Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 582: Yang Chen Plays

boom!

Accompanied by the crackling sound, the compass shattered directly, and the pieces fell to the ground clangingly, turning into a pile of broken copper and iron. And the golden barrier in front of the prince also exploded with a "bang", turning into countless golden lights and dissipating in front of him.

And just when he stepped into the range of ten meters, the saint's delicate body shook slightly, and the surrounding breath was immediately restrained by her into her body.

"His Royal Highness, congratulations, you have passed the level." The saint said with a slight smile.

"good!"

Hearing this, the Demon Emperor laughed, clapped his hands first and said, "Okay, you are worthy of being my son, and you didn't embarrass me!"

As soon as the words came out, the people around immediately applauded and echoed.

The prince lowered his head.

Looking at the pile of broken copper and iron on the ground, the expression in his eyes was not so excited. It could be said that it was too dangerous just now, if it wasn't for the high-grade magic weapon, he would have been blown away by that terrifying coercion within a distance of less than ten meters!

But luckily...

This magic weapon still persisted for ten meters!

The prince clasped his fists at the crowd and returned to the crowd.

In the next time...

A few more contestants chose to participate in the assessment, but their luck was not as good as the prince's. Four or five people participated in the assessment, and only one passed the test. This kind of probability also made all the people participating in the competition feel a little hopeless in their hearts.

"Next!"

The saint spit out three words.

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, then walked out from the crowd.

He clasped his fists at the Saintess and the Demon Emperor, and said, "I'll be the next one!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately became agitated.

"Yang Chen is about to play!"

"This guy should be the biggest dark horse in this game, right?"

"I don't know if he can pass!"

Everyone whispered, with some expectation in their tone.

The saint glanced at Yang Chen, nodded, without saying anything, and released the breath directly from the body.

Feeling this breath, Yang Chen took a step directly. His speed was very fast, and he had already covered a distance of 20 to 30 meters in almost an instant. And when Yang Chen was about fifty meters away from the saint, that aura became more and more intense!

Yang Chen stopped.

He hesitated for a moment, and released all the spiritual energy in his body.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was a little surprised.

"What does he want to do?"

"Does he want to use his spiritual power to compete with the saint like the prince?"

Hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but shook their heads, mocking. The prince is at the sixth level of Wu Zunjing. Even if he used his spiritual power to compete with the saint, he couldn't last long. In the end, he barely passed with the help of a top-grade magic weapon.

unless……

Yang Chen also has a high-grade magic weapon!

Otherwise, it would be difficult to pass just by relying on spiritual power to contend!

And when everyone was wondering, Yang Chen didn't use those spiritual powers to compete with the saint, but directly covered himself with these spiritual powers. These spiritual powers, like armor, wrapped Yang Chen's body, fully arming him!

"Use the spirit armor to reduce the impact of the blood pressure?" The Demon Emperor frowned and said silently in his heart.

Although this method can reduce the impact a little, the pressure of the bloodline is too strong. This level of defense can hardly resist the pressure of the saint!

And at this moment...

Yang Chen had already approached a distance of thirty meters!

Thirty meters!

The blood coercion has already begun to work!

However, just when everyone thought that Yang Chen was going to be shocked by this coercion, and even the spirit armor was blown to pieces. The other party was calm and relaxed, as if he didn't feel the coercion of this bloodline at all, he walked in front of the saint and walked slowly towards the other party.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath.

Do you even wonder if you are dreaming?

"What's going on? Why didn't he respond at all?"

"Can't he feel the coercion of the blood?"

"Could it be that the saint restrained her coercion on purpose?"

Everyone just felt a little weird.

The demon emperor on the side also felt a little surprised.

Of course the saint didn't take back her coercion, he stood next to the saint, and he could clearly feel the saint's aura! Not only did she not restrain herself at all, but when she saw that Yang Chen looked like a normal person, the saint even increased her coercion and deterrence!

but……

No matter how great the coercion was, Yang Chen's face remained normal.

Take a walk in the courtyard.

Thirty meters!

Twenty-five meters!

Twenty meters!

...

...

As Yang Chen got closer, his expression became more and more relaxed.

It's like taking a walk.

Everyone's faces were as if they had seen a ghost, and their scalps felt numb for a moment.

But how do they know?

Yang Chen is different from them, he is the Stardust Emperor!

Although the saint has the blood of the ninth-grade demon god, Yang Chen has the blood of the emperor in his bones. The saint uses the imperfect blood of the demon god to fight against the perfect blood of the emperor? Isn't this idiot's dream?

In terms of blood power, Yang Chen did not lose to anyone!

He was silent for a moment, snorted, and a strong aura immediately swept out of his body!

Peng!

The huge aura, like the ocean, crushed towards the saint on the opposite side overwhelmingly!

This aura came so suddenly that before the saint could react, she just felt like falling into an ice cellar, and a sense of fear that she had never felt before permeated her whole body. Yang Chen on the opposite side seemed to have suddenly turned into a giant with a height of tens of millions of feet, looking down at her with his head down.

That sense of oppression made the saint's face turn pale.

"ah!"

She exclaimed, the aura around her was directly scattered by Yang Chen.

Self-defeating!

The other party took a few steps back, panting heavily, and looked at Yang Chen in surprise.

What's the matter with this guy?

How could there be such a terrifying coercion in his body suddenly?

This feeling……

It was as if she had just come to the imperial court and stood in front of the statue of the demon god for the first time. The terrible oppressive feeling made her shiver uncontrollably.

And just when the saint was in doubt, Yang Chen smiled slightly and had already walked a few steps. Without any hindrance, they walked directly to the saintess. The distance between the two was only two or three meters!

"Two meters?"

"This guy actually got two meters closer to the saint?"

"What method did he use?"

Everyone took a breath and said in disbelief.

The prince was only ten meters away from the saint, because he used a high-grade magic weapon, but Yang Chen, who didn't use any means, was only about two meters away from the saint?

Yang Chen smiled slightly, cupped his fists at the pale saint, and said:

"Offended, saint."

The saint took a deep breath.

His complexion gradually returned to normal.

"It's okay, it's just an assessment in itself, this is your strength."

"Congratulations, Yang Chen."