Dragon Martial Emperor Chapter 47 – Intoxicated hell (Part 2)

Chapter 47 Intoxicated h.e.l.l (Part 2)

However, regarding this thing about sensing the fear of death, Long Yu already had profound experiences like these, being the strongest hitman in his previous life, he had faced hundreds of thousands of times life and death experiences which had already made him accustomed to life and death scenarios!

Long before the awakening of ‘Nine hidden Dragon Mark’, Long Yu remembered that even when those belonging to the tribe of “descendants of the dragon” wanted to comprehend the ‘Nine hidden Dragon Fist’, then they must go out for a long time to have innumerable life and death experiences, then only they were able to successfully reach the Da Cheng level of this move.

But now, all kinds of past experiences helped Long Yu in progressing rapidly in his practice of ‘Intoxicated h.e.l.l’.

After four days, he reached the Da Cheng level of ‘Intoxicated h.e.l.l’.

Now, Long Yu’s random fist could even melt the road to h.e.l.l, making ‘Nine hidden Dragon breath’ to envelop the opponent, and ultimately, it could frighten the opponent by inducing extreme fear in their mind.

In addition to that, his fist would have the strength of fierce horses that even a Wudao ninth level master like Feng Yun would absolutely be unable to resist.

“However, this ‘Nine hidden Dragon Fist’ is now my strongest trump card, a last resort, it is better not to show it in front of other people unless it’s essential.”

Long Yu fully realized the hidden strength of ‘Nine hidden Dragon Fist’, if not absolutely necessary to use it, he would never use it in front of anyone.

Who would use an axe to kill a chicken?

By this time, the seven days time, as agreed before, had finally crossed.

“It’s time to challenge the core disciple of 108th rank”

Long Yu got up and went out of the bamboo room.

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Zhentian Sect, Resorting to violence field.

Resorting to violence field was the fighting place for the disciples. Moreover, it was also the place where fighting was held between a challenger disciple and a core disciple in order to qualify for the ranks of a core disciple.

Generally, resorting to violence field wouldn’t have a lot of people, because of its remoteness. It was situated in the second highest mountain peak of Zhentian Sect, and it needed a lot of effort for common people to climb it up. Today, however, the field of resorting to violence was crowded, as much as thousands of disciples of Zhentian Sect came here to watch the fights.

Because today, in the resorting to violence field, a total of three people were to challenge the core disciples, and one of them, had challenged Feng Yun, a core disciple of 10th rank.

The top ten rankings of core disciples had not changed for the last six months, this time, could the challenger succeed?

In addition, Long Yu and Ling Han challenged 108th and 107th core disciples, and it had also captured the attention of many people.

Of course, regarding Long Yu, many people came to laugh at him, but as far as Ling Han was concerned, many people had high expectations from him.

After all, Ling Han was like the prestige of the inner disciples, unlike Long Yu, who had gained a notorious reputation in the sect in such a short time.

In front of everyone, as the spectators had antic.i.p.ated, a solemn man dressed in white, paced through the entrance of the resorting to violence field.

“Yang Tiancuo, ranked 13th core disciple, he is here!”

“Sure enough, Yang Tiancuo wants to challenge ranked 10th core disciple, Feng Yun!”

“He has stayed at the 13th rank for nearly a year, perhaps by challenging Feng Yun, he may succeed in stepping into the top 10 core disciples.”

“That is but actually uncertain, because earlier, Feng Yun was at Wudao eighth layer and was still able to become a core disciple of 10th rank. Now he has stepped into the Wudao ninth layer, and his true strength can rival the top five core disciples.”

“You misjudge the top five core disciples. The top five core disciples have already congealed the Zhenling, so a Wudao ninth layer master like Feng Yun is no match for them.”

Resorting to violence field was filled with voices, everyone was discussing about the upcoming fights!

However, that white robed solemn man, Yang Tiancuo, who entered the resorting to violence field, didn’t hear the voices of the people, just maintained his walking pace, and calmly walked towards the centre of the field.

After arriving in the centre, he looked up and said.

“Feng Yun, I have arrived.”

There was a hint of indifference in the voice of Yang Tiancuo.

“Ha ha ha ha!”

A haughty laughter arrived from the top of the stand, and along with this laughter, a man dressed in white, lightly walked towards the center of the resorting to violence field.

This man, although was laughing, but his personal appearance was actually incomparably light, like an elegant gentleman, without a single tinct of disgust around him.

He was Feng Yun.

Since Feng Yun was blasted away like a ball by Long Yu ball near the entrance of the Martial Court after being attacked by ‘Nine hidden Dragon qi’, and due to that, he suffered internal injuries and had to rest for two months to recover completely.

And this time, he had already entered the Wudao ninth layer, so his strength also reached the next level.

“Waste Long Yu, I will definitely cut you into pieces.”

Remember the pain he had to experience for the last two months, Feng Yun developed a deep hatred for Long Yu, but on the surface, he didn’t show his anger, instead smiled slightly, it could be said that his performance was very elegant.

Feng Yun wanted to cut Long Yu to pieces, but at that moment, he and Ling Han were together and sitting in a corner of the resorting to violence field to watch the fight.

“Core disciple rank tenth, Feng Yun, it’s usually difficult to get to see him like this.”

Ling Han squinted and said while looking at Feng Yun across the field.

“It seems he has really stepped into the Wudao ninth layer, there is major change in his strength.”

Long Yu nodded and said.

If Feng Yu was still at the same strength that he had at the time of the fight near the entrance to Martial Court, then Long Yu was sure that Feng Yun would not be his opponent right now.

But, now that Feng Yun entered the Wudao ninth layer, he was definitely much stronger than before.

Yang Tiancuo and Feng Yun, both clad in white clothes, the former looked solemn and the latter looked refined, making quite a striking contrast.

One was the core disciple of 13th rank and other was the core disciple of 10th rank. The long-awaited collision between two strong disciples was soon going to begin!