Chapter 59: War with Gu Lin!

  "It's a third-tier beast soul." The guard's face was filled with surprise as he carefully examined it again before exclaiming this.

  The sound echoed in the central square, and the scene was a mess, but the gaze towards Yi Chen was not awe, but contempt and disdain.

  "A mediocre person with only a Star Soul Realm dares to be so arrogant? I think he's gone mad!"

  "I heard he used to raise horses at the Western Peace Ranch. I think he's gone mad from raising them. Wanting to fight a Star Soul with a Chen Soul, isn't that just asking for death?" The sarcastic murmurs echoed through the Central Plaza.

  "Brother, this isn't a joke, your Star Soul Realm cultivation is no match for that despicable person." The nearby Jia Xin reminded.

  "Don't worry, I have my own measure." With a faint smile, Yi Chen's right foot stepped out, and he rose into the air from his original position, arriving at the bottom of the arena, where he faced Gu Lin.

  While Yi Chen made this move, Yi Si Qing did not stop him, which caused many people to be surprised, but the contempt in their eyes did not weaken in the slightest.

  "You mediocre person, are you here to ask for a beating? If so, I can fulfill your wish." Gu Lin said with coldness in his eyes.

  Yi Chen's provocative words just now have enraged Gu Lin, and now is a perfect opportunity for revenge.

  "Trashy people talk too much." Yi Chen shrugged and looked at Gu Lin with a light gaze, saying something that made Gu Lin's face sink.

  "I hope you don't lose too badly." Gu Lin sneered, and with a sudden stomp of his foot, he soared into the air, landing elegantly in the center of the arena, beckoning to Yi Chen with a crook of his finger.

  Fearless, Yi Chen smiled calmly and walked slowly to the foot of the stage, then lightly jumped onto the stage.

  "Some people only learn their lesson after hitting a wall. Wanting to skip levels and challenge is simply seeking death." Yi Chen's actions drew many whispers.

  "Can we start now?" Completely ignoring the choice, Yichen turned his head to look at the guard in charge of reading out loud and said this sentence calmly.

  "Some people are determined to die, and it's impossible to stop them." The guard said this in his heart, then announced in a listless tone: "The Dragon General Competition finals have now begun!"

  "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to struggle, come on and try."

  Although he shouted "start", Gu Lin did not take the initiative to attack, but instead said a sentence full of irony.

  Strike first and gain the upper hand. Since the other party is so confident, Yi Chen won't be polite either.

  "Hiss." Without a hint of hesitation, Yi Chen's toes tapped the ground, his body rapidly shooting out, charging towards Gu Lin.

  "Whirlwind Kick."

  When he was still five meters away from Gu Lin, Yi Chen's body suddenly jumped high, his right foot hooked out a perfect arc of force, carrying the power of a thousand pounds, sweeping towards Gu Lin's head.

  "Hmm."

  Gu Lin's eyes flashed with disdain, without using any soul techniques, he simply slightly manipulated his soul power and met Yi Chen with a palm.

  "Peng." The two figures collided with each other, accompanied by a dull thud, followed by an unbelievable and shocking scene.

  "Hmm."

  Under everyone's gaze, Gu Lin, who was originally full of confidence and had the upper hand, was actually kicked back over a dozen steps by Yi Chen!

  "Peng, peng."

  The sound of footsteps echoed, as if a heavy hammer had smashed into the hearts of the crowd, making their eyes wide with shock and their faces filled with incredulity.

  "How is it possible?"

  Finally shedding that force, Gu Lin felt a numbness in his right hand and looked up at Yi Chen with a ferocious gaze.

  "Sorry, I accidentally entered the Realm of the Soul of Chen earlier."

  A faint smile, Yi Chen's hands trembled slightly, and two strands of crimson soul energy seeped out from his body.

  Crimson Soul Power! It's the representative of Zhen Soul Realm. The eyes of everyone in the scene were attracted by Yi Chen's soul power in both hands, and their faces showed horror.

  "He actually relied on a first-class beast soul to cultivate to the Chen Soul Realm? More importantly, how old is he?" The gazes of the cultivators gradually shifted from ridicule and disdain to shock and astonishment.

  "You're hiding it well." Jia Xin looked at Yi Chen with an expressionless gaze, silently uttering these words.

  Er Yisi's eyebrows rose with a hint of a smile, but when he looked at Gu Huo's face, it turned quite ugly.

  "You're only at the initial stage of Zhenhun Realm, while I'm at a higher level. You're not my match." The shock on his face was replaced by a cold smile as Gu Lin spoke.

  Indeed, the opponent was of a higher cultivation level, and Yi Chen's chances of winning were not great. His eyes immediately became serious.

  "Look out!"

  Too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, Yi Chen's waist twisted, his strength concentrated in his arm, and he punched towards Gu Lin with a powerful force.

  "Peng."

  Gu Lin, who already knew Yi Chen's strength, didn't dare to slack off. He circulated his soul power and suddenly exerted force with his arm, throwing a punch that met the attack head-on, producing a muffled sound.

  "Fourth-Rank Lower-Class Soul Skill: Boa Constrictor Fist!"

  Both of them were unscathed, but Yi Chen did not let up, his arm wrapped in crimson soul force, imbued with the power of a mad python, and he charged at Gu Lin once again.

  "Fourth-Rank Lower-Grade Soul Skill — Azure Thunder Palm!"

  Gu Lin's combat experience was extremely rich, and he reacted instantly, his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he transformed his fist into a palm and slapped towards Yi Chen.

  "Boom." A fierce impact sounded, and then Yi Chen and Gu Lin retreated several steps back, fighting to a stalemate.

  "How is this possible? He actually managed to hold his own against a high-level cultivator with just his initial-stage cultivation?" Various shocked gazes converged on Yi Chen's body.

  At first, he practiced at Xiping Horse Ranch for half a year, letting Yi Chen lay down a foundation as solid as a boulder. With the Wujie armor suppressing his soul power, his soul power was even more refined than that of others in the same realm!

  Especially during the Battle of Dead Camp, Yi Chen experienced tens of thousands of battles and can be said to have grown up in battle. How can Gu Lin, a greenhouse flower, compare?

  "You're quite skilled, but with a first-rate beast soul, your soul power reserve is bound to be insufficient. You can't possibly be my opponent." Gu Lin said coldly.

  At this point, Gu Lin's Soul Force surged out from his body and converged on his fist.

  "Hoo-hoo." The sound of soul power surging was like a mournful howl, giving people a feeling of being chilled to the bone.

  "Could it be one of the two ultimate techniques of the Gu family, the Ghostly Fist?" The cultivators all began to discuss and speculate.

  "From such a momentum, it is indeed the Ghost Fist, and Gu Lin has also cultivated the Ghost Fist to the Great Perfection Realm."

  "This time there's a good show to watch, I heard that the Ghost Fist has been cultivated to the Great Completion Realm, and it can have the power of the fifth rank or lower. This time, the young master of the Yi family will surely die." Various cold laughs and gloating voices rang out.

  Yisi Qing sat in his seat, his face showing no change, but a worried look floated between his eyebrows.

  The aura was extremely strong, and Yi Chen's face became even more solemn. He took a deep breath, and a majestic soul power continuously surged out from his body, condensing in the palm of his hand.

  "Rumble." A whirlpool condensed in the center of Yi Chen's palm, and a series of thunderous sounds were emitted, with strong gusts swirling around his body.