Chapter 1470 - 795: Shadows Eclipse the Sun—This Battle Will Forever Mark Martial Arts History!

Chapter 1470: Chapter 795: Shadows Eclipse the Sun—This Battle Will Forever Mark Martial Arts History!

Crack!

"Ahhhhh!"

Wang Lao’s arms were instantly broken, the sound extremely clear.

With seemingly ordinary arms, Meng Chuan effortlessly pressed against his chest.

"Pffff—"

A mouthful of old blood spewed three yards away, and even with Meng Chuan holding back, this old Grandmaster’s chest collapsed three inches and he was thrown far into the sky.

After a long while, he crashed heavily outside the arena marked by Cui Yunyu.

Rumble!

The vast palm force penetrated the old Grandmaster’s body and channeled into the ground, carving a ten-mile-long trench on Dragon Pond Island, with dust swirling and stones flying.

"Damn, this young guy!"

"One move and he’s out... are young people nowadays all this fierce? Or are we just too old..."

"He seemed to only use the strength of his body, too terrifying!"

The old Grandmasters below the stage were utterly stunned.

They had already set a very high threshold for Meng Chuan’s strength in their hearts, but for him to take out Wang Lao, who had seized the initiative with a sneak attack, in one move was still incredibly shocking.

At this moment, Meng Chuan, having accomplished all this, looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

His palms were completely unscathed, not even sullied with a speck of dust, simply hanging naturally by his sides, gently swaying in the breeze.

Standing horizontally in mid-air, he seemed as if he had never made a move from start to finish, so relaxed!

"Hiss..."

This sound of inhalation was let out by Chen Zhiming below the stage.

Two years ago, he was the one who knew Meng Chuan’s strength the best among everyone present.

The elder of the Wang family would definitely be much stronger than himself.

But Meng Chuan slapped him down like swatting a fly, it’s just too terrifying...

Chen Zhiming mumbled to himself:

"Brother Meng at the Three Limits already made a crowd of Grandmasters willingly submit, and after Breaking Four, with two years of further refinement, having such terrifying strength is reasonable..."

Chen Zhiming was trying his best to convince himself, but the scene of Meng Chuan effortlessly smacking Wang Lao’s Grandmaster away was emblazoned in his mind like a seal, unable to be erased for a long time...

Dong Yue chugged a large mouthful of wine, raising his thumb high:

"Awesome!"

...

"Let me try, young friend."

He wasn’t made to wait long; in the next second, a thin Grandmaster, holding a long staff upside down, jumped into the arena like a great goose taking flight, thrusting the staff towards him.

Meng Chuan nodded slightly, not taking up his Demon Subduer, still striking out with one palm, precisely hitting the staff’s tip.

Buzz——

The intense vibration swiftly transmitted to the end of the staff, causing the thin Grandmaster to instantly lose grip on his long staff, sending it flying skyward.

"Be careful, senior."

As his words fell, Meng Chuan stepped forward.

His other hand flickered with blue light, True Gang wrapped like a Divine Sword sheath, fingers forming a sword, thrusting straight at the opponent’s side, as fast as a fleeting shadow.

Hiss!

The latter couldn’t react at all, immediately clutching his abdomen and retreating a thousand yards, clothes ripped to shreds by the forceful wind, feeling an extremely horrifying power invade his core, his face turning deathly pale, raising his hand to concede.

When he looked at the central figure, there was deep caution and fear in his eyes.

Only by going onto the stage and trying could one know how terrifying this young man was.

So strong that he didn’t even seem like a Grandmaster, the pressure was not less than facing a Venerable!

Maybe...

He glanced again at Chen Xiaoyun Venerable closing his eyes and resting afar, not daring to say more, collected his elixir, and sat aside adjusting his breath.

For a moment, many old Grandmasters gathered around him, eager to probe for information on Meng Chuan.

He laid the staff horizontally on his knees, closed his sharp eyes, and spoke not a word.

Getting beaten for information, why should I tell?

Don’t rush, let the bullets fly a while longer...

...

"I’m coming!"

[Cloud Lord · Han Ting] kept his words afloat, and before long, his figure stood in the sky.

He wielded a saber high with one hand, the intent merging with the blade, as a torrent of True Gang exploded with a roar!

The Yanling Saber sang like a green dragon’s roar, its momentum leaping upwards, ten thousand sharp saber lights mixed with gang stream streaked across the void, instantly engulfing the central figure.

"Be careful."

Meng Chuan concisely spoke.

Stepping, punching!

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt shattering in the heart of a fist, it was the sound when Meng Chuan’s hand curled into a fist, the main tendon stretched taut.

Instantly triggered, the raging Qi Blood boiled fiercely, the Golden Buddha’s body inundated with a rich crimson.

In this moment, infinite Qi Power moved with the Qi Blood, permeating his entire body.

When everything gathered in his fist heart, he struck fiercely!

A crack of thunder exploded overhead, Han Ting was sent flying, the long saber in his hand shooting out a thousand yards, dispersing into particles.

The bearded elder landed outside the boundary, momentarily feeling dizzy, Qi Blood rushing to his brain, struggling to stand steady.

He looked up at Meng Chuan retracting his fist high above, bowing with clasped hands:

"Young friend’s strength is impressive, I am in awe."

"Senior Han, you’re too kind."

Meng Chuan nodded slightly, not saying much.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the elder’s eyes shift, and he asked again:

"Grandmaster Meng, in your team, could you count this old man in?"

Instead of seeking greater opportunities with the two Great Venerables’ teams, he actually wanted to join Meng Chuan’s team!

Meng Chuan nodded to accept, naturally more than happy.

Counting him, there were now three Grandmaster-level members in his team.

[Cloud Lord · Han Ting], even at this Dragon Pond Island was considered a strong force, having reached the Recognize Heaven and Earth realm as a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

...

Swish, swish, swish——

Figures, like fish leaping, went onto the stage one after another, issuing challenges to the young man.

All were Martial Arts Grandmasters, naturally not easily intimidated by Meng Chuan’s performance from daring to step on stage.

Since they were here, even if they couldn’t win, they’d at least witness the flair of the current first among the younger generation, wouldn’t they?

"Hahaha! Come on, all together!"