Chapter 114 Hug
He was a little unhappy.
Let's just spar, and originally thought we could just stop at the right time, but this purple-robed monk was so brutal, and every move was filled with murderous intent, as if he hated He Cen so much, that made our little sword spirit angry.
When several lords saw him coming up to the stage, they all gathered around him in the blink of an eye. Bo Lou frowned and couldn't help but say, "Hit him!"
"If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it!"
He Cen dodged two attacks, his arms were a little numb from the shock, and he looked indignant when he heard this, "I was afraid I would beat him to death!"
The Yuanying stage is indeed not on the same level as the Jindan stage. The purple-robed monk's attack was very fierce, and the power of thunder and lightning was indeed terrifying. He had burned many charred holes on the ground.
After hearing what He Cen said, his expression became even more contemptuous, "Master, you should just take care of yourself first."
The purple-robed monk spoke with disdain and looked down upon He Cen completely.
The little sword spirit's temper suddenly flared up!
"It's so funny. I can't beat my master, so why can't I beat you?"
As he was speaking, a sword broke his lightning. He Cen held Chao Ya in his hand and swung out the Sky-Breaking Art. The power was much stronger. The surrounding environment was originally enveloped by the lightning of the purple-robed monk. In the blink of an eye, the sword energy attacked, and all the wind and spiritual energy in the room gathered towards He Cen.
He Cen was really a little angry at the moment, and several of his masters were watching him from behind. How embarrassing it would be for them if he lost.
No matter what you say, you can't be so cowardly!
The purple-robed monk was full of malice towards him and was full of murderous intent at first, but He Cen was not unaware of it. He now changed the situation and all the swords in the main square were mobilized. He Cen's powerful move of Breaking the Heaven's Art hit him directly in the face.
Although the power of thunder and lightning is strong in attack, its defensive power is really not that good. As a mage, he has no time to practice magic formulas and can only use magic weapons. But how can his mental power and consciousness compare to the incomparably powerful sword spirit?
The man had only attacked a few times when he already had many cuts from the sword.
The power of the Chaoya Sword is not comparable to that of ordinary spiritual swords, and its damage value is rising rapidly.
The dazzling golden figure in the air was agile and extremely fast. It seemed to cover the blue-purple lightning of the purple-robed monk in an instant and became the only golden lightning in the field.
He Cen's technique was precise and his mental power was extraordinary. After a few breaths, he had suppressed the purple-robed monk to death.
Even lightning spells can't be used.
After kicking him to his knees with one foot, He Cen's sword was already against his neck. "Do you want to continue fighting?"
The purple-robed monk was almost always beaten in the second half. After the situation turned into He Cen's hands, he did not find any chance to counterattack. He Cen's sword moves were fast, sharp and fierce. He couldn't even defend himself, so how could he possibly attack?
In the end, he had no choice but to admit defeat. When he left the field, he was covered in wounds and looked very miserable.
Fortunately, they were just some external injuries, and He Cen didn't hit them so hard that no serious damage was done.
His strength silenced all the younger generation of monks who had originally had some complaints about him. When the sword wind just now came, everyone present could feel the heavy pressure.
He Cen is sitting under the four lords, so his strength should not be underestimated.
A cultivator in the early Yuanying stage is considered a master in the world of cultivation. He was defeated easily by him and it seemed that he even had some strength left.
The physical cultivator who was fighting later could not catch up with He Cen's sword light. The fight lasted for a while and was just for viewing. He Cen did not waste time and ended the fight quickly. It was indeed a bit difficult to fight against a Yuanying period cultivator.
At least He Cen's spiritual energy was consumed very quickly, and his Breaking Heaven Technique was very mentally taxing. Although it was extremely powerful, it could not be used for a long time.
Although he seems to have great control on the surface, He Cen's current strength is still very dangerous when facing high-level monks.
After the fight, he jumped off the arena and quickly ran to the side of his masters. Without even glancing at the people around him, he threw himself into Jun Chao's arms, "Quick, quick, give me a breath!"
Jun Chao found it funny. He raised his hand and placed it on his back, injecting a lot of spiritual energy into it.
"Better?"
He Cen then nodded, "Yes! Good Master, how can you be so considerate!"
He was quite happy having won the fight, jumping up and down in front of several masters, looking very energetic. Several sect leaders who had said they wanted to challenge him before, now didn't dare to say a word.
With He Cen's strength, there is absolutely no one else like him in the world of cultivation.
The young monks watching the battle underground also looked pale. Ouyang Yinyin gritted her teeth and said, "If it were me, if I were your disciple, how could he get a chance to fight!"
System: ...
【Now that things have come to this, let’s not dwell on it anymore.】
Ouyang Yinyin didn't want to talk to the system at all. She had thought so well at first, to change her identity and get closer to some of the targets again, but unfortunately, He Cen and his men went to the Western Wilderness, and she had no trace of them.
After finally returning, I went straight to the sect competition.
Clearly, several of the Lords did not participate before, but it was all because of He Cen! It was because of his appearance that she could not do too many small actions under the Lords' noses.
The female strategy player was almost going crazy at this moment, and felt that Hecen was simply a stumbling block sent by God.
I really want to trample him under my feet.
Ouyang Yinyin was so angry that she was about to spit fire, but He Cen was very happy. He leaned over and whispered in Jun Chao's ear, "That woman is almost mad to death, hahaha~"
Jun Chao touched his head helplessly, "Look at you, you are so happy in misfortune. You have consumed so much spiritual energy, but you are still smiling."
He Cen would act very coquettishly and open his arms directly, "Then give me a hug~"
"Master, just give me a hug and everything will be fine."
Jun Chao smiled, reached out and picked him up with one hand. Although He Cen had grown taller, he was still quite slim. It was not difficult for the four people to hold him, and they were still the same as before.
He Cen, the little sword spirit, is clingy by nature. He is very familiar with the arms of his masters and will find a good place for himself.
This group of people were almost pampering him to the sky. No one else in the cultivation world had ever seen Jun Chao so kind and cheerful. At that moment, no one dared to have any thoughts on He Cen.
After the little episode, the Jindan stage competition went on as usual. Ouyang Yinyin did not take the stage for the time being. He Cen looked at her from a distance. She didn't know what to do, so she hurriedly left the crowd.
Wen Qing understood what he meant and nodded gently at him, "The puppet has caught up, don't worry."
He Cen shook his hand and said, "Master, you are so reliable. With you by my side, I feel completely safe."
Wen Qing also smiled at him, "Well, don't be afraid, Master is here to take care of everything."
"Hehe, you are never alone. We will always be with you."
Bei Qi squeezed and said, "Hey~ When did our Mumu become so good at saying sweet words? He is so sweet when he coaxes people~"
Wen Qing stepped on his foot and said, "Stop being so weird."