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At this moment, Chu Chen seemed to not have felt anything at all when he saw all these shocked expressions. His mind was completely clear as he gently recited: "Soul Refinement Essence!" Strands of soul force slowly spread out at this moment, transforming into densely packed threads in the void that spread out in the distance. All of Yue Yang's attacks were blocked by Chu Chen and they were all controlled within his mind, even his speed seemed to have slowed down.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing that Chu Chen was not dodging, Yue Chuan's eyes revealed a look of madness, and he fiercely threw a punch forward. As long as he got hit, he would win honor for young master Zhou, and his mission would be completed.

All of Yue Chuan's attacks, were completely under Chu Chen's control. At this moment, he slowly moved away, and quickly dodged.

"How is this possible?" Yue Chuan was astonished.

Not only him, the crowd was stirred once again, because he, Chu Chen, had closed his eyes to dodge the attack. But that was something that only Spiritual Martial Stage practitioners would have.

Having it didn't mean one could use it as one wished. Most people's soul force was extremely weak and could only increase their senses by six times. It was impossible for them to close their eyes and face the enemy.

What was strange was that, how did Chu Chen, a warrior at the ninth level of the Bloody Martial Stage, do it?

"I don't believe I won't be able to kill you." Yue Chuan was already panicking a little. Chu Chen's strange method was something he could not think of, something he had never seen before.

"Soul force." Chu Chen muttered as he controlled a bit of his soul force to rush over. At the same time, his soul force exploded out as well, and the two of them fused together as an astonishing amount of energy swiftly emerged.

Yue Yang had yet to make contact with Chu Chen, but he was sent flying with a loud bang, crashing into the stage. His eyes were filled with shock, and seeing that Chu Chen did not make a move, he could only watch as a powerful force suddenly appeared and sent him flying again.

"This brat, what kind of tricks is he trying to play? No, impossible. If one could not attain Spiritual Martial Stage at this age, Yue Chuan would immediately reject it.

"As expected!" Chu Chen's face revealed a hint of joy. In ten days of time, he had used all of his time to cultivate the Soul Arts, refining his soul to the point of perfection, and was able to control every single thread. Just now, he suddenly thought that the Thunderbolt Explosion's fusion of all of his soul force would produce a terrifying destructive force.

The facts proved that his deduction was right. Although it was not as powerful as his strongest trump card, its lethality was not bad. The main reason was that he could attack the enemy without making a sound, unless he prepared himself in advance.

It was precisely because of this that Yue Chuan did not sense it, and even more so, did not expect that Chu Chen would use his soul force to attack, so he was sent flying.

"Soul Art?" The small old man beside Bai Yuhan asked in shock.

"What?" Bai Yuhan was also surprised, "Elder Tong, you said that he knows a soul technique?"

"Yes, just like you, I know Soul Arts." Elder Tong nodded. It could be seen that astonishment was written all over his face.

In the entire Free City, in the younger generation, only Bai Yuhan knew how to use a soul technique. As a result, his talent was extremely high, and he could learn any martial skill or cultivation technique faster than ordinary people, which was why he had his current cultivation level.

Yet, this nameless youngster in front of him was able to use a soul technique as well. It was truly astonishing.

"Not only can he use a soul technique, his strength is terrifying. It seems …"

"Elder Tong, you're talking about him?" Bai Yuhan had already thought of something, but he just could not believe it.

"It seems like he has the same strength as you. However, I can't be sure. After all, it's too shocking." Although he couldn't be sure, it was enough to prove that this martial artist called Chu Chen was definitely not simple.

Bai Yuhan really believed in Elder Tong's perspective. This person was invited over by his father to specially assist him in his cultivation, his own status was extremely high, and he was well-informed. Since he said this, he must have some confidence.

"If the academy were to find out about the nine Martial Vein, they would definitely recruit them without restraint …" She did not feel disappointed because there were people like her, who were also nine Martial Vein. Instead, she felt a sense of anticipation, because there were too few warriors who could enter her eyes. Now that there was one, it actually aroused her fighting spirit.

At this moment, the battle on the stage had already reached its climax, and Yuchuan was sent flying in succession. He felt as if he was being toyed with, and his killing intent surged, as a spear nine feet eight inches long, three meters long appeared in his hand. It was like a long spear, but it had an even greater lethality than a long spear.

As a soldier of the battlefield, it was reasonable to use a spear, especially when sitting on a fierce horse. With a spear in hand, one could display an enormous amount of power, sweeping out in a circle and splattering blood everywhere.

"Kill!"

Yue Chuan shouted loudly, and the spear in his hands danced as he thrusted it through the air. It was simple and violent, without any excessive fancy tricks. It was neat and efficient, only for the sake of killing people.

The spearhead was forged with hard black iron and was suffused with a cold glow that seeped out dark red color. These were all dried blood and the shaft of the spear was forged with extremely flexible Black Dragon Wood.

Without a doubt, this was a true spear of murder.

Shua! Chu Chen pulled out the sharp sword from his back, a cold light suddenly flashed, and in his eyes, a bright light like a star flashed. With a kengqiang sound, the cold sword struck the spear tip, producing a trembling metallic sound.

Chu Chen's eyes turned cold, the spirit force in his hands moved secretly, with a chi la sound, the cold sword stuck onto the spear, following the pole and slashing towards his palm, because the sword force was too terrifying, the spear's handle flew all over, all the way until the sword reached the bottom, where the spear broke with a loud bang.

"Puchi!"

Blood sprayed out, and Yue Chuan instantly let out a miserable cry. His palm was sliced off by Chu Chen, and because of the pain, his face twisted.

"Bastard." Zhou Yang growled in anger, his eyes extremely sharp as he looked at Chu Chen. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to win this battle, Yue Chuan was his subordinate, if he was killed, where would his face be?

This gathering of geniuses was orchestrated by him, and everyone knew that his subordinates were all going up. Initially, they had wanted to win in order to curry favor with Bai Yuhan, but now, it seemed like they were all in vain. The anger in their hearts, suddenly flared up, and their sinister gazes towards Chu Chen became denser and denser.

"However, even if you win, you will still be unable to escape your grasp." Zhou Yang thought icily. He had Yu Ta, Liu Rourou and the others. As a threat, he didn't believe that they wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

Just as he was deep in thought, one of his men suddenly walked over and whispered something into Zhou Yang's ear. After hearing his words, Zhou Yang's face was filled with disbelief.

"Are you sure this news is correct? What does this kid have to do with Myriad Treasures Pavilion?"

"Young master, we're completely sure. That group of mercenaries and that woman are all in Myriad Treasures Pavilion right now. Their relationship seems to not be shallow."

"I've been tricked." It turned out that he had the support of Myriad Treasures Pavilion. Now, he could not even rely on his own power to suppress them, and the threats of those hostages were meaningless. No matter how strong the Zhou Family was, he wouldn't dare to provoke them.

This huge trading organization held a very important position in the West Spirit Domain. Even if there were no experts inside, the favors that were spread throughout the various empires, were absolutely a terrifying asset. If there was anything that needed shouting, countless warriors would come out.

Therefore, no matter what, Zhou Yang did not dare to anger the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, as all the capital he had right now was already used up, and the ten Pure Yin girls, without a doubt, were all useless.

"Even if I have the Myriad Treasures Pavilion to protect me, I don't believe that with my strength, I will not be able to suppress you. The battle that belongs to martial artists, Myriad Treasures Pavilion should not participate, right?" This change was too sudden for Zhou Yang, and he had lost his method to deal with Chu Chen in an instant.

This match had become meaningless.

At the same time, the battle on the stage had reached its final moments. The blood-red spear pierced through the void, bringing with it a murderous aura. It was as if countless ghosts were weeping.

"What a strong killing intent. It seems that the number of people who have died by Yue Chuan's hands is definitely a terrifying figure," Chu Chen thought.

His soul force quickly appeared, and his Soul Refinement Realm instantly split into countless small threads. It was impossible to see with the naked eye, but they were all air currents, clearly controlling the trajectory of the lance's attack.

Chu Chen had already experimented on him and was not prepared to delay any further. This attack, was prepared to end with a fatal blow.