Lao Chen followed like a shadow, so fast that they were like two streaks of light passing across the gray-brown earth.
With a buzzing sound, the air exploded and trembled violently. A bright red glow appeared in Lao Chen's heart, as if a sun was rising, bright red and dazzling.
Finally, with a bang, a red glow rose from his chest, and the sun seemed to be burning. Finally, it bloomed completely and turned into a red beam of light as thick as an arm, extremely magnificent.
boom!
The thunder shook the plateau, and the red beam of light was similar to real thunder, directly piercing Mo Hai's body. A large hole that was transparent from front to back appeared on his chest, and blood was dripping. He flew sideways.
Lao Chen's chest also rose and fell violently. He calmed himself down for a while, then strode forward.
The grandmaster wearing alloy armor had already blocked the way and helped Mo Hai up.
Her name was Xia Qing. She was half a head taller than many men, with a slender, strong and powerful figure. She was one of the few female grandmasters in the field of new arts.
"You go and recuperate." She whispered.
Mo Hai's injuries were very serious. From the big hole in his chest, it could be seen that his heart was torn apart and a piece of his lung was missing. If he was not treated in time, it would affect his practice and it would be extremely serious.
"None of you can leave." Old Chen said coldly.
Since they want to trigger his old illness and kill him, he will show no mercy. Even if he is a famous grandmaster in the new art, he must spare his life!
Mo Hai covered his chest, his body emitting white light, and used the new technique to stop the bleeding. He signaled to the female grandmaster Xia Qing that it was okay, he could hold on, and would not leave, waiting for the battle to end.
He can even take powerful action at critical moments!
The alloy armor on Xia Qing's body flashed with a cold metallic luster. She said coldly: "Mr. Chen, you have good skills. I admire you. You should take a rest first and calm your boiling blood. We will fight again later!"
This time Lao Chen did not refuse and stood there silently.
The entire Pamir Mountains seemed to have become quiet. No one spoke, and everyone was waiting silently.
A lot of spaceships came near the Pamir Plateau today.
Far away, there is a huge super battleship with smooth metal lines. In addition to its deterrent effect, the hull also has a kind of craftsmanship beauty.
In the battleship, a super master was talking to an old man.
This time, there are three grand masters in the new art field, and the last one is here.
As for the old man’s identity, it is very complicated. He is an important figure in the chaebol and has a great influence.
"The path of the old arts is very bumpy, and progress is slow. Apart from Chen Yongjie, no one else can rise. It is simply unrealistic to wait for Old Chen to make further progress and help you survive. The grandmasters in the field of the old arts have no way to go and cannot reach that height. You have seen our achievements in the past two years, which are fully reflected in you. Your vitality is gradually growing, and the changes are obvious..."
"I've been suffering from tinnitus and dizziness lately, and I've lost my energy. Am I going to die soon?" The old man was sitting there, and the blanket covering his legs turned out to be a legendary skin of a auspicious beast. He could even dig up and obtain such an illusory thing, which showed his strength.
The grandmaster in the new art field is a middle-aged man named Chen Kai, who is in his early fifties. He is now feeling a terrible headache.
In his opinion, this old man was obviously in good spirits and would have no worries for at least five years. He had gained tremendous benefits, but he turned against him. It was too tiring and difficult to negotiate with him.
He believed that even a decisive battle with a grandmaster would be much more pleasant than dealing with this old man.
"In this era, no one in the field of old arts can reach that level, which means that the golden bamboo slips cannot be deciphered unless the alchemists of the pre-Qin period are resurrected and the founder-level figures reappear. Instead of doing that, why not show us a new technique to analyze it? Maybe we can reveal the secrets and extend your life."
"I am very tired, my energy is getting weaker day by day, I am emaciated, and I am worried that I will die soon. If you want to dig up the roots of the old technique, you should be sincere. At least let me feel that my body is still full of vitality and I can live for at least 20 years. This way, I will have some hope, and maybe I can wait until you produce results."
The old man's eyes were bright and his voice was full of energy. He was healthier than many people. But his tone made it clear that he would have to extend his life for another ten years before he could talk about it.
Chen Kai, the grandmaster in the field of new arts, was speechless. For a moment, he really wanted to turn against him and beat the old man to death, but after calming down, he didn't dare to do so.
"Chen Yongjie won." The old man gestured to Chen Kai.
Chen Kai turned around and looked at the big screen, and said in a deep voice: "Old Chen is indeed very strong. He is the last card of the old technique. It's almost over at this point. He will die soon."
There are some things he didn't say. Old Chen will be killed by the explosion of his five internal organs due to problems with them. No matter who wins or loses, Old Chen will die!
"Aren't you worried about your two companions?" asked the old man.
"It's okay, I'll go there myself later!" Chen Kai stared at the screen, carefully observing Lao Chen's condition.
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