Text Text_Chapter 433 The Might of the Martial Saint
Everyone in the Shen family was shouting at Luo Chen here, as if Luo Chen had been defeated now.
Luo Chen looked at this group of people and shook his head, maybe in the eyes of this group of people, there is no so-called family affection at all.
Shen Yuelan gave them one last chance, and Luo Chen also gave them one last chance.
It's a pity that they still don't know how to cherish.
It was as if he was going to be defeated today.
"It's a pity. Luo Chen shook his head and strode away directly, taking a leisurely step, not like he was going to a decisive battle, but like he was going to enjoy the ebb and flow of the blue sea.
"Hmph, how dare you have such a posture at this time?"
"Compared to the Martial Saint who has lived for hundreds of years, can he survive?" the Shen family sneered behind him.
Shen Tianjun looked at Luo Chen's back, with a touch of contempt on his face, he admitted that he was indeed too careless before, and he underestimated Luo Chen.
He also regretted it.
But what about now?
He has already climbed the big tree of the Martial Saint, and he can completely ignore Luo Chen.
Compared with the Martial Saint, Luo Chen is really too far behind, not to mention that not only a Martial Saint is present today?
There is even the rumored international giant, the goddess of death!
Today, no matter how Luo Chen means to reach the sky, he can only be buried in this sea.
This is the power of the Martial Saint!
This is the strength and power of the Martial Saint!
After all, such a person has the ability to be a husband and a wife.
It was already surrounded by people, densely packed with tens of thousands of people, and the yachts on the sea were also full of figures.
Today's battle, regardless of victory or defeat, is enough to cause a sensation in the whole of China!
Because the whole country is watching this war!
Bets have even started everywhere, one is betting on who will win today!
One is whether Luo Chen can get out alive today!
Some people even turned on their mobile phones and directly opened the live broadcast, but they were quickly blocked.
However, Luo Chen's odds are very high, almost one to one hundred.
Because the video that broke the news on the Internet before has already illustrated Zhou Qiankun's horror.
That's a man who can bathe in the magma.
It's already a bit incredible.
And the sea was undulating, and everyone around looked at Luo Chen.
Under the scorching sun, Luo Chen walked to the beach step by step, not caring at all about the tens of thousands of pairs of eyes.
This kind of scene is too pediatric for him.
Suddenly, above the sea in the distance, a white line appeared where the water and the sky met.
The white line was unusually piercing, running through the entire sea level, dozens of miles long.
At first, people thought it was dazzling, or because of the optical refraction caused by the refraction of sunlight.
But slowly, everyone realized that something was wrong.
As the white line got closer and closer, everyone suddenly realized that it was not optical refraction at all.
That's a tsunami!
The waves rolled up dozens of meters high, higher than most high-rise buildings, like a huge wall of water, as if it was about to sweep the nine heavens.
The vast momentum is shocking!
Everyone was shocked by this scene, because if the tsunami really swept over, the coastal city would definitely not be able to survive.
With such a high tsunami, the power can definitely level this city near the sea in an instant.
Many people watched this scene in horror, and some even began to flee in fright.
It's just that the tsunami swept in the air and suddenly stopped not far from the coast.
The kind of natural force that can destroy everything made the scalps of the people present tingle instantly, and the group of people who were still discussing it were instantly silent, and everyone craned their necks and looked at the tsunami dozens of meters high.
There was a man there.
White hair is like silver threads, dressed in white, standing with his hands in his hands.
Martial saint, Zhou Qiankun!
Obviously, this tsunami, which is tens of meters high, was brought by Zhou Qiankun.
"In the past, there were always rumors that the Martial Saint alone could fight an army of 100,000 in ancient times!" said an old man dressed in a Tang costume.
He is a top martial arts master in the country, and although he is not a grandmaster, he is highly regarded.
Because he is a master of national arts, he has devoted himself to the study of ancient martial arts all his life.
"Hehe, I never believed in that kind of nonsense, I have lived a lifetime, I have never believed that kind of nonsense, just one person, in the era of no hot martial arts, how can I defeat an army of 100,000?"
Now, I believe it. The eyes of the master of national arts were full of bitterness, and he once said in major media that the so-called ancient martial arts were just exaggerated.
Coupled with his prestige, he was naturally sought after and supported by many people.
But now, looking at the tsunami tens of meters high in front of him, he believed it.
If this tsunami is allowed to sweep away, will there be more than 100,000 casualties?
Is this Gu Wu?
A true Chinese martial art!
It's too terrifying, I haven't done it yet, just an appearance, it's enough to trigger the momentum of a landslide.
Don't talk about him, the tens of thousands of people around him looked at Zhou Qiankun at the moment, and they didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.
Because this scene is so terrifying, if the waves fall down, let alone one person, these tens of thousands of people will be stoned to death in an instant.
Martial Saint!
Sure enough, it lives up to its name.
Many people looked at Luo Chen with worried looks, just this hand, I am afraid that Luo Chen is already doomed to lose today.
Naturally, there are also people who are happy, especially the people of the Shen family, Shen Tianjun and others.
"Hehe, Luo Chen, you are arrogant, now you understand, right?" Shen Tianjun muttered to himself, his eyes full of schadenfreude.
"This kind of means, this kind of power, what do you use to fight with others?"
"What qualifications do you have to fight with others?"
Shen Tianjun's eyes were full of sarcasm, this was just the power of a martial saint.
Luo Chen didn't care too much, his eyes were as calm as autumn water, without the slightest wave, looking at the tsunami in front of him.
"Hehe, are you Luo Chen?" Zhou Qiankun's voice came slowly, with a feeling of etherealism.
I couldn't hear where it was coming from, but his voice was coming from all directions.
"Do you know what sins you have committed?" Zhou Qiankun is like a high god, and now he wants to judge Luo Chen with a posture of looking down on the common people.
"Sin?" Luo Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Qiankun with some amusement.
"If you don't reach our realm, you don't understand how small you are after all, I said that if you commit a sin, you will commit a sin!" Zhou Qiankun's voice was cold and harsh, but it also carried an arrogant and domineering atmosphere.
"I advise you to speak well. A sneer crossed the corner of Luo Chen's mouth.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of tens of thousands of people around him suddenly changed, they have all reached this point, this Luo Chen still dares to be so arrogant?
Didn't you see the tsunami that was tens of meters high?
Although the battle has not yet begun, the results are in.
Originally, many people still had a glimmer of hope for Luo Chen, but the moment they saw the waves, they knew it clearly. Luo Chen is destined to lose!