Chapter 1241

Chapter 1241 Chang Hao

These Foundation Forging disciples directly charged at Long Chen, brandishing their fists .

Although they hadnt released their auras and were just relying on the power of their physical bodies, there were too many of them . With hundreds of them charging at him at the same time, Long Chens fists and legs were in a flurry . Unable to stop them all, he felt a punch land on his back, as well as a kick to his butt .

That punch and kick were powerful . An ordinary Foundation Forging expert would definitely cough up blood from them .

Do you all have some illness?! I came here to pay my respects to the sect! roared Long Chen furiously . These fellows were too uncivilized .

Youre the one whos sick! And even if you arent, well beat you until you are! cried one of the Heaven Splitting Battle Sects disciples .

Long Chen raged, Are you all idiots?! Do you not know how to talk rea- Fuck, I get it now .

Long Chen suddenly recalled how Feng Xinglie had told him that when he went to the Heaven Splitting Battle Sect, he could talk anything except reason . That was because no one here would talk that kind of thing with him .

Fuck, you think Im easy to bully, hm? Long Chen was no longer so polite . He directly brushed aside one persons punch and landed his own fist on his nose .

With a pained groan, that person retreated while holding his nose, tears streaming down his face . That wasnt from emotion .

Even with his nose bleeding, that person didnt give up . With a furious curse, he rejoined the fray .

Fuck, how painful! Long Chen sent another one of the disciples flying when a fist landed on the back of his head, raising a large bump .

He didnt know how these Heaven Splitting Battle Sects disciples possessed such strange power . There was some kind of energy within their punches that caused continuous destruction to a persons physical body, making it impossible to heal quickly .

Long Chen now realized why those previous disciples would be beaten into such a sorry state without using their Heavenly Dao energy to heal . The reality of it wasnt that they didnt want to, but that these injuries would take a certain amount of time before fading .

In truth, this was the result of the Heaven Splitting Battle Sects special core technique: the Battle God Sacred Canon . Its power was extremely domineering . If a person was slapped by the Heaven Splitting Battle Sects disciples, they would be doomed . That mark on their faces wouldnt heal without several days time .

Holding the egg-sized bump on his head, Long Chen became infuriated . Seeing three of the disciples charging at him, Long Chen viciously sent out a kick at one of them .

Long Chen didnt hold back with this kick . That guy flew back, smashing into the crowd behind him . Long Chen then smashed his fists at the heads of the two others .

Now Long Chen was truly infuriated . As a result, both those peoples heads caved in and they were knocked unconscious . Long Chen grabbed their legs and began to ruthlessly whirl them around, using them as human weapons . Miserable cries rang out as a mass of people around him were knocked back .

You think Im easy to bully? I just dont like going crazy, because even Im afraid of myself when Im crazy!

Long Chen was like a furious lion that had been provoked by a pack of wolves . His fists danced, beating back those disciples .

Although these disciples were Foundation Forging experts, the majority of them were rank five or rank six Celestials . Furthermore, they were competing with Long Chen in terms of physical strength . They naturally started to suffer when Long Chen became angry .

Damnit, this brats fists are hard! We have to- aiya! One of them was in the midst of formulating a battle plan when Long Chens kick landed on his butt, blowing him into the sky .

At first, these people had been ganging up on Long Chen, but now it was Long Chen hunting them down, causing them to yell and scream .

Long Chen ignored their cries . Whenever he caught up to one, hed beat them up . In less than an incense sticks worth of time, the majority of them were on the ground, while the rest had miserably fled .

Were done, we're not fighting! Count yourself badass! cried someone .

Only then did Long Chen pause . But what shocked Long Chen was that despite him having beaten these fellows miserably, they quickly recovered to normal .

The injuries he left on them quickly vanished, while on the other hand, the scars caused by blows between them in the confusion ended up staying longer .

Fuck, we came to welcome you . Did you have to be so heavy-handed? grumbled one of them as he shook out his arm . Just now, his arm had been broken by Long Chen .

Let me warn you, if you keep acting like this, you wont have any friends, mumbled another .

The two of them had only just spoken when a figure appeared and kicked them both, sending them flying .

Little brats, a loss is a loss . Is there a point to grumbling? And what was that crap about making friends? Are you trying to dupe our guest? cursed a large man that was like an iron tower .

Third uncle! Long Chen was delighted to see Feng Xinglie, the one who had come to assist him in the Eastern Wasteland .

Hahaha, youre not bad, little fellow . Youre getting stronger . Come with me . After saying that, Feng Xinglie once more cursed the disciples who had been beaten, cursing them for being useless and not being able to beat a single person with so many of them working together .

Those disciples lowered their heads and didnt say a word . When Feng Xinglie and Long Chen left, they once more became lively .

At first, some of them were guessing Long Chens origins, and then they discussed the battle just now . As a result of this discussion, it was like gunpowder had ignited . One person said that another person didnt know how to cooperate, another said that he misunderstood, and as a result, before Long Chen and Feng Xinglie got far, they once more began fighting .

Long Chen was speechless . Werent these people too warlike? They just fought whenever they wanted .

Children just have that kind of temperament . Young people are lively and full of energy, so fighting often isnt a bad thing . Itll make them tougher, explained Feng Xinglie . With admiration, he continued, Little fellow, youre quite amazing . Im probably not your match any longer .

Third uncle overpraises me . How could I dare be arrogant in front of you? Im indebted to you for teaching me the fourth form of Split the Heavens . It allowed me to escape death several times and defeat my powerful enemies . I wont forget that favor, said Long Chen .

Feng Xinglie shook his head . Dont say such words in the future, or youll get beaten . Our Heaven Splitting Battle Sect doesnt have so many lousy rules . Were all direct men . What favor, what gratitude? Just remember it in your heart, and its fine . If you say it out loud, the flavor changes and our Heaven Splitting Battle Sect doesnt like that . You should treat this place as your home, or youll be beaten . Well, to sum up, youll probably get beaten no matter what within the Heaven Splitting Battle Sect, so just prepare yourself .

What the fuck? Long Chen suddenly had a bad feeling . It seemed his trip to the Heaven Splitting Battle Sect wasnt going to go as he had planned .

Passing the mountain entrance, he saw a mass of mountains . They were all rocky mountains without any vegetation growing on them, and all the buildings were built out of rocks . It was very simple .

Walking through, Long Chen saw that there werent many people in the Heaven Splitting Battle Sect . Feng Xinglie explained, The Heaven Splitting Battle Sect has already lost its old splendor . Right now, there are only thirteen thousand disciples . There are ten thousand outer sect disciples and three thousand inner sect disciples .

How is that possible? Long Chen was shocked at how low that number was .

The Heaven Earth Divine Spring has a limited amount of energy, and theres not enough for more disciples to cultivate . Theres no way to avoid this . But this isnt that bad either . Quality is better than quantity . After all, only top geniuses will be able to raise the sects prestige, said Feng Xinglie . Although he seemed calm, Long Chen could hear the worry in his voice .

As they walked through the sect, Feng Xinglie asked about Long Chens experiences after arriving in the Central Plains . When he heard of the trouble he caused, he laughed . Excellent . I bet youll definitely be to the old mans taste .

Who is the old man? asked Long Chen .

The old man is our sect master . But our Heaven Splitting Battle Sect doesnt really take that many disciples . The majority of our current disciples are descendants of the experts in the inner sect . So no one calls him the sect master, just the old man, said Feng Xinglie .

Eventually, they arrived in a large plaza . In truth, it was a huge mountain that had been severed at the waist to form the plaza .

When they arrived, Long Chen saw over a thousand disciples standing there, all of them Foundation Forging experts .

What caused his heart to shake was that these people were clearly true experts . They were different from the people he had encountered at the entrance . These were experts who had lived through the slaughter of the battlefield, and their sharp auras were the result of bathing in blood and fire .

These are all inner sect disciples, the elites of the Heaven Splitting Battle Sect . In the outside world, each one of them has the power to fight across realms . They are the future pillars of our sect, said Feng Xinglie with both gratification and pride .

Most of these disciples were rank five Celestials, some were rank six, and there were dozens of rank seven Celestials . This lineup was truly powerful .

Most importantly, they were true experts . Their killing intent was reserved right now, but they were elites unafraid of death .

Just at this moment, a large man walked out from amongst them . He had sword-like eyebrows and the mouth of a lion . He was a rank eight Celestial .

How powerful Long Chens heart shook . This was his first time feeling such immense pressure from a rank eight Celestial .

He had already killed multiple rank eight Celestials . Those ancient race and Bloodkill Halls rank eight Celestials had been incredibly powerful .

But even when those five people had joined hands against him, he hadnt felt as much pressure as he did just by seeing this person . How could he not be shocked?

Chang Hao . The large man cupped his fists toward Long Chen .

Long Chen . Long Chen returned the etiquette .

Feng Xinglie smiled . Long Chen, Chang Hao is one of our top experts in your generation . According to the Heaven Splitting Battle Sects few rules, he will definitely challenge you to a fight . Thats a sign of his respect for you, because if he felt you werent worth it, he could challenge anyone else . To sum it up, if you arent able to satisfy everyone with your power, you wont be able to truly join the sect .

The fiery light in those disciples eyes grew stronger after Feng Xinglie finished speaking . They were full of expectations .

Youre very powerful . I trust you wont decline . Chang Hao looked at Long Chen, his eyes full of battle intent .