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Chapter 4849 Confidence is the pinnacle

Seeing Cao Guofeng stand up, the spectators present were all startled. They thought that Cao Guofeng was going to take action. What if he did? Their hands were all pressed on the teleportation talisman. Once things went wrong, they would immediately

escape.

Although the tickets are important, life is more important. If the two powerful heavenly saints take action and die here rashly, it will be too worthless.

However, Cao Guofeng did not take action. Instead, he pointed his finger at Gao Jianli and said angrily: "You... are talking nonsense. Who is this Long Chen? Even if there are ten of him, there is no way he can win against Qing'er."

Facing the furious Cao Guofeng, Gao Jianli laughed and said: "You are really ignorant. Don't you know who Long Chen is? You have always heard of Lingxiao Academy. The youngest dean in the history of Lingxiao Academy, in

It’s not even a thing in front of you, it’s amazing, it’s really amazing.”

When Cao Guofeng said the four words "Lingxiao Academy", the young people present could not feel it, but the strong men of the older generation were all moved by it.

When they looked at Long Chen again, their eyes changed. The older they were, the more knowledgeable they were, the more they could understand what those four words meant.

When he heard about Lingxiao Academy, Cao Guofeng was also surprised, but he forced himself to calm down and said:

"A declining academy has already become a legend. Letting such an arrogant and domineering boy become the dean only shows that Lingxiao Academy is no longer the Lingxiao Academy it once was.

No matter what, today Qing'er killed the youngest dean in the history of Lingxiao Academy, which can be regarded as an important addition to his record."

At this time, Mo Nian finally couldn't help it anymore and interjected: "You're still very colorful? Pull him down, your stupid kid will be beaten to pieces in no time, and he will kneel down and beg for mercy.

To be honest, if you don’t get the shit out of me, I’ll count him holding you tight, just don’t cry later.”

"Where in the hell are you a bastard? How can you speak here?" Cao Guofeng shouted angrily when he saw Mo Nian, a disciple of the Divine Realm, speaking rudely to him.

Mo Nian curled his lips and said: "Tsk, you are a loudmouthed person, but you can still yell at me here, so why don't you have the right to speak to me?"

"you wanna die"

These three words spewed out of Cao Guofeng's mouth, like three thunderbolts on a clear day, causing the whole arena to flicker in and out of light, and a murderous aura swept across the entire arena.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone in the face when you hit someone, don't expose someone's shortcomings when answering a conversation, Mo Nian was trying to expose Cao Guofeng's scars to death, and Cao Guofeng was about to go crazy in an instant.

"Master Cao, if you continue to make loud noises, interfere with others watching the battle, and ignore the rules of the Nebula Arena, I will have no choice but to teleport you out." At this moment, an old and mechanical voice came.

That voice was the voice of the Nebula Arena Weapon Spirit. This voice had warned Mo Nian not to gamble and make noise before. Now, it appeared again.

Upon hearing the warning from the Xingyun Arena, Cao Guofeng was so angry that he was shaking all over and his hair stood on end. He was really worried that he would explode with anger.

At this time, Mo Nian stretched out a finger, put it to his mouth, made a silent gesture, and whispered with a wicked smile:

"Shh, did you hear that? You can't fart loudly, otherwise you will be thrown out as garbage. I advise you, if you fart now, you have to hold it in."

Mo Nian's appearance was as irritating as it was. Cao Guofeng was so angry that he couldn't stop trembling. He secretly swore in his heart that when the competition in the ring was over, he would peel off this guy's muscles, bruise his bones and spread ashes. At this time, in his heart

, Mo Nian is more hateful than Long Chen.

But he also understood that when it was his turn to argue, he was no match for Mo Nian, so he could only grit his teeth and sit back in his seat.

When the master of the Huangquan Pavilion looked at Long Chen, his eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed to be deep in thought, while the master of the Tianxin Palace was unmoved and seemed not to be interested in the words "Lingxiao Academy".

After the scene calmed down, everyone's eyes focused on the ring. Long Chen and Cao Shaoqing on the ring were separated by a barrier and did not know what was happening on the viewing platform.

The two of them still moved forward steadily, the pressure of the arena became stronger and stronger, and the pace of the two of them became faster and faster. In the end, the two of them were like two shooting stars, galloping forward.

"Iron-blooded Holy Glory, bloody sea of ​​​​crocodiles."

Cao Shaoqing shouted angrily, and blood filled the air behind him. A strange phenomenon opened up, and an endless sea of ​​blood surged. In the sea of ​​blood, a huge figure could be faintly seen.

When Cao Shaoqing's vision was opened, his energy and blood were ignited in an instant, and the demonic runes that were originally pressing on him were instantly bounced away and quickly pressed towards Long Chen.

"Oh my god, under the pressure of the Demon Saint, the vision was directly opened," Lu Ziqiong saw this scene and immediately covered her mouth in shock.

She knew how severely the vision was suppressed by the violent demonic power. At that time, she and Hu Yifei fought against the demonic power bit by bit, allowing the vision to expand inch by inch.

But Cao Shaoqing actually withstood the pressure and pushed the vision away. In this way, the pressure of the entire arena fell towards Long Chen.

"die"

Cao Shaoqing didn't give Long Chen a chance to breathe at all. After the vision was opened, he immediately took action and punched out, chasing the demonic energy billowing in front of him, and went straight towards Long Chen.

Cao Shaoqing's fists were covered with spikes, and the sharp energy came from the air. Even outside the court, you could feel its sharpness.

At that moment, Yutong Yufei was so scared that she covered her eyes with her hands, while Lu Ziqiong and Lu Ziyu clenched their hands.

"Red Dragon Battle Body - Appear!"

Long Chen shouted, followed by a loud roar of dragons that resounded throughout the entire venue. When the rolling demonic air pressed towards Long Chen, the sacred dragon's power soared into the sky and collided with the demonic air.

"boom"

There was a shocking explosion, and the demonic aura in the sky was knocked away by Long Wei. The demonic power in the entire arena disappeared in an instant.

While countless people were stunned, a seven-colored divine ring circulated behind Long Chen. In the divine ring, a giant dragon could be faintly seen swimming, but the dragon was too big, and only a few scales could be seen in the divine ring.

Long Chen's whole body was covered with blood-colored scales, and a blood-colored cloak on his back moved freely in the wind, making Long Chen look like a dragon god descending into the world, proud of the universe.

The power of dragon blood radiated for nine days. At this time, Long Chen was noble, sacred, cold and arrogant. His whole temperament had completely changed, as if he was a different person.

"This is so handsome!"

When Long Chen appeared in this posture, countless female cultivators couldn't help but exclaimed as they watched the battlefield. This visual impact was too great for them.

"It's disgusting that he pretended to be here again!" Looking at Long Chen's gorgeous transformation, Mo Nian gritted his teeth, feeling envious and jealous at the same time.

Long Chen's whole body was covered with blood-colored dragon scales. At that moment, a strange light appeared in Long Chen's eyes. At that moment, he had an epiphany:

"Confidence is the peak. Only when I am confident, my power is invincible."

At this moment, Cao Shaoqing's fist covered with spikes had arrived in front of Long Chen.

"boom"

There was an explosion, and Long Chen didn't dodge. In the horrified eyes of countless people, he punched the opponent's fist.


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