Chapter 146: Strike When and Where They Least Expect It (1)

As Jin Peng walked step by step into the field, the originally deathly and desperate atmosphere of the Jin Family camp underwent a miraculous reversal.

"It’s Jin Peng! He’s taking action!"

"Hahaha! Your death is at hand!"

"Jin Peng is a true monstrous talent secretly nurtured by our Jin Family, with a Great Power Realm Cultivation and a Grade Nine Golden-Winged Roc Bloodline! What does that Chen Chuan have to block him?"

"You Chen Family trash who were shouting so happily just now, get ready to collect your Genius’s corpse!"

The faces of the Jin Family Disciples and Elders glowed once more with a sinister smile that mixed the pleasure of revenge with absolute confidence.

They were incomparably clear about Jin Peng’s true strength; he was a terrifying existence capable of sweeping away his peers.

To deal with a Chen Chuan who had just shown amazing potential, in their view, was more than enough.

In stark contrast to the Jin Family’s fanaticism, the expressions of the Chen Family’s high-level members suddenly froze.

The faces of Chen Xiao and several well-informed Elders changed drastically the moment Jin Peng’s Aura was fully released.

"First Level of the Great Power Realm!"

An Elder cried out in shock, his voice filled with disbelief.

"The Jin Family actually hid him so deeply; no wonder they dared to propose that the juniors’ competition decide the ownership." Another Elder’s face turned ashen.

Chen Xiao’s pupils constricted, and alarm bells rang in his heart as a strong sense of unease bit at his mind like a venomous snake.

The nerves he had relaxed due to Chen Chuan’s consecutive victories instantly tightened to the limit.

The Great Power Realm and Half-Step Great Power seemed only half a step apart, but in reality, it was the gap between immortal and mortal, a leap in the level of life.

However, the lower-level Chen Family Disciples did not immediately perceive the absolute gap in Realms at first.

Still immersed in ecstasy and seeing that the Jin Family had sent out another person, they all began to clamor:

"Senior Brother Chen Chuan, destroy another one and make them give up completely."

"Right! Kill him! Let the Jin Family know that in the face of a true Genius, human wave tactics are useless."

"What Jin Peng or Yin Peng? In front of Senior Brother Chen Chuan, they’re all just dead birds."

Hearing these ignorant clamors, for the first time, an expression other than coldness appeared on Jin Peng’s face.

It was one of extreme contempt and mockery.

He stopped walking and did not immediately look at Chen Chuan, but instead turned toward the shouting Chen Family Disciples.

He raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and crooked it lightly at them in a highly insulting and provocative gesture.

"The noise of ants is always so nauseating."

"Your hope will soon be completely crushed. Today, I will let you Chen Family people experience what true despair is."

His voice was not high, yet it clearly reached everyone’s ears, carrying a high-and-mighty indifference.

Only after speaking did he turn his gaze back to Chen Chuan, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying, bone-chillingly cold:

"To be able to die by my, Jin Peng’s, hand is your honor. I will tear you apart with my own hands and use your blood to wash away the Jin Family’s shame."

Faced with Jin Peng’s overwhelming Aura and cold killing intent, Chen Chuan’s face remained calm.

Under his Eye of Wisdom, all of Jin Peng’s information was almost completely exposed.

But Chen Chuan was a cheater.

"Want to kill me?" Chen Chuan spoke slowly, his voice flat but carrying an unquestionable firmness: "I’m afraid the person who dies here today will be you."

Hearing this, Jin Peng did not get angry but laughed instead, though the laughter was filled with cold killing intent:

"Interesting. It’s been a long time since I’ve met a Half-Step Great Power who dares to speak to me like this."

"I admire your courage, but unfortunately, the courage of the ignorant often only accelerates their death."

Boom!

He said no more; the Golden Peng Art circulated, and his Great Power Realm Spiritual Power surged turbulently, far beyond what Bloodline Power could compare to.

A more dazzling and eye-catching golden light erupted around him, and the phantom of the Golden-Winged Roc behind him almost solidified, its wings spreading out to cover the sky and sun, emitting a terrifying Aura that seemed to tear the heavens apart.

With a move of his body, his speed was more than just a level faster than the previous Jin Wu.

As if truly transforming into a Golden Peng, he tore through the air, creating sharp sonic booms as he lunged straight for Chen Chuan.

"Great Power Realm! He’s in the Great Power Realm!"

"How is that possible? How could the Jin Family’s younger generation have someone in the Great Power Realm?"

"It’s over! Chen Chuan is only at the First Level of the Half-Step Great Power Realm!"

"Surrender quickly! Chen Chuan, surrender now! Don’t fight!"

The moment Jin Peng fully displayed his Great Power Realm Cultivation, the cheers of the Chen Family Disciples came to an abrupt halt, replaced by boundless terror and panic.

The ecstasy on their faces instantly froze and turned pale.

The absolute chasm between Realms was like a bucket of ice water, dousing all their enthusiasm and leaving only bone-chilling cold and deep worry.

At this moment, they only hoped Chen Chuan would not try to be brave and would immediately surrender; saving his life was the most important thing.

Seeing the Chen Family Disciples’ faces turn pale and their panicked cries,

The Jin Family Disciples immediately erupted into even more arrogant mockery and humiliation:

"Keep shouting! Weren’t you shouting very happily just now? Why have you stopped?"

"Now you know fear? Too late!"

"Surrender? In your dreams! Once Jin Peng acts, Chen Chuan is doomed to die; he won’t even have a chance to surrender."

"This is the consequence of opposing my Jin Family."

Jin Wushang was even more smug, a cruel and pleased smile on his face.

He looked at the ashen-faced Chen Xiao and said sarcastically:

"Brother Chen Xiao, it seems the rising star of hope for your Chen Family is about to fall."

"I wonder what Brother Chen Xiao’s mood is like at this moment?"

Chen Xiao’s tightly clenched fists had white knuckles.

He didn’t pay any attention to Jin Wushang’s mockery at all; his entire mind was focused on Chen Chuan in the field, sensing Jin Peng’s sharp and matchless offensive.

He could no longer hold back and shouted urgently, "Chen Chuan! Surrender this battle! Retreat quickly! Your life is what matters!"

Hearing Chen Xiao tell Chen Chuan to surrender, Jin Wushang immediately interrupted harshly:

"Surrender? Fat chance! Since the match has begun, life and death are up to fate! Chen Chuan must die today!"

In the field, facing Jin Peng’s lightning-fast and thunderous pounce, Chen Chuan’s eyes were as sharp as knives.

The Nine Revolutions Battle Scripture within him circulated frantically, and his purple-gold Bloodline Power blended with the strength of the Chaos Divine Body, erupting with amazing potential.

"I don’t have the habit of surrendering without a fight!"

Before his voice had even faded, purple-gold dragon scales instantly covered his body, and a majestic dragon pressure surged, actually managing to withstand the pressure of the Great Power Realm.

With profound footwork, his figure moved like a dragon; he actually chose not to clash head-on with Jin Peng.

Instead, he relied on the powerful Physical Body brought by the Chaos Divine Body and the Eye of Wisdom to predict attacks and maneuver around him.

Dong!

Boom!

Bang!

In the field, golden light and purple-gold light once again collided and intertwined frantically.

Jin Peng’s attacks were like a violent storm; golden claw shadows, palm winds, and leg whips tore through the sky.

Containing the terrifying destructive power of Great Power Realm Spiritual Power, they tore deep gullies into the ground.

Chen Chuan pushed his movement technique to the limit, dodging and parrying in the blink of an eye.