you really want to attract me, consider showing a bit more skin; I might not be able to resist then. But I think your two fathers definitely wouldn’t agree,” Ye Chen said.

Nangong Yan’s face flushed, and she flared her nostrils.

When Ye Chen saw she was angry, he actually found it quite amusing and especially enjoyed provoking her anger. He didn’t know why, but that familiar feeling emerged again, flashing through his mind as if it were something that had happened a very long time ago.

Indeed, when he had been with Yun’er, hadn’t he enjoyed the thrill of irritating her, making her suffer? Why was he thinking of her now when he hadn’t before? Perhaps it was true that one only realizes how important someone is after they’ve parted, after they’ve stopped seeing each other. Maybe, he felt a bit ashamed; after all, that girl was actually quite nice.

The days they’d spent together, bickering and bantering, had been the most memorable times that were now unforgettable. He didn’t know why he felt that way.

It must be guilt, but what was there to feel guilty about? He had acted out of concern for her safety.

That was being responsible, and he hoped she was living well. He believed she must be because so many people were looking after her; how could she possibly not be? The thought of it made him laugh.

“Has your soul flown away?” Nangong Yan saw that guy spacing out again.

“Don’t disturb me,” Ye Chen said, walking forward leisurely.

“Don’t worry about her marrying someone else. You’ve got plenty of chances.”

“Get lost.”

The great battle began, and Ye Chen charged to the front, facing off against Pan Jianglong. Pan Jianglong’s martial arts were decent, and his moves were somewhat tricky, always able to summon black energy that turned him as black as a corpse.

The black energy surged toward Ye Chen like a demon.

Having clashed with Pan Jianglong before, Ye Chen knew what the man was capable of and wasn’t afraid of him. He was able to hold his own, which was exactly why Nangong Yao had Ye Chen lead the charge; he knew Ye Chen could handle Pan Jianglong.

Ye Chen didn’t disappoint Nangong Yao; indeed, he stood up to Pan Jianglong.

At that moment, he wasn’t eager to determine the victor between him and Pan Jianglong because that wasn’t important. His goal was simple: to keep Pan Jianglong occupied, entangle the man until the right opportunity. Defeating Pan Jianglong wasn’t a big deal; the most important thing was to annihilate the entire group.

Ye Chen leaped up and unleashed over a dozen streams of energy to block the lightning Pan Jianglong had sent his way. Pan Jianglong realized he had become this youngster’s target. This kid’s martial arts were indeed no laughing matter; he couldn’t afford to be careless.

“Old man, we haven’t decided the winner yet,” said Ye Chen, wanting to bide time and not raise the enemy’s alertness. He knew that in one hour, Shangguan Wudi would emerge and everything would fall into place.

Pan Jianglong wanted to have a good fight, but meeting Ye Chen, he felt a deep unwillingness and shouted, “You little runt, don’t think I can’t take care of you.”

With a smile, Ye Chen said, “Really? Then bring it on. I’m right here waiting for you.” Of course, he hoped that Pan Jianglong would become anxious; the more anxious the other man got, the more likely he would lose his cool.

Pan Jianglong increased the release of his energy. It was like an octopus unleashing its tentacles, engulfing everything in its path. The area ahead was already a mess. Ye Chen, not daring to be careless, quickly released a Light Wave to block the incoming lightning.

The lightning crashed into the Light Wave, almost blinding him.

Ye Chen quickly reinforced it with more energy. If the Light Wave were to break, he would be struck by lightning, which was no joke. Those struck by that lightning had already met their maker.

Suddenly, a shadow, like an Illusion Blade, exploded forward, hitting the Light Wave head-on. This wasn’t Ye Chen’s first encounter with this dark energy. Having suffered from it last time, he had thought of a way to counter it, which was not to dissipate it, but to release even more powerful energy. The energy exploded with a boom.

Breaking through the Light Wave, it shone like Buddha’s light, emitting dazzling brightness. The disintegrated dark energies, as if they had no escape, were instantly devoured.

Ye Chen chuckled and said, “Did you really think I was foolish? You got me with that move last time and you think you could use it again? You’re dreaming.”

Pan Jianglong was taken aback and glared furiously, bellowing, “Don’t be so arrogant, boy. I’ve got plenty of tricks up my sleeve to make you wail like a ghost or howl like a wolf.”

He really did start howling like both a ghost and a wolf, giving Ye Chen a start.

Ye Chen had no idea what he was up to, and then that black energy was drawn toward him, condensing in his hands.

Ye Chen noticed that his opponent was becoming more and more malevolent and promptly harnessed the energy of heaven and earth. After two days, he had become much more familiar with this move and had deeper insights into it.

He gathered the energy of light; unlike Pan Jianglong, who absorbed dark, sinister energy, Ye Chen absorbed the energy of light.

Pan Jianglong leaped into the air, hanging in mid-flight, and threw a punch. All the absorbed energy was released at once, resembling a meteor from beyond the skies.

Ye Chen formed a protective circle. With a loud crash, the ball of dark energy, along with the lightning, struck the Light Wave. Ye Chen blocked it, but Pan Jianglong was not to be underestimated—the ground where Ye Chen stood had sunk several feet, forming a pit large enough to bury him alive.

Ye Chen almost kneeled down, but he summoned all his strength to hold his ground.

Pan Jianglong’s energy continued to release.

Ye Chen steadied his protective circle, fixing his gaze on the opponent. He hadn’t expected the old man to become so desperate.

Good, desperation was good. He didn’t believe the old man had more stamina than he did; he would wear down the opponent.