allonlinenovel Something seems off about Chapter 1300.
Something seems off about Chapter 1300.
“If that’s the case, then let me be frank, Junior Sister. Based on my intuition, there’s an 80% chance that Senior Brother Chen will lose this battle.”
"Eighty percent" is already a very tactful statement. Nangong Yun even wanted to say that there was not even a one percent chance of winning. He really didn't know why Senior Brother Chen insisted on causing trouble for Jiang Han.
Wang Yanshi's heart skipped a beat as he listened, and he couldn't help but frown and murmur:
"Eighty percent chance of losing? Why? Junior Brother Chen isn't that weak, is he?"
He really couldn't understand why these people had such a high opinion of Jiang Han. They were clearly enemies, yet they all thought he would win.
Especially this junior sister Nangong, I heard that she had discussed things with Jiang Han for a while before, and she was so afraid of Jiang Han, as if she had been traumatized.
Even though he was an enemy of Chen Zhou, he had to admit that Chen Zhou was a top expert in the second tier among the many geniuses of the Upper Realm.
Especially after he received the inheritance, his strength increased dramatically again. Even when facing Senior Brother Gu head-on, he was able to withstand several moves.
Even knowing about the immortal lineage, these people from the lower realms all believed that Chen Zhou was destined to lose.
Something's not right, this is really not right.
"Senior Brother Wang?"
Those around Wang Yanshi heard his murmurs, turned to see his somewhat solemn expression, and couldn't help but offer their advice:
"Senior Brother Wang, don't be anxious. These people from the lower realms are ignorant and don't know how powerful Senior Brother Chen truly is. Even if Fellow Daoist Jiang has a killer move yet, it's still unknown who will win if both sides go all out."
"That's right. Senior Brother Chen has comprehended the immortal inheritance. He might have some kind of killing move or secret technique that transcends realms. Even if the opponent has some trump card, it will be difficult to withstand the power of the immortals. They will have no choice but to admit defeat on the spot."
"Yes, yes, that's right. We must not be intimidated by them. Before the results are in, anyone could be a winner."
That's a point that's barely acceptable.
But Wang Yanshi still couldn't be happy. If Chen Zhou really won this match, he would be completely inferior to his opponent from now on, and he would probably never be able to turn things around in his life.
For a moment, his thoughts were extremely complicated. He wanted his side to defeat Jiang Han once, but he was also afraid that if Chen Zhou won, he would never be able to turn the tide again.
Honestly, since no one can place bets, let's just leave it to fate.
Of course, he would also like it if both of them lost, resulting in a lose-lose situation.
"..."
outside the city.
The two sides unleashed their power, colliding with the sky. The black sword intent and the white light were clearly distinct, clashing against each other and causing the black and white light to explode continuously, producing a series of booming sounds.
As the loud crashes grew more frequent, Chen Zhou's expression became serious.
Although they haven't actually started fighting yet, the sheer force of their current aura is enough to give a rough idea of about 60% of their strength.
The fact that the opponent, with only the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, could hold his own against his own aura without showing any signs of weakening was enough to prove that his strength was no less than his own.
"Can someone in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm possess the aura of a mid-stage Nascent Soul realm cultivator, even though they are of a higher level?"
A glint of light flashed in Chen Zhou's eyes as he finally began to seriously examine the other person.
There are countless geniuses in this world, so it's not surprising that an exceptionally talented person occasionally appears.
But the extraordinary abilities of this kid in front of him were a bit too outrageous, even more so than his immortal lineage.
In less than five years, he reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and he was still able to contend with him for so long despite his hundreds of years of cultivation.
That's good, really good. He even started to admire the other person.
Only such an enemy could be qualified as his first opponent after he received the inheritance.
While he doesn't like to take the initiative to crush geniuses, since the other party has offered themselves up, there's no reason to let them be arrogant.
He would be happy for a long time to be able to trample such a genius under his feet.
Excitement gradually intensified in Chen Zhou's eyes. He raised his right hand, and his aura suddenly surged, forcing back the black sword intent while summoning a golden honeycomb that floated above his head.
As soon as the beehive appeared, it emitted a golden ripple that spread outwards, followed by a dense shower of light that scattered in all directions, like countless tiny meteors falling into the void behind.
As the light fell, it rapidly grew larger, transforming in the blink of an eye into puppets of varying sizes that crashed into the void. They crowded together in one place, surging like a sea of puppets that occupied the vast sky.
Although there were many puppets, they were quite different from those Jiang Han had encountered before. These puppets were connected to each other through tiny strands of divine consciousness, their auras intertwined, and they seemed to be a whole.
Chen Zhou raised his right hand, releasing a beam of white light that connected to the golden honeycomb, and said with a smile:
"Jiang Han, if you can withstand the attack of my 30,000 puppets, you will be qualified to witness my true power."
"I hope you can hold on a little longer and not let me down."
His voice was loud enough to carry throughout the city, eliciting gasps of amazement and shouts of surprise.
The Lingfu Palace also specializes in puppetry. The disciples immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of Chen Zhou's puppets. Their breathing became rapid, and they stared wide-eyed at the sea of puppets, marveling at how he had done it.
Chen Zhou was quite pleased with these exclamations and exclamations, and even squinted his eyes slightly in enjoyment.
The next moment, the light in his hand surged, and as the hive shook, the 30,000 puppets behind him shouted at the same time, and a ball of colorful spiritual light emerged from the top of each of their heads, converging in the sky and faintly condensing into a puppet phantom that was ten thousand feet tall!
The phantom seemed real; as soon as it appeared, it roared to the sky, its aura booming outwards, causing the sky and earth to tremble.
Upon seeing this, the disciples shouted even louder, yelling about the "Army of the Mecha Immortals," their excitement almost breaking their voices.
Simultaneously controlling 30,000 puppets is simply beyond human capability. Senior Brother Chen Zhou truly lives up to his reputation as a prodigy of the upper sect; his strength is truly terrifying.
This terrifying divine sense technique alone is probably no weaker than that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
Only at this moment did they finally understand why their senior brother Chen Zhou dared to challenge Jiang Han, who had already reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, with his mere peak mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation.
It turns out that Senior Brother Chen really does have some hidden skills. With just this puppet technique, he is enough to exchange a few blows with Jiang Han.
As for what happens after a few moves, he'll still lose if he's destined to lose.
You should know that the prodigy who specializes in thunder magic and swordsmanship is least afraid of human wave tactics.
One person or ten thousand people are no different in his eyes; it's just a matter of a few more or fewer sword strikes.
Chen Zhou basked in the praise from below, ignoring the dissenting voices.
He naturally knew that Jiang Han was not afraid of large-scale battles, but his puppet army was not comparable to ordinary puppets. If he treated it as an ordinary puppet, he would suffer a great loss.
He was secretly anticipating Jiang Han's expression after he suffered a loss, but when he looked up and saw the other person, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He had clearly demonstrated his strength; his ability to easily command 30,000 puppets and his secret technique to unite the puppet army into one force were enough to make people tremble with fear and extremely cautious of him.
But the young swordsman in the distance was not moved in the slightest, and simply allowed him to show his strength.
Moreover, the other party's gaze was strange. It didn't seem like he was looking at an enemy that had gathered a large army, but rather he was looking at them with a sense of appreciation. To put it more precisely, it was as if he had seen a series of opportunities.
What does that mean? What's with that look in his eyes?!
Chen Zhou felt a vague unease, even a bit angry. This was his puppet, his own! How dare that kid look at his puppet like that?