He Dianrong is known as "the iron wall and the humanoid chariot". He has been in the world for more than a hundred years, but he has never been afraid of anyone. Even in the era of king-level dominance a hundred years ago, he still stood firm and became a king-level survivor after the war.
How can a very small number of Eastern kings achieve this without considerable strength?
Although Ye Chen was able to shoot down supersonic fighter jets, he knew very well that it was because of surprise. Although he admired him, he was not afraid of it. Back then, he alone had defeated the Western invaders with his weak body.
The ship's powerful cannon can push fifteen ocean-going ships in a row, which is no less impressive than Ye Chen.
Ye Chen, a rising star, wanted to exclude him from the secrets, which was undoubtedly a challenge to his centuries-old king-level majesty.
Although Ye Chen is the only one on the current king list, he is just a rising star. He is a junior among juniors. How can he give in?
"A battle in this desert?"
Ye Chen glanced at the endless yellow sand around him and suddenly grinned.
"Why not?"
After he finished speaking, there was no more nonsense. He raised his palm and punched out.
Suddenly, there were flying sand and rocks, and the sky and the earth were completely pale!
Ye Chen raised his hand and punched out, and the power was immediately condensed. Like a violent storm, it was released mercilessly from the center of his fist.
"boom!"
In the strong wind, there was an unusual roar, and everyone felt the strong wind in front of them. A sunken fist mark visible to the naked eye appeared directly in front of Dian Rong, as if something was separating them from Dian Rong.
A world opened up.
Dian Rong's eyes changed slightly, and there was a hint of shock and disbelief between his brows. He did not expect that Ye Chen would actually take action against him, and so simply.
The punch in front of him was so powerful that it split the sky. The powerful force did not make him retreat even a little bit. After being slightly shocked, he raised his hand and punched out.
There was nothing fancy about this punch, it was purely punched out with physical strength. With just one punch, the space in front of him was pressed into a vacuum by the powerful energy, and the two punches collided and exploded in front of him.
, like a missile detonating, powerful wind currents stirred up in all directions, and the surrounding yellow sand filled the sky and rolled up high.
Once, in the Holy City Church of Yelen, Nilvodos, the newly promoted king, received a punch from Ye Chen and was knocked back dozens of feet. But now, Dian Rong did not take even a step back and pushed Ye Chen back.
Chen took all the punches.
With just a few gestures, the gap between him and Neil Wardos is obvious. This is the absolute gap between the century-old king level and the newly promoted king level. They cannot be compared on the same level at all.
Qin Dongxue, Huang Hanyu and others only felt that the surrounding area was filled with powerful wind, and their eyes were almost blinded by the violent wind and sand, but this did not prevent them from feeling the powerful power possessed by Ye Chen and Dian Rong.
Qin Dongxue's beautiful eyes were shocked. Ye Chen saved her from thousands of miles of yellow sand. She was grateful, but in her eyes, she just regarded Ye Chen as a passerby who happened to meet him, at most a young man with good looks.
But she never thought that at this moment, Ye Chen was going head-to-head with the old master of the Armored Sect who could not even talk to Huang Hanyu, and controlled a huge amount of power, which made her unable to recover for a while.
Dianrong raised his hand to receive Ye Chen's punch, his expression was hunting and his eyes were serious.
"Ye Lingtian, you are too arrogant!"
His expression was gloomy. He was the dignified old patriarch of the Armored Sect. He was the former commander-in-chief of the Qing Dynasty and guarded the royal family. He was an Eastern king who once frightened the strong men in the West.
But Ye Chen was merciless and even took action brazenly. This was tantamount to declaring war on him, the pinnacle powerhouse in the East.
It has been more than a hundred years since he felt what it means to fight with others. Throughout the East and the West, there are very few people who dare to fight with him, but Ye Chen is the first person he has encountered in a hundred years.
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"I said, anyone who touches the oasis will be killed!"
"And I also want to know what is different about you, a century-old king!"
Ye Chen's voice was indifferent, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of fiery fighting spirit, which made De Dianrong stunned.
"Ye Lingtian, you and I are both powerful Chinese people, both at the king level in the East. Logically speaking, you and I should share the same enemy and be united in dealing with the outside world, and make a contribution to the future decisive battle between the kings in the East and the West, instead of fighting each other here!
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"In this secret secret of the Western Gods, the current king-level known to us is just you and me. We can enter it at the same time, each get what we need, and improve our own cultivation. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
"Why do you insist on fighting me in this Middle Eastern desert?"
If it were him a hundred years ago, no matter who Ye Chen was or what his identity was, Dian Rong would never waste any nonsense and fight Ye Chen to the end.
After a hundred years of accumulation and the baptism of the king-level battle, he is no longer the royal fool who only knows how to fight hard. He knows what is most important now, so he will not easily start a war with a tough opponent.
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Moreover, he and Ye Chen are both powerful Chinese players, and both are in the Eastern camp. Because a Western god is secretly hidden, he really can't think of a reason to fight Ye Chen.
Ye Chen remained unmoved and just took a step forward.
"It's okay not to take action. Take your armored men and those from the Treasure Island and leave as soon as possible!"
"This sacred secret of the gods belongs to me!"
Ye Chen's words, if placed in any movie, would definitely be the words of the most domineering villain, but at this moment, he showed no fluctuations, and there was only indifference in his eyes.
This is the world of power, where the strong are respected. Only those with strong fists can have enough say!
And Ye Chen not only has power, but also has the determination to use power. Even if a century-old king wants to get his hands on what he likes, he will not give in at all.
"Ye Lingtian, do you really want to be my enemy?"
Dian Rong's expression has completely sunk. He has been trying to persuade him with good words before, but Ye Chen is still unmoved. He, a century-old king, has also raised three points of anger. The bronze color on his body flows slightly, and his muscles swell out of thin air.
Made a circle.
"Ye Lingtian, since you insist on doing this, let's make a bet!"
"When you and I fight, there is no need to fight to the death, just click and stop!"
His words fell to the ground, and then he moved one hand behind him, and a straight line came into view. He stood twenty meters in front of the straight line, facing Ye Chen head-on.
"Ye Lingtian, since you want to monopolize the treasure, I will give you a chance!"
"I'm standing in this position. As long as you can shake me and get me out of the straight line, even if you win, I will never get involved in this secret of the gods. I can even stay here to guard you and prevent others from entering.
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"If you can't do it, how about you lose, the conditions are the same?"
He looked directly at Ye Chen, with his palms spread out, waiting for Ye Chen's answer.
"Bet?" Ye Chen grinned when he heard this.
"Since you want to bet, I will bet with you to the end!"
"If I can't push you back to that straight line, this divine secret, I will never step even half a step into it!"
Feng Mofeng, Qi Tianyuan and others around them all gasped with horrified expressions.
These two top beings in the world were actually fighting in this thousands of miles of yellow sand. At this moment, no one was breathing smoothly, and they both felt that the atmosphere was stagnant and could freeze at any time.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen slowly raised his hand, his slender and white cheeks slightly opened, and then clenched into a fist.
"Since it is a bet, there should be rules and boundaries!"
"I only throw one punch. If I can't tell the winner after one punch, I will turn around and leave!"
After Ye Chen finished speaking, a circle of blue light emerged from his fist. On his body, the sound of snapping joints like beans spread, and the vitality of the surrounding world surged and rioted, all gathering around him.