1568 Lets Fight Together (1/2)
”Hmph! You little piece of shit! You can't even protect yourself and you're want to get involved in others' business?” Acepere looked at Chen Xiaobei from the corner of his eyes and shouted, ”Men! Get rid of this dumbass! Don't let him cause a racket here and disturb our fun!”
Immediately, some of the wizarding school's core apprentices and some of the Vatican's core elite riders; a total of about 30 men, stormed towards Chen Xiaobei!
These people were all of Celestial Cultivation and above. Their combat powers ranged from 70,000 to 130,000 – considered to be some of the finest young men on earth.
Any one of them would have no prolem going up against the disciples of random ancient factions' leaders. That was why they were so confident.
Also, Chen Xiaobei had struck Ding Wuji before they entered the tomb, so they knew Chen Xiaobei was at the peak of Celestial Cultivation with 130,000 combat power!
Over thirty men gathered around Chen Xiaobei, confident that they could take him down.
”AOE Magic! Fireblast Dragon!”
The wizarding school's apprentices stood in a small formation, and began to conjure a spell.
”Order of Chivalry! Holy Light Charge!”
The Order of Chivalry unsheathed their heavy swords and charged towards Chen Xiaobei!
The incantation would need some time before it was complete so, the riders attacked first. Their cultivations were all at Celestial Cultivation and above. The person in the lead had 130,000 combat power!
A pure white brilliance lit up the place, and dazzling angelic wings grew on each of their heavy swords.
As they were running, the snow-white feathers fluttered in the air, pure and brilliant, making them look like heaven's holy knights on a scared mission, trampling over everything and everyone who stood in their way.
”How powerful! Can Faction Leader Chen fight them on his own?” The four Ancient Tomb disciples frowned. Right now, their fate was bounded to Chen Xioabei's.
If Chen Xiaobei won, they would have the chance to live. If he lost, the four of them would fall into the abyss of eternal damnation.
”Hmph! That piece of trash? It'll be a miracle if he can win!” Feng Bucun spat while next to him, Fang Yin nodded as she cracked a sly smile on her face.
Right now, only Xiang Yu and the other two Bei Xuan disciples had complete faith in Chen Xiaobei.
If Chen Xiaobei dared challenge them to a fight, that would mean that he would never lose!
”Kill!”
The riders were already close enough to cut Chen Xiaobei into pieces with the winged swords.
But!
What happened next was completely unexpected.
”Huh? Why can't we move? Could… Could this be…”
The riders stopped abruptly as if they were being held back by a trapping spell, frozen in place.
No matter how hard they tugged, they could not lift their feet off the ground. To make things worse, even their hands were rendered immovable.
”Force of Nature! Chen Xiaobei is an Ethereal Cultivation Elite? How… How is this possible?”
The riders screamed, looking like they had just seen a ghost.
Pom!
Pom!
Pom!
The riders fell to their knees. The Force of Nature that Chen Xiaobei inflicted on them had caused a dozen of them to be squashed together like a meat bun. The excruciating pain had forced them to yield to Chen Xiaobei.
Their cultivations were between 70,000 to 130,000. The Force of Nature that Chen Xiaobei borrowed was at 180,000 combat power, which could be boosted if he wanted to.