Chapter 287 Defeat the Prince

The sea of ​​clouds was rolling on the top of the mountain, and dozens of figures fell to the ground like meteors.

Those geniuses who were said to be rare in a century, before their fists could touch the tiny guy, a flash of golden light appeared and the entire arm bone exploded.

In the blood mist, the little guy stood with his hands behind his back, looking extremely arrogant, with the red light in his eyes dancing like that of an ancient ferocious beast.

The tiny fist smashed down like a collapsing mountain.

There were no fancy spells, no complicated runes, just a simple punch, but it contained a terrifying force that was enough to tear mountains and rivers apart.

The disciple from the Butian Pavilion didn’t even have the chance to react before he was smashed into pieces by the punch and turned into a blood mist that dissipated in the air.

There was dead silence all around, and everyone was stunned.

“Oh my god, this is too strong!” someone cried out in shock, with an undisguised tremor in his voice.

“This is simply a monster! He is so young, yet he has such terrifying strength!” another person muttered to himself, his eyes full of shock.

The little guy shook his fist, his mouth smug, and his tone was as arrogant as a god in heaven: “I, the little guy, will suppress all enemies!”

The Stone Emperor stood in the distance, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes: “The Qilin child originally belonged to my Stone Clan!”

The head of the Butian Pavilion narrowed his eyes, with a bit of admiration in his eyes: “He is at the pinnacle of the Blood Moving Realm with a power of 100,000 jin, and is on par with the most outstanding young cubs of ancient fierce beasts. If such a genius can be accepted into our Butian Pavilion, it will surely bring endless glory.”

However, the little one’s performance has just begun.

One after another, talented monks came forward to challenge him, but without exception they were easily defeated by him.

Every attack was accompanied by a deafening roar, followed by the ground cracking and the sky shaking.

“This is too exaggerated!” someone exclaimed, his voice trembling with disbelief.

“Is this still the Blood Moving Realm?”

“It’s simply a monster! It’s unimaginable!” Another person couldn’t help but mutter to himself, his eyes full of shock.

Sure enough, as the news spread, more and more powerful people began to notice this small figure.

There was a hint of solemnity in their eyes, but also a hint of expectation.

Being able to witness the growth of a peerless genius with your own eyes is an extremely exciting thing in itself.

The little guy is completely unaffected by the outside world, his fists are still domineering, his smile is still ostentatious, as if the whole world is under his control.

Gradually, the crowd began to exclaim: “This kid’s fighting skills are simply perfect!”

“His reaction speed is too fast, there is no way to find any flaws!”

“He’s a natural born fighting machine!”

And the little one’s performance did live up to everyone’s expectations.

He could draw valuable experience from every battle and constantly improve his skills.

His progress is so fast that it can be described as visible to the naked eye.

“This is the desolate emperor!” Jiang Xuan’s eyes flashed with a trace of relief, “Being able to have the kings and venerables constantly actively feeding him moves in the Blood Moving Realm, the little guy’s growth rate will definitely be far beyond that of ordinary people.”

As time went by, Little Bit’s reputation spread throughout the virtual world.

People were talking about it. Some said he was a god of war given by God, while others said he would become the supreme ruler in the future.

And all this has just begun.

The arena of the Virtual God Realm was in turmoil, and the blood and qi of millions of blood-moving monks condensed into a canopy in the sky.

The little guy crushed the arena, held up the sky with one arm and hung upside down in the galaxy, and there was a roar of a furnace between his ten fingers.

But I saw eight hundred sons of princes and nobles charging in formation, their force was like a flood bursting through a dam, swords, spears, and halberds turned into a torrent of gold and iron pouring down.

Jiang Xuan relaxed some restrictions, allowing the arena to accommodate up to a thousand people competing at the same time.

“Well done!”

The dragon on the little guy’s spine vibrated violently, and his fist suddenly rose like Kunpeng hitting the sea.

When punching out, the muscles and bones sound like a sudden thunderstorm, and when punching back, clouds surge like gods and demons retreating.

Thirty-six sounds of muscles and bones exploding sounded in the air. The chest of the genius of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan who was rushing in the front was sunken, and the ten-foot-long golden wings behind him shattered into pieces, turning into golden rain that fell from the sky.

The Fire Emperor exclaimed, “The power of the fist has reached the level of creation!”

Before he finished speaking, the little guy stepped on the Yin-Yang position, grabbed the crown of the descendant of the White Tiger Venerable with one hand, and flames burst out from his palm, actually refining the fierce aura of the White Tiger into powder.

The pores all over Shi Xiaobudian’s body emitted furnace light and starlight, and the sound of gods and demons chanting scriptures could be heard in every acupoint.

There is a kind of power in the chest that can melt everything.

An old monk exclaimed in a trembling voice: “It’s comparable to the cub of an ancient ferocious beast. No, it’s even more terrifying than a ferocious beast cub!”

“happy!”

The little guy in the blood-stained robe stood in mid-air, and the pattern of a baking furnace could be vaguely seen under the torn collar.

When the Supreme Baking Furnace Technique was manifested, the entire Virtual God Realm was shaking, and the stone tablet of the original land burst open.

“I have no rivals in the world and I am number one in the world!”

“Brother Little is the best in the Great Wilderness! That day I saw him flip over a ten-foot-tall Earth-Splitting Bear with one hand!”

The skinny monkey was so excited that he danced with joy, and his snot bubbles drew bright arcs in the air as he moved.

Seven or eight barefoot children suddenly gathered around the millstone and started chattering, like a group of tits whose nest had been blown away.

“Not only that! Last month, when the ferocious beast came to provoke us, the little guy didn’t even raise his eyelids. He shattered the opponent’s heart-protection mirror with just a finger in the air!” Er Mengzi said as he gestured, his face flushed with excitement.

A long, childish sigh came from the center of the field.

The little guy stood in the middle of the ring with his hands behind his back, his animal-skin scarf fluttering in the wind. He had a pottery jar on his waist, but he was still trying to look down on the world: “I have held a sword since I was five years old, and I have traveled all over the world without ever losing.”

The chubby little hands suddenly formed a sword, “It’s so cold up there now, I can’t even find an opponent who can take down three full moves from me…”

Finally, a strong man from the older generation took action.

The void trembled, and the old monsters that were transformed from ancient species could no longer hold back.

These humanoid beasts who have lived for a long time entered the blood-moving arena and wanted to defeat this young supreme with their lifelong killing experience.

“laugh–“

The Purple Scaled Prince, who was the first to attack, tore through the void with his palms, and blood-colored runes flowed between the lines on his palms.

This is the pinnacle existence that has pushed the Blood Moving Realm to 86,000 jin. Although it is not as good as Shi Hao’s 100,000 jin extreme realm, his experience is fully revealed in his fingers and palms, and he actually evolved a force-dissipating vortex in the absolute disadvantage.

“Well done!”

Shi Hao’s eyes flashed red, and the dragon on his spine exploded.

A terrifying force awakened deep in the flesh and blood, and his fist flew out like a dragon, but the moment it touched the bloody vortex, it turned into three thousand golden feathers – this was a physical attack that integrated the Green Scale Eagle technique into its most fundamental form.

“clang!”

The Purple Scaled Prince used his arms to form the Nine-Grid Block, and the collision of scales and golden feathers produced sparks like the annihilation of stars.

“After all, he is too young, just a child!”

A sneer appeared on the old monster’s lips, and his skinny palm suddenly penetrated the shackles of the void and grabbed Shi Haotian’s soul at a strange angle like an antelope hanging its horns.

This was the great art of killing that he had learned from hundreds of battles, and he had already mastered it to perfection.

“boom!”

Shi Hao did not dodge or evade, allowing the claws to tear his scalp. Flames suddenly gushed out of his pores, unexpectedly triggering the deeper mystery of the Supreme Baking Furnace between life and death.

The young body seemed to turn into a gluttonous furnace, swallowing up all the killing power. The moment it grabbed Zi Lin’s wrist with its backhand, a hundred thousand pounds of extreme blood energy condensed into materialized axe light.

“Crack!”

The old monster’s right arm broke with a sound, but there was no trace of pain in his eyes.

A pitch-black bone spur suddenly grew out of the broken limb, and went straight to Shi Hao’s heart like a poisonous dragon – this is the real killing move!
The Nine Netherworld Bone, which was fed with the body of a king, should have been invincible in the Blood Moving Realm.

“So that’s how it is.” Shi Hao’s spiritual platform suddenly reflected the shadow of the Supreme Baking Furnace, and he was actually prepared to exchange his injury for his life.

The little guy actually took the initiative to straighten his chest to face the bone spur, and pointed his two fingers like swords at the other person’s eyebrows.

“puff!”

The moment the bloody bone spur pierced his chest, a chaos lotus bloomed at Shi Hao’s fingertips.

The Purple Scaled Prince’s head exploded, and the remaining horror solidified in his shattered pupils.

“How is it possible? The Purple Scaled Prince was defeated!”

Several muffled groans were heard from the depths of the void, and the hearts of the old monsters who were watching were trembling.

What’s even more terrifying is that this boy actually learned a lot from hundreds of masters during the fight, and turned the life-and-death battle into a place for enlightenment!
“Not enough!” Shi Hao pulled out the Nether Bone from his chest, and the furnace rune flowed through the wound. “Three more!”

Following this clear shout, three blood-red thunders descended from the sky.

Zhu Yan holds a stick to split the sky, Qing Luan flaps its wings to burn the sky, and Suanni steps on thunder to suppress the world.

The true blood of the three surviving species boiled, and they performed a complete killing formation in the Blood Moving Realm.

Shi Hao laughed out loud, and all the pores on his body were absorbing and spitting out the Dao traces of the Supreme Furnace. Every drop of blood turned into a miniature battlefield, deducing the conquest of all races.

After this battle, the Supreme Baking Furnace seemed to become a little clearer.

The void battlefield collapsed, and the true blood of the kings in the array burned through the sky.

Another king came to kill.

The little guy soared into the air, and chaotic mist gushed out of the pores all over his body.

“Crack!”

The bronze spear tore through the chains of laws, and three thousand array patterns appeared around the king.

This is a method of integrating the insights of the Formation Realm into the Blood Moving Realm. Every wisp of blood contains terrifying sword intent.

The Thunder Emperor pattern suddenly appeared on the little guy’s right arm, and his five fingers chopped down like heavenly swords. Runes condensed into a miniature reincarnation disk in the palm of his hand.

“clang–!”

The clanging of metal turned into ripples of sound, and several spaces at the edge of the battlefield were silently annihilated.

The pupils of the old monsters watching the fight shrank – the young body actually burst out with the sound of thunder when it confronted the killing array, and the thunder of the blood-moving realm turned into materialized chaotic lightning.

“This boy’s fighting bones are buzzing!” A king from an alien race whispered, his murderous intent revealed.

The rise of a peerless genius among the human race is not what they want to see.

A blood-red dragon rose from the little guy’s spine, and every tremor of his joints left a mark in the void.

This is to fuse all the life and death battles in the three hundred thousand miles of wilderness into the true meaning of martial arts.

The king transformed from Zhu Yan’s real blood suddenly jumped up, and his war stick stirred the Nine Netherworld.

The shadows of the Golden-Winged Dapeng and the Thunder Emperor fighting the sky were reflected in the little one’s eyes, and he actually performed the collision of the two great magic techniques with his pure flesh body.

The left leg swept across like a sword slashing the moon, the right fist thrust out like a dragon emerging from the sea, and one hundred and eighty thousand pores swallowed and spit out primitive runes at the same time.

“boom!”

The prince’s breastplate exploded into powder, but a sinister and bloody light flashed in his eyes.

The broken array pattern suddenly reorganized into a cage, which was a method used by the strong men in the array realm to leave their mark deep in their blood.

The Supreme Baking Furnace suddenly appeared in the little guy’s mind. His tender hands penetrated the shackles, and the ignorant Tao rhyme flowed through his fingertips.

“break!”

The cage began to crack inch by inch as the clear shouting sounded, and an illusion of flames fell between the tiny child’s hair.

The prince retreated violently in horror, but at the third step he turned into blood mist and disintegrated – his heart of Tao was shattered by the pure fighting spirit!
“It’s not satisfying enough!” The child’s laughter shook the room. “Use all your tricks!”

The little guy was on the battlefield, but his tiny body burst out with shocking power.

He was as agile as an agile little animal, moving freely among the swords and sabers. Every move he made was accompanied by an indomitable momentum, a perfect combination of strength and skill.

As the battles came to an end, the little one’s brilliant achievements quickly swept across the eight regions, and the world was in an uproar.

At first, when the news of the defeat of the three array kings spread, everyone just found it unbelievable.

Soon after, the ten kings in formation were defeated one after another. Now, the entire continent was in deep shock.

And when the one hundred kings in the formation were all eclipsed by the little guy, everyone was stunned by this unimaginable result.

What is a king?

To be able to call the wind and rain and control the life and death of countless people is to be a king.

At this moment, more than a hundred princes and nobles suffered an unprecedented defeat in front of this five-year-old child.

They hope to defeat the little guy, get the supreme opportunity, and dominate the world!

But now, not only did he not get the chance, but he also became a laughing stock of everyone and bore a great shame and humiliation, and he regretted it deeply.

The defeated kings and princes gathered together, their faces filled with loneliness and helplessness.

The pride they once had was gone, they hung their heads, and their former majesty was no longer there.

One of the princes looked into the distance and sighed, “I thought I was the master of this area and my strength had reached the pinnacle, but I didn’t expect that I would be so vulnerable in front of this little guy. It’s really shameful.”

Another prince smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Yes, I thought I could easily defeat him, but in the end I was beaten without any chance to fight back. This gap makes me despair.”

They think of their past glory and look at their current desolation, and their hearts are filled with bitterness.

In the realm of moving blood, there is an insurmountable gap between himself and that baby.

However, in this midst of loss, they also found some comfort.

Looking around, I found that everyone had suffered the same defeat. Thinking this way, it seemed that no one was much better than anyone else, and the depression and unwillingness I felt were slightly alleviated.

Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly and smiled bitterly. The arrogance they once had had had long since disappeared.

The little guy defeated all the kings in the array by himself.

At this moment, he instantly became the most dazzling existence in the eight domains.

“Although this boy is young, he possesses such astonishing power. In the next few decades, I’m afraid that the Eight Regions will be his world.”

“Yes, he is simply another person with double pupils. I am afraid that the rest of us can only become the background of his legendary story.”

Thinking of this, many people have both admiration for the little one and a sense of disappointment about the changing times.

Some people thought of the god-like young man from the Stone Clan, and that the baby might have double pupils.

Of course, there are also people who think that when Chongtong was at the Blood Moving Stage, he was no match for the little guy on the stage. But when the little guy grows up, he may have the potential to become a saint again.

(End of this chapter)