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Wu Chen did not make his move, and just waited.

Their mission this time was to amaze everyone, and not to achieve victory like before. That was why they had to perform well, so that the people on the stage would realize the disparity between them and Wu Chen.

If not, if the System did not confirm that the quest was complete, he would not have any good ideas.

"Baji! "Rising Sun Hand!" Seeing that Wu Chen was not moving, Wang Ji took the initiative to attack.

The Rising Sun Hand was also one of the most powerful moves of the Baji, although it was not as powerful as the Salix, but ever since Wang Ji learnt this move, he was not at a disadvantage against ordinary people.

"Eight Trigram Palm, protect!"

Wu Chen did not use teleportation to dodge the attack. He also wanted to try out the potential of modern martial arts.

In addition, they also said that they would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, and that it wouldn't be shocking even if they were to flash about here and there.

"BOOM!" Wang Ji's Rising Sun Hand was blocked by Wu Chen's Eight Trigrams Palm, and was pushed to the side.

At this time, Wu Chen actually had the chance to directly take Wang Ji down the stage, but in order to create a magnificent effect of 110s, he was left on stage.

Wang Ji was pushed to the side, but he did not know what had happened.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Seeing that Wang Ji was unharmed, the other nine people all shouted out, and used various Baji techniques to attack Wu Chen.

"Single-handed!"

"Arm Severing Palm!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Ten people in training clothes were running around Wu Chen. When they made their moves, they were all blocked by Wu Chen.

In fact, if not for Wu Chen's men holding back, these people would have been blasted flying by Wu Chen the moment they came into contact with him.

"However, their talents are indeed not bad. If all ten of them are combined, Zhou Minghui probably won't be able to defend against them." Wu Chen thought in his heart.

Although it was still ten against one, if Zhou Minghui were to come, he was afraid that he would lose to these ten people.

"In other words, after eliminating the problem of the low upper limit of modern martial arts, on average, about 10 modern martial arts cultivators can resist one ancient martial arts cultivator?"

This was only Wu Chen's rough judgement in his heart. In fact, he himself understood that the difference between modern martial arts and ancient martial arts was not something that ten people could make up for.

This was because the ten people on stage were already relatively strong within the Wind Cloud Pavilion, and Zhou Minghui was ranked even further within the circle of the Ancient Martial Arts.

"Tiger climbing the mountain."

Just then, a student of the Wind Cloud Pavilion wanted to lean on Wu Chen's shoulders and use a consummate skill of the Baji.

The ten people on stage could already see that Wu Chen was only passively defending, he did not even have the slightest intention to attack, thus he had performed all sorts of dirty tricks.

They could see that this was an opportunity to train themselves. They could use all sorts of ultimate skills they learned without any burdens, and they did not have to worry about accidental injuries.

However, Wu Chen had figured them out and changed his mind.

"Eight Trigram Palm, attack!"

Wu Chen's defensive posture changed. He caught the student's hands and with a forceful throw, the student was sent flying far away.

"Wow, with such strength, he could actually send a person flying!" When the spectators saw the student screaming as he flew towards them, they hurriedly backed out, afraid that they would be smashed into smithereens.

"Ouch!" Because there was no one to help, the student fell to the ground alone.

It was fortunate that Wu Chen did not throw him too high, otherwise, something might have happened.

Wu Chen's line of sight turned, and another person attacked.

However, when he saw Wu Chen throw a person into the air earlier, he felt fear, so his movements were small. He did not want himself to end up like before.

It was a pity that Wu Chen did not have the mood to play with them anymore.

Wu Chen took a step forward, and with lightning speed, he reached out his hand to grab his wrist. Then, he pulled him to twirl around before he finally threw him out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The man screamed in the air.

Alright, everyone was already mentally prepared. They all rushed forward and caught him in a flurry. The ending was not as tragic as the last time.

However, like this, the other eight people on the field also stopped moving.

Their strength wasn't too far from the previous two, and the result was that the two in front of them were both in such a miserable state.

"Why, your Wind Cloud Pavilion only has this kind of courage. Right now, you don't even dare to go up against one in eight?" Seeing that no one came up for a long time, Wu Chen provoked them.

As a Grandmaster, he would not attack first.

"Who said that? Our Wind Cloud Pavilion is not something you can speculate about!" Wang Ji's face turned red, and once again took the lead to attack.

"Good job!" Wu Chen laughed to himself.

This Wang Ji really could not bear provocation, and casually fell into his trap, treating him as his God party member.

When the others saw this, they also rushed over.

They couldn't let Wang Ji get out of the competition, and then face a situation of seven to one.

Seeing how skilled Wu Chen was, there was no way he could win the battle.

Thinking about this, Wang Ji and the other eight people formed a circle, and attacked together.

Different from the lackeys before, Wang Ji and the rest were all martial practitioners. They knew how to cooperate, and the combat power they displayed far exceeded that of any ordinary person.

"Fortunately, I was prepared." Wu Chen thought.

At this moment, the effect of the footwork skill was evident.

The Eight Trigram Palm could only block two people at most, but teleportation was different. If he dodged to the right, he would be able to dodge all of the attacks on the left.

Wu Chen continuously shifted, and used the Eight Trigram Palm to fight with the others. Anyone who got hit by Wu Chen would be forced to retreat due to his strength, and this gave Wu Chen even more opportunities to do so.

In the end, it was still the effect of overwhelming strength.

Wu Chen's strength was greater than theirs and his speed was faster than theirs. Furthermore, his martial arts footwork was not any weaker than theirs, so how could he lose?

Not long later, two people were knocked to the ground by Wu Chen's palm strike.

Therefore, with only six people on the stage, Wu Chen felt even more relaxed.

Wang Ji, all of you go down. This little friend is Master of Hidden Strength, do you really think you can beat him?!

Just as Wu Chen was about to win, a white bearded elder walked out from the side and spoke to stop him.

"What, such a young Master of Hidden Strength?!" Everyone present seemed to be convinced by the old man, and did not doubt his judgement at all. Instead, they were shocked by Wu Chen's age.

"No wonder you want to fight ten, so it turns out you are Master of Hidden Strength." Hearing the elder say that Wu Chen was Master of Hidden Strength, Wang Ji's face twitched.

The Master of Hidden Strength was the strongest fighting force in modern martial arts, and they were only at the lucidity.

If he were to use his hidden power, let alone ten against one, even a hundred against one, he might not be able to defeat it.

"It's not like I'm using my hidden strength. I'm just using my peak of lucidity to fight with you." After Wu Chen explained his plan, he looked towards the old man who was walking over.

Everyone present believed in the old man, it was obvious that his identity was not simple in Wind Cloud Pavilion, just as Wu Chen was preparing to challenge the old man to finish the mission.