Chapter 570: Unlimited potential

Xia Chen jumped up, his figure rising more than ten feet, and in an instant, he jumped to the second beacon tower and raised his arms again.

Boom! The twenty-eight beacon fires on the second beacon tower lit up instantly, without any overshoot, and burned directly to the size of a washbasin.

Everyone was stunned.

If Xia Chen's first Beacon Tower Genius Dzogchen was still acceptable, then the second Beacon Tower Dzogchen had exceeded their expectations.

The test potential of the seven beacon towers is not an equal relationship, but a progressive one. In other words, it is more difficult to reach the Dzogchen of the second beacon tower than the first beacon tower.

The further you get to the beacon tower at the back, the more difficult it becomes.

Fang Zhaolong's eyes narrowed sharply. In his opinion, although Xia Chen broke through the Great Consummation of the first beacon tower and inspired the other six beacon towers, it would never be possible to reach the Great Perfection of the second beacon tower.

Stimulating other beacon towers is a random luck factor and is completely different from truly testing potential.

But he didn't expect that Xia Chen would reach the perfection of the two beacon towers so quickly. Such potential is really terrifying.

Thinking of the demonic oath he had just made, a deep chill suddenly rose from the bottom of Fang Zhaolong's heart.

Shen Tiandu's face also turned a little blue, but he remained calm. This was only the second beacon tower, and it became more difficult as he went to the back. He did not believe that Xia Chen's potential would be like a bottomless pit.

In the sky, Xu Jinfeng and the four of them stared unblinkingly, concentrating on each other. They no longer needed to communicate secretly with their spiritual thoughts.

Xia Chen did not hesitate, stood up and jumped again. In an instant, he jumped to the third beacon tower.

Each beacon tower is higher than the previous one. The third beacon tower is already dozens of feet high. Xia Chen stands on it, just like a small black dot.

But everyone present was a cultivator with magical powers, so they naturally saw it clearly and held their breath.

Xia Chen raised his arms.

Phew! The twenty-eight regiments of the third beacon tower were lit up, and the three beacon towers were completed.

The monks could no longer bear it any longer and exclaimed in unison, their eyes filled with shocking horror.

Fang Zhaolong's face suddenly lost color, his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes, and his brain felt as if he had been punched hard, becoming numb and blank.

Just a few breaths ago, he was still confident that he would win.

But now, this confidence has been shattered by the shocking torrent brought by Xia Chen.

The perfection of the three beacon towers is the limit of his previous testing potential. Although after seven years of training, his potential has naturally increased and will definitely exceed before, but it must also be limited.

Although there has been no test for seven years, Fang Zhaolong knows in his mind that his potential is probably only reached by the three beacon towers, and the fourth beacon tower can light up seven or eight beacons.

Xia Chen's performance just now has been infinitely close to his limit. As long as he exceeds him, all the bright prospects will be ruined under the poison of the inner demon.

Unexpectedly, the door from heaven to hell is so close... Fang Zhaolong unknowingly became ferocious, gritted his teeth, and suddenly shouted: "No, you will never break through the fourth beacon tower."

No one looked at him, even Shen Tian didn't look at him. They just tried to keep calm, but their expression couldn't help but get darker and darker.

At the same time, Shen Tiandu's heart suddenly jumped faster and he could not restrain it no matter how hard he tried.

"The three beacon towers are complete..." Xu Jinfeng murmured, his eyes suddenly filled with anxiety.

Zhang Taiji was silent, and the muscles on Wang Hechong's face kept twitching.

Xia Chen jumped up again and landed gently on the fourth beacon tower. When he landed, he made no sound, but in everyone's ears, it was as deafening as thunder.

Xia Chen raised his arms, but did not release his breath. He looked coldly through the sky dozens of feet above, looking at Fang Zhaolong with a distorted face below, and said loudly: "Fang Zhaolong, if I guess correctly, the fourth beacon tower is seven

Tuan Fenghuo is probably your current limit, so you can rest in peace."

The breath bloomed, boom! Twenty-eight beacon fires lit up, and the fourth beacon tower was completed.

There was sudden silence around the beacon tower, not to mention no sound, not even a trace of spiritual thoughts.

Everyone stared at this scene with their eyes straightened, witnessing that in less than a few breaths, a miracle was taking place.

Was the third greatest genius of the younger generation of Tianlan Sect so ruthlessly destroyed?

"No, no..." A heartbreaking roar suddenly sounded from the silence, like the roar of a desperate beast. It was Fang Zhaolong, "This is fake, it must be fake, I don't believe it."

He was spinning back and forth like an ant on a hot pot. Although the air was not hot, his hair had fallen down, and his childish face was suddenly covered with sweat, as if he had been roasted in an oven.

Xia Chen easily tore through what he thought was the strongest line of defense in his heart. This blow was simply fatal. Fang Zhaolong felt that he was about to collapse even without the inner demon's poisonous oath.

"What are you afraid of? I am still here. This guy is just a perfect beacon tower. If you want to break my limit, it is just a dream!" Shen Tiandu's eyes were red, and he flew to his side and held him down.

He said loudly over his shoulders.

Fang Zhaolong looked at him with dull eyes. After a while, he seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw like a drowning man: "Brother Shen, by the way, there is you too. How could I forget that we bet with him together?

As long as he loses to you, we will still win, and it all depends on you."

"Don't worry, Zhaolong." Shen Tiandu's expression could no longer remain as calm as before. He stared at Xia Chen's figure fiercely and said, "I will get this place back for you. I don't believe he can continue.

It’s time to come to an end.”

Xia Chen glanced at the two of them coldly, said nothing, and flew up again.

Boom! On the fifth beacon tower, twenty-eight beacon fires lit up in an instant, another great perfection.

Time is fixed at the thirteenth breath. At the thirteenth breath, the five beacon towers are completed.

Everyone's ears were buzzing. The completion of the five beacon towers had not only exceeded their expectations, but also exceeded their imagination. How could such ferocious potential exist in an Alliance messenger who came to die.

The man surnamed Huo and Yu Xiang both had dull expressions on their faces. Such great potential was simply terrifying.

Fang Zhaolong lowered his head and trembled all over. He covered his eyes and never dared to look at the beacon tower again. Although his spiritual mind was fully aware of the surrounding situation, he still pretended not to know.

Shen Tiandu's whole body stiffened, and he stared at the beacon tower without blinking. The soft voice in his heart had long ago disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a coldness.

He recalled Xia Chen's last words before taking the stage, and suddenly felt like a thousand arrows had pierced his heart.

Let me go first, you will never have the chance to show yourselves again...

Xia Chen is not sarcastic or intimidating, but a fact, just stating a fact.

"He is only the Great Perfection of five beacon towers. I was the Great Perfection of six beacon towers nine years ago. He will definitely not be able to surpass me, he will not be able to surpass me..." Shen Tiandu thought silently in his heart, feeling lucky again. burst out.

"This junior must die, must die..." Wang Hechong's whole face seemed to twitch, and he gritted his teeth. His eyes were not only cold, but suddenly there was a hint of fear.

"He must die." Xu Jinfeng said in a trembling voice, "With such potential, if he is given a chance to grow up, what a terrifying magical monk he will be in just a few decades? The Alliance is willing to send him to death. It is crazy, crazy!"

"This is our luck." Zhang Taiji couldn't control his horrified eyes, "Fortunately, he is dead. He is dead and will be sacrificed alive!"

Xia Chen rose into the sky, and in a moment, he stepped onto the sixth beacon tower, his face as calm as water.

From the beginning, Xia Chen knew that he would not lose and could not lose. Even if he bet against the most powerful potential genius in the world, Xia Chen knew that he would not lose.

If there is an absolute thing in this world, then this is it.

The potential geniuses of the Tianlan Sect Liu Xuanyang, Li Chaoji, Fang Zhaolong, Shen Tiandu...these so-called geniuses, betting against him is really just trying to block the car. Even if the Tianlan Saint comes in person, it will still be in vain.

Xia Chen believes that if the beacon tower has unlimited seats, then his potential is unlimited.

It's simple, because he has a cornucopia.

All breath is released from the Dantian, or to be precise, from the cornucopia, so the beacon tower tests the potential of the cornucopia.

The potential of the cornucopia is unlimited, and you can achieve whatever potential you want to achieve.

If compared to the physical body, Xia Chen is simply an ordinary person and has no potential.

In this gambling game, Cornucopia is a perverted golden finger that helps Xia Chen cheat as he pleases and beats to pieces all those who want to confront him head-on.

So from the beginning to the end, Xia Chen never worried that he would lose.

What's ridiculous is that the so-called geniuses of the Tianlan Sect didn't know it, but they rushed forward one by one like moths to the flame, and the result was that they were all wiped out.

Looking at Shen Tiandu, whose face turned dark on the ground, Xia Chen suddenly felt pity.

They don't know his secret, so they still have the last pitiful feeling of luck in their hearts. But even this luck, like a dream, will be gone after a few breaths.

Am I a rule breaker? Xia Chen thought to himself in confusion, but soon, his confusion and pity became hard and cold.

I pity others, who pities me? I don’t know anything in the first place. The messenger who was tricked and sent to die was sacrificed alive by the Tianlan Sect, and I still want to pity others? It’s ridiculous. The Tianlan Sect and I really have nothing to do with each other. No injustice, but since you want to kill me, I will kill you.

Xia Chen thought to himself, a stern look flashed in his eyes, he opened his arms, and the cornucopia quietly released its breath.

Boom! The beacon tower could not withstand the potential of the cornucopia. Twenty-eight beacon fires lit up instantly, and the six beacon towers were completed!

There was a roar in Shen Tiandu's head, his body shook violently, and his vision became blurry.

"Master..." The middle-aged disciple was shocked and quickly stepped forward to hold his shoulders and shouted with concern.
Chapter completed!