Confess and Get Stronger, Fairies and Saintesses Were Cried Over by My Scumbag Behavior

Lu Chen transmigrated to a fantasy world and obtained a system.

"Confession failed, reward obtained!"

"Confession failed, reward obtained!"

"Confession failed,...

Chapter 49 Arena Battle, Your Sword is Gone!

Lu Chen's words caused an uproar throughout the room.

"That's incredibly arrogant!"

"This kid is far too arrogant!"

"You think you're something special just because you defeated Zheng Ya?"

"I will fight you at Fangzhu!"

A roar rang in everyone's ears, and then a figure leaped onto the arena, landing steadily opposite Lu Chen.

The sect leader, Jian Yu, who had originally intended to shoo this person away, suddenly fell silent at this moment.

He also wanted to see just how capable Lu Chen was and how long he could hold out.

Lu Chen smiled; this would make things simple.

At least, we don't have to waste time waiting here for half a day; we can finish early and go home early.

Are you ready?

Lu Chen asked another question.

Fang Zhu was stunned for a moment, his face darkened, and he felt that he was being looked down upon as well.

"Hmph!" Fang Zhu didn't say a word and immediately made his move.

The sword gleamed fiercely.

Fang Zhu's figure flashed away, transforming into a streak of light, and thrust his sword towards Lu Chen.

The speed was as fast as lightning.

Suddenly, Fang Zhu appeared.

A sword appeared in Lu Chen's hand at some point, and it pierced Fang Zhu's chest. A protective sword light immediately shone, illuminating Fang Zhu's pale face.

"Defeat?"

Fang Zhu stared blankly.

Lu Chen had already sheathed his sword, held it in his hand, and turned to look at the area below the arena.

"Next!"

Fang Zhu's face turned ashen, while the crowd below the arena all paled and retreated in unison, afraid of being chosen by Lu Chen and then losing face on stage.

"What terrifying strength! How did Lu Chen just attack? I couldn't see it at all!"

"I didn't see it clearly either, how could it be so fast?"

"Even Fang Zhu is no match for him, so I definitely can't beat him either. What should I do?"

"Lu Chen, what exactly is his level of strength?"

"No matter what realm they are, aren't they all suppressed to the first level of the Transcendent Realm? This Lu Chen is no exception!"

"But the strength he displayed is definitely not just at the first level of the Transcendent Realm!"

"..."

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, they determined the order.

Just arrange them from number one down, whoever's number is called will go, so there's no need for them to pass the buck.

The Wanjian Sect disciple who drew number three shook his head helplessly, flew onto the arena, smiled at Lu Chen, and said, "Senior Brother Lu Chen, please go easy on me!"

That's quite a good attitude.

Lu Chen nodded and said, "Don't worry, everyone is the same!"

Having said that, Lu Chen, sword in hand, asked again, "Are you ready?"

Fang Zhu's expression tightened, and he suddenly rushed forward, his low-grade spirit sword instantly stabbing towards Lu Chen. He changed his moves several times, and the sword energy exploded, directly covering Lu Chen.

Then, Fang Zhu thrust out his sword fiercely.

The explosive sword light landed on Lu Chen and disappeared instantly. Lu Chen did not dodge the sword, letting Fang Zhu pierce him directly.

Fang Zhu was stunned for a moment, feeling as if the sword in his hand had suddenly sunk into a quagmire and he couldn't pull it out.

To everyone's astonishment, the sword in his hand transformed into a dark yellow color and disappeared into Lu Chen's body.

"this……"

"Where did the sword go?"

"Was it shattered by Lu Chen's power? Is this person really that terrifying?"

"That's terrifying!"

"..."

In an instant, everyone stood up.

Lu Chen slowly thrust out his sword, aiming directly at Fang Zhu's chest. Fang Zhu didn't even have time to dodge, and a protective shield of sword energy burst out from his body.

Another defeat.

Quiet.

After a long while, Fang Zhu's face showed a look of horror. He stared at Lu Chen and said, "Please return my sword, Senior Brother Lu!"

"sword?"

Lu Chen feigned ignorance and asked, "What sword?"

Fang Zhu was stunned for a moment, then became anxious and angry. Was this person asking a question he didn't know the answer to? What kind of sword could he possibly have?

"My sword! I am completely convinced of Senior Brother Lu's strength. I concede defeat now. Senior Brother Lu, return my sword, and I will leave immediately!"

Fang Zhu tried to make his tone as respectful as possible.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; getting his sword back is the most important thing.

It should be noted that only after reaching the Transcendent Realm are all disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect qualified to be bestowed a spirit sword by the sect, and even then, it is only a low-grade spirit sword. Only the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Hall with strong strength and talent are bestowed with a mid-grade spirit sword.

That's all, and we won't be giving you another one.

If a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect loses his or her low-grade spiritual sword, his or her strength will be greatly reduced.

Lu Chen shrugged, looking at the other person with a helpless expression, and said, "Didn't you just see it with your own eyes? Your sword is gone. It was shattered by my protective divine skill and turned into nothingness."

"ah?"

Fang Zhu was stunned.

Everyone present was stunned.

This person is utterly shameless.

However, it doesn't seem like a fake, since the sword simply vanished in full view of everyone.

Low-grade spirit swords are all bound to their masters by blood. Fang Zhu felt himself suddenly lose the soul connection with the sword in his hand, which meant that the sword was truly gone.

"Is it really gone?"

Fang Zhu refused to give up.

He deeply regretted it; if he had known it would turn out this way, he would have preferred to just admit defeat.

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war, and losing weapons is even more commonplace. You'll get used to it!"

Lu Chen even offered some kind words of advice.

There was nothing that could be done; the sword was truly gone. It hadn't been confiscated by Lu Chen, nor could it be returned to him. He could only accept his fate.

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