Holy Fist

Chapter 450: 227 Dragon Elephant Qi-Blood, Vajra Horizontal Training!_2 Chapter 450: 227 Dragon Elephant Qi-Blood, Vajra Horizontal Training!_2 Eastern Seven Stars, it was agreed that they would truly clash without restraint on this stage. Let’s see who is the real king among the Eastern Seven Stars!

Thus, the Seven Stars will bring a hundred percent effort to this encounter. This Eastern Dark World martial arts tournament is going to be unimaginably fierce. Dragons and tigers battling, various confrontations. It’s estimated that those below the Seven Stars will suffer terribly from the fallout.

Just now, what Mountain King Chen Xiu said was meant for Bai Xiao and the other two to hear. Especially for Fang Chao and Ye Meng, the gist was, if you encounter the Eastern Seven Stars on the stage, don’t be stubborn. If you sense danger, surrender if you can. Otherwise, the Seven Stars, who have already decided to give it their all, will sense your desperate resistance and might even leave you seriously injured or disabled.

Smashing your foundations is not impossible!

“By the way, especially be wary of Evil Ghost Face. This person seems to have ulterior motives in this Eastern Dark World martial arts tournament. Moreover, his methods are ghostly and mysterious, involving the realms of the mind and fear. Fighting against other Eastern Seven Stars might at most result in physical injuries, which a few months of recuperation can heal. But fighting against Evil Ghost Face, one carelessness could result in becoming mentally impaired.”

When talking about this, even Mountain King Chen Xiu showed a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

In his fights with the other Eastern Six Stars, it was his victory rate against this person that was the lowest. All of Chen Xiu’s astonishing strength and defense had nowhere to go.

“Right, you came to exchange moves with me.”

Amid the conversation, Mountain King Chen Xiu took a sip of tea, returning to the original topic. He slowly put down the teacup and glanced at Ye Meng and Fang Chao.

“You are injured, so I will control my strength a bit during our match.”

“Don’t aggravate your injuries, especially with the tournament starting and not healed yet.”

Chen Xiu slowly stood up, twisting his thick neck, as the bones and joints clicked and made crisp sounds: “How about this, both of you come at me together.”

“It’s not that I look down on you, but I practice Cross-Training, I’m not afraid of being ganged up on.”

After speaking, he slowly turned around.

His tall figure headed straight towards the center of the Martial Arts Arena.