Chapter 174: The Holy Son Takes the Blame! Shock!

Chapter 174: The Holy Son Takes the Blame! Shock!

Four figures broke through the air and arrived at the area. Their suppression was like the sea; waves of air blasts burst out, sweeping in all directions—the impetus was extraordinary!

Powerhouses that had reached Stage Five could be termed ‘non-human’ to a certain extent.

With the help of various means and skills, these people possessed extremely terrifying destructibility—they could destroy one small town alone!

Four figures, four Star-rank, child of heaven-like powerhouses... Including Jiang Wencheng and Zhu Changfeng, the three major factions had each sent two top powerhouses to vie for the historical ruin—one in the light and one in the dark.

They had made ample preparations. However, these four superior existences—which countless low-level [Doomsday Online] players could only look up to—were dumbstruck altogether.

There was no other reason; it was truly because the scene before their eyes was too unexpected!

How did the two Stage Five powerhouses on our side just get defeated?

They have even been bundled into balls and tossed aside?

The countenances of two men turned grim at once—they were the hidden powerhouses of Ancient Martial Alliance and Evil Sect.

As Stage Five powerhouses of major factions, they regarded themselves as humanity’s top talents. They were extremely arrogant, even a little conceited.

The scene before their eyes was no different from harshly slapping their faces several times—it was practically a terrible humiliation!

The countenances of another pair—male and female—were also exceptionally ghastly.

Actually, they had not spent much time rushing here. Although the campsite was large, rushing over was just a matter of a few minutes.

But within those few minutes, Jiang Wencheng and Zhu Changfeng had undergone changes in appearance; it was truly surprising.

The three major factions had formed an alliance, and they were bound together for good or ill. These latecomers’ acts were undoubtedly provoking all of them!

“How bold! Are you taking advantage that there’s nobody here for my Ancient Martial Alliance?” A middle-aged powerhouse was the first to yell, his icy eyes glaring fixedly at Ou Chen.

If gazes could kill, Ou Chen probably would’ve been sliced into eight pieces by him!

Ou Chen: “...”

This person was clearly also a capable one among the Stage Five existences. He was a powerhouse that was at least above Stage Five, Level 6. The suppression was so strong that even Ou Chen felt a little uncomfortable.

Most importantly, who have I provoked? Everything before their eyes is the work of Link, all right? I laid on the ground throughout the entire course of things, yet I can incur so much hate? Who else but me!?

Ou Chen wasn’t a pushover. Anger surged in his chest, and he harshly glared back at that middle-aged man from Ancient Martial Alliance.

“Hmph, you’re very arrogant huh! I’ve seen your information; the Temple of Light’s Holy Son is it? Do you think the Temple of Light can make an enemy of us three factions? Do you have the capital?” Evil Sect’s hidden powerhouse—Han Yingjie—coldly uttered this as he stepped forward, his robes dancing wildly.

Ou Chen faltered. They have actually identified me! It seems like these large factions’ intelligence organizations are pretty strong too, but this really wasn’t my doing!

But even if Ou Chen were to flatly deny it now, these four powerhouses—all from major factions—wouldn’t believe him.

After all, there were only two Stage Five powerhouses opposite them. Among them, Wu Hao was gravely injured. Wu Hao’s face was deathly pale, and he even needed Tian Mingyuan to support him.

Only Ou Chen looked fine right now. If it wasn’t his doing, who else could it be?

Ou Chen was absolutely unable to get rid of this blame.

“Cut the crap and take these people down! They’ll be just nice to act as our stepping stones to enter the historical ruin! If you provoke us, you have to have the awareness of paying with your lives!”

Martial God Hall’s He Lunhai was dressed in white with a longsword in hand. His presence was outstanding, but the words he uttered were extremely ruthless; he clearly wasn’t an easy opponent.

The lady beside him, Wu Ping, also brought out a longsword from her individual backpack. Cold light swirled in her eyes!

“All right, let me—Wang Hao—learn from the brilliant moves of the Temple of Light’s Holy Son!”

The middle-aged man from Ancient Martial Alliance struck first. He threw out a punch, and a sharp sonic boom exploded as if it sought to tear apart everyone’s ear membranes!

While the fist wind ravaged, a tiger phantom even pounced forward abruptly!

The tiger was in charge of killing; this massive tiger phantom seemed to come from seas of blood and mountains of corpses. Its ferocity was monstrous as it went biting toward Ou Chen with a foul wind!

“F*ck!” Ou Chen was taken aback. Since he was also a Stage Five powerhouse, he could sense how frightening this attack from the other party was. Thus, he hurriedly struck as well.

As Ou Chen swung his staff, streaks of golden light gathered.

Multiple golden flares gathered and burst out, slamming toward the massive tiger like meteors!

Air blasts swept across, and explosions wreaked havoc!

The massive tiger actually tore out all of the flares, and they gradually turned into nothing!

“Humph!” Wang Hao sneered, clearly rather displeased that he hadn’t managed to kill with one strike. His figure swiftly darted forward, about to come close and launch a close-combat attack at Ou Chen.

The corners of Ou Chen’s eyes instantly twitched hard!

Seriously, although Ou Chen wasn’t weak and had the trump card given by the Lord, he was a Mage after all. His body was weak. If he was pulled close to a Fighter, it only meant death for him!

Moreover, the other party was a powerhouse from Ancient Martial Alliance. These people cultivated ancient martial arts and were far more powerful than the usual Fighter profession players.

Multiple golden balls shot out from Ou Chen’s staff as he quickly retreated, wanting to seek help from Link.

Meanwhile, the few Temple of Light members—who were watching the fight at the side—were still cheering for him.

“The Holy Son is invincible; defeat is the consequence when you challenge my temple’s Holy Son!”

“Yes, two Stage Five powerhouses have already fallen! Even if four more come, they will meet the same end!”

“My Holy Son dominates the current generation; all of you are merely clay chickens and pottery dogs!”

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Under the drive of these words, Wang Hao’s attacks became increasingly ferocious. Like a beast in human form, he brought tremendous pressure to Ou Chen.

“Damn it!” Ou Chen cursed inwardly, and his countenance was as grim as the bottom of a pot. He wished he could strangle those fellows to death right now.

Finally, after Wang Hao turned to dodge an energy ball attack, he was about to arrive at Ou Chen’s front!

Wu Hao—who was skilled in close combat—was severely wounded right now, so he was completely unable to act in time.

Ou Chen’s scalp went numb for a moment. Without a body shield, it was really difficult for him to employ all of his strength. When it came to close combat, he would only get thrashed all the more.

At that moment, how could Ou Chen still care about the Holy Son’s dignity and bearing? He quickly shouted, “Brother Link! Save me!”

“Die!” Wang Hao roared as a punch was delivered. Fist wind blew in all directions, the air was blasted open, and fist shadows—which filled the sky—appeared!

Link shot a glance at Ou Chen. He didn’t say anything, only swinging out a strike!

[Spring and Autumn Sword Technique]!

In an instant, a sword ray abruptly leaped out—it was extremely brilliant!

The overwhelming sword energy that engulfed the area was even more startling!

This strike of elegance and talent suppressed the fist shadows in the sky like a passing beauty! So much so that the universe became dull and colorless beneath this strike!

Boom!

A loud boom reverberated in the air!

The fist shadows and sword glow collided, causing billowing smoke and dust to arise. The afterwinds that surged in all directions were like a typhoon, lifting and sending all the surrounding tents and trees flying!

Everyone was no longer able to get a clear look at the fight.

“Hm?!”

For a moment, the Temple of Light members and the three Stage Five Star-rank powerhouses spectating the battle were all shocked!

“That earlier strike was really released by a Stage Four powerhouse?” Han Yingjie gasped with narrowed eyes.

The few Temple of Light members stared at one another, speechless. They were slightly enlightened and perplexed.

“Could it be that the Holy Son wasn’t being humble earlier? Was all of this Link’s doing!?”

“It was Link who defeated the two Stage Five powerhouses?!”