Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Chapter 383: Chapter 375: This Is Badass

SMACK!!

An exceptionally crisp and clear sound echoed from the arena, spreading across the entire Peak of the Holy Mark. At that moment, everyone froze in place, their eyes wide as they stared at Arena Number One without even blinking.

"You..."

Guo Zijie stared at Mu Chen in disbelief, his right hand clamped tightly over his cheek. A trickle of red slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth, forming a crimson drop that fell into his palm. He looked down at the blood, his gaze flickering, and the wicked smile on his face instantly collapsed. He raised his eyes, his glare turning ice-cold as he looked at Mu Chen.

"You dare hit me!"

Mu Chen sneered. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he once again raised his right hand and swung it forcefully!

SMACK!

Another exceptionally crisp and clear sound rang out from the arena. This time, everyone at the Peak of the Holy Mark saw it perfectly clearly: Mu Chen had, in fact, slapped Guo Zijie across the face!

It was unclear whether Mu Chen had used too much force or if Guo Zijie had simply let his guard down, but the slap sent Guo Zijie stumbling back several steps before he could steady himself. He slowly straightened up, his pupils constricting as a crimson glow consumed them. His face turned livid, and he roared at Mu Chen, "FUCK! YOUR! MOTHER! YOU DARE HIT ME!"

Having cursed, Guo Zijie completely ignored whether Elder Bai had even announced the start of the match. He summoned a purplish-black cauldron, setting it before him as his right hand flew, weaving one bizarre Magic Formula after another. The cauldron instantly flared with a brilliant dark light, and ripples of Primordial Power radiated from it. Immediately after, its body expanded to more than ten times its original size. Under Guo Zijie’s control, the Poison Cauldron slammed down onto the arena floor, and wisps of purplish-black smoke began to rise rapidly from within it!

At the same time, as he unleashed his Primordial Power, Guo Zijie’s Martial Artist Realm was fully revealed. An eerie, purple Martial Ring materialized around him. He was an Emperor Realm Martial Artist! A First-Ring Martial Emperor!!

Seeing this, Elder Bai was finally jolted to his senses and hurriedly shouted, "Stop!"

However, Guo Zijie, who was on the verge of a rampage, completely ignored Elder Bai. On the contrary, the speed at which his hands weaved the Magic Formulas only increased, and the Poisonous Screen billowing from the cauldron grew ever more intense!

An ordinary person, upon seeing such a sight, would have immediately turned and fled. No one knew what kind of Poisons were contained within a Poison Cauldron Master’s Poisonous Screen, and no one was willing to test it firsthand. The price for doing so was a painful death!

"Mu Chen! Run! I’ll take this chance to seal the arena! Quickly!"

Elder Bai swiftly rose into the air. He crossed his arms before his chest and then thrust them outward, causing space itself to tremble. Streams of earthen-yellow light spilled from his body, quickly forming a huge barrier of light around Arena Number One. However, the barrier wasn’t complete; to allow Mu Chen to escape, Elder Bai deliberately left an opening behind him, an opening the height of one man and the width of two.

"Mu Chen! Go! The Poisonous Screen is about to spread! Do you want to die?!" Seeing Mu Chen still standing his ground, coldly staring at Guo Zijie, Elder Bai cast aside all pretense of his dignified status and simply screamed his lungs out. ’Mu Chen is the one Lord Dilaka specifically told me to protect! If anything happens to him, with Dilaka’s methods, I’ll be in for a world of pain!’

"Haha." Shan Qiuhen chuckled, looking up at Dilaka. "Old Di, it seems your judgment isn’t all that great. At first, even I thought this kid was a prodigy with real substance. But now? All brawn and no brains! He has strength, but no sense! Still, I have to admire his guts for daring to slap Guo Zijie! After all, that kid is someone that old fellow Xiao Yao’er from the mountains specifically asked for."

Shan Ziyan quickly voiced her agreement. In her opinion, if you dared to oppose a Poison Cauldron Master, you needed the resolve to either secure a certain victory or kill them in a single blow. Otherwise, the end result would be anything but pleasant!

Jun Wu, however, was frowning deeply. Based on his performance since the start of the competition and his previous battles, Mu Chen’s personality was steady and reserved. At least in her eyes, he had never shown a hint of arrogance. But just now, after hearing Guo Zijie slander Mu Bingling and Mo Qing, he had become like a completely different person, charging forward to deliver two resounding slaps!

Although she, too, found his actions ill-considered and impulsive, for some reason, when she saw Mu Chen slap Guo Zijie, she felt a jolt in her heart. It was a feeling of pride, of vicarious glory, and even... profound satisfaction!

’Why am I feeling this way...?’ Jun Wu pursed her red lips and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She tried to lower her head, to force herself to look away from the arena. Yet, the moment she did, she found herself unnaturally looking back up. Her subconscious was compelling her to keep watching...

"Hrmm..." Dilaka’s brows were tightly knitted, his hands clasped firmly together. He truly didn’t understand. He couldn’t figure out what Mu Chen was thinking. ’Is he fearlessly confident because he has some hidden card to play? Or is it really as Shan Qiuhen said—that he was provoked by Guo Zijie and is now acting on brute courage alone?’

"What on earth is that guy doing?" Jilal of the Caesar Empire was filled with questions. Any Martial Artist with half a brain, no matter how provoked by a Poison Cauldron Master, would never initiate a direct conflict. Yet Mu Chen had done the exact opposite!

"..." In the Flame Dragon Empire’s section, Long Xiaotian glanced at Long Yuan in the special seating area and snorted. ’This kid... I don’t seem to hate him so much anymore! Daring to slap a Poison Cauldron Master—fucking cathartic! Just thinking about the way Guo Zijie looked down on me last time makes my blood boil! I’ve wanted to smack that bastard for ages, but I never dared! To see a young calf who doesn’t fear the tiger today... how amusing!’

"Little Brother Mu Chen... you’re a total badass! If you can make it through this alive, then I, Shi Mu Hua, am determined to become your brother!" Surprisingly, Shi Mu Hua of the Celestial Gift Empire was grinning as he uttered these uncharacteristically bold words. This prompted the other contestants from his empire and the youth beside him to turn and stare, completely dumbfounded.

"Mu Chen! What are you waiting for?! Get out of there!!" Elder Bai shouted, his heart leaping into his throat as he watched the Poisonous Screen billow across more than half the arena. ’Mu Chen, oh, Mu Chen! What in the world are you thinking?!’

"Hmph!" Hearing Elder Bai’s shouts, Mu Chen glanced back at him. He opened his palm, and an intensely frigid aura burst forth, forming an exceptionally sturdy wedge of Profound Ice in the opening Elder Bai had left. It sealed the light barrier completely shut!

After doing this, Mu Chen let his arms hang naturally at his sides and retracted all of his Primordial Power. Then, he began to stroll slowly toward Guo Zijie.

This scene left everyone completely bewildered. A single thought surfaced in all of their minds at once... ’He’s marching to his death!’

"It seems I can no longer sit by and do nothing!" Dilaka shot to his feet, extending a hand toward Arena Number One. But just as he was about to act, Mu Chen walked directly into the Poisonous Screen and vanished from sight.

"He...!" Dilaka’s outstretched hand trembled. "But why?" he murmured, his expression utterly dazed.

The moment Dilaka spoke, the area of the arena enveloped by the Poisonous Screen began to tremble violently. The toxic mist, which had been slowly spreading just moments before, started to roil as if it had encountered something terrifying. It surged upward at high speed, slamming against the Primordial Power barrier Elder Bai had erected. It stuck to the ceiling of the dome, not daring to descend an inch!

With a soft thud, Mu Chen’s footsteps halted in front of Guo Zijie. He raised his head, a pair of crimson eyes locking onto his opponent. His lips curled. "A Poison Cauldron Master... is nothing special."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Mu Chen’s arm lifted again, becoming a black blur that swept across Guo Zijie’s face!

SMACK!

That crisp, clear, almost musical sound rang out from the arena for a third time. Guo Zijie stared blankly at Mu Chen and muttered, "Why is this happening..."

"Why did my fucking Poisonous Screen break my control and fly into the air?! What the hell did you do, you bastard!!"

SMACK!

Mu Chen didn’t bother to answer. Without infusing even a shred of Primordial Power into his hand, he swung again, viciously slapping Guo Zijie across the face. He sneered, "Weren’t you going to kill me?"

SMACK!

"Didn’t you say I wouldn’t live to see the end of the day?"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Aren’t you supposed to be so powerful?"

SMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACK!

"Weren’t you going to steal my women?!"

BOOM!

As if no longer satisfied with just slapping him, Mu Chen raised his right foot and kicked Guo Zijie violently in the abdomen, sending him flying more than ten meters away!

This scene should have been completely obscured by the Poisonous Screen, but when the toxic mist rose to the edges of the light barrier, everything inside became perfectly clear. The crowd saw every single one of Mu Chen’s actions, down to the smallest detail!

Surprise, amazement, and shock were no longer sufficient to describe what everyone was feeling. What was arrogance? What was dominance? What was power? Mu Chen’s actions at this very moment were the perfect definition of those three words!

To brazenly beat a Poison Cauldron Master! To brazenly beat an Emperor Realm Poison Cauldron Master! To brazenly beat an Emperor Realm Poison Cauldron Master using only physical strength, without a shred of Primordial Power!

What did it mean to be a badass?! This was the definition of a badass! Across the entire Extreme Martial Continent, he was the one and only!

"FUCK YOUR MOTHER, MU CHEN!"

Guo Zijie scrambled up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. With a guttural roar, his body was instantly enveloped in purplish-black Primordial Power! He sliced open his palm, letting the blood pool before flinging it at the purplish-black Poison Cauldron. "Blood Contract Feng Wu!" he bellowed. "Annihilate this bastard for me!"

ROOOAR!!

As Guo Zijie’s blood seeped into the Poison Cauldron, a roar that shook the very Azure Sky erupted from within, unleashing a massive shockwave.

And yet Mu Chen, standing at the center of the shockwave, remained as still and immovable as a towering mountain!