Legend of the Heavenly God
Ch. 120 ~ Show Strength
Chen Seng was so arrogant towards his own strength, he did not even care about a young man walking towards him. All he knew was that he had to get the sacred heirloom as soon as possible.
The Patriarch of the Golden Tiger sect was the head of the main alliance of the black-flow sect, not only his great strength and strong physical toughness but also because he had high fighting strategy abilities.
And the weakness he has is too high a view of his abilities. Therefore, he did not consider Lan Lihua's ability at all equal to him even though he had seen it with his own eyes.
Another reason that made him so arrogant was the weapon he had. A one-eyed axe with a spearhead. High-end weapons that have a golden color have a long history in the world of black flow martial arts.
"Chen Seng! The Northern Tiger will not hesitate to finish you off, girl does not know it is lucky!" chen Seng exclaimed for a moment before darting rapidly towards Lan Lihua.
Realizing the surprise attack, Lan Lihua took the initiative to use Tan Hao's lightning sword when she used to train together. The same class as the weapon that Chen Seng possessed although it was actually a lightning sword could also be referred to as an heirloom. Because, the weapon was made directly by Yao Liu specifically.
Lan Lihua quickly pulled out a lightning sword from her necklace and then prepared by putting up defensive horses.
"Hard-headed! Tch ...."
Lan Lihua swung the lightning sword clockwise, her movements so graceful. Until it created a bluish sword shadow right in front of his body as if forming a protector.
SWOOSHI ...
HONGG ... HONGG ...
DUAAARRR ...
Chen Seng bounced a few meters after being unable to break through Lan Lihua's defensive stance. Not even making him flinch a step, making Chen Seng curse inwardly.
"Don't go overboard, if you don't know the quality! Look at yourself how appropriate it is to be haughty, before your faith collapses!"
A voice from behind made Chen Seng flinch until his eyes opened wide. The handsome young man wearing a lotus-patterned dark purple suit on the back of his back walked leisurely while eating an apple.
"The apple picked yesterday is tasteless but has good properties, but better freshly picked apples. Refreshing the mind at every bite. Hm ... Nyonya ... Nyam," he said casually while looking at the fruit bite marks he held.
"What do you mean my abilities aren't worth being proud of? Oh ... Your head is big too, young man! What are you, girlfriends don't know this lucky one, Hng ...."
"I didn't say that! You are too stupid to forget how you behave in front of women, a pathetic warrior who only dares to women! Nyonya ... Coo,"
Lan Lihua held back a laugh at Tan Hao's behavior, she didn't expect that Tan Hao would behave like that in front of someone more senior than her.
"Sister! Stop that obscure prank of yours, make me nauseous, ck ...."
Tan Hao laughed loudly at Lan Lihua's words, then he threw one of the silver apples at Lan Lihua.
"Eat! I see you're weakened by worrying too much about me, Hua'er!"
Chen Seng snorted in annoyance, as he felt ignored by the two people. In his heart he said as he observed more clearly the young man standing not far from him.
"What's really going on, brother? I feel it," Lan Lihua asked quite seriously.
Tan Hao smiled but looked forced, an expression that Lan Lihua could have guessed if something had happened beyond estimation. However, Lan Lihua did not dare to question any further as she felt the aura seeping from Tan Hao's body brighter than before.
"Sister Hao Hao! That man wants your weapons and my powers ...."
"Yes I know! He was the leader of the main group of the first black-flow alliance residing in this forest! Shouldn't you be able to recognize him according to your perception! Hmm ....?"
Lan Lihua gasped silly, how could she not realize if the person she felt her strength the other day was the person before her at the moment. Feelings of anxiety and worry that whack makes it unable to think clearly.
Tan Hao took out a sun scythe sword wrapped in purple lightning from his dimensional ring. The sword was still difficult to control, which was why Tan Hao wrapped it with his holy lightning energy. Not only did it serve to prevent the sword from absorbing the soul of the dead, it also suppressed the movement of its power.
"Are you interested in this?" tan Hao asked Chen Seng. Instantly made him stunned, to fade the energy in his body.
"Sun Crescent Sword? Who the hell are you? And where did you get that heirloom?"
Tan Hao smiled broadly as he looked at the sword that looked like it was being tormented by thousands of lightning bolts.
"A disciple will of course recognize the heirloom of his teacher! If not, then that disciple deserves to be eliminated,"
Chen Seng opened his eyes wide for a moment then bowed while clenching both of his hands. It was obvious that his reaction was so complicated.
"Are you Tan Hao? The boy who claimed to be the son of the god and who had killed Master Dan? Didn't you vanish with the body? How can you still live? Tell me where is my teacher?"
Questions were asked repeatedly by Chen Seng who was still bowed, but his eyes were so sharp that he looked at Tan Hao. He had never met, when Chen Seng was not in the Green Valley because the sect he chaired was fighting with the Black Rhino sect for territory and earth treasures.
"Yes! I was a careless boy at the time. Regarding your teacher, I must say that he has become his own spiritual energy nutrient. Why am I still alive? Of course the rumor that I'm a descendant of a god is true, isn't it?" ambush Tan Hao while spreading a big smile.
It didn't take long for Tan Hao to recognize the relationship between Jiwei Dan and Chen Seng, because the inner power energy that Chen Seng possessed was mostly the same energy aura that the head of the Green Valley had.
"If you don't believe I'm that boy! Open your eyes and look ...."
SWOOOSSHHH
WHONGQ ... WHOONGS...
WHITNR ...
Chen Seng was surprised when Tan Hao released his medium-powered Aura of Gods despite not exceeding the comprehensible level limit, yet it was enough to result in Chen Seng being unable to move, even breathing has difficulty. While Lan Lihua by herself was protected by the spiritual energy of the ice dragon that had fused with her.
"Bad! When he was just a kid could eliminate the Demon God, how was it now! What should I do, ah shit ..." muttered Chen Seng while trying to get his place.