With the armor broken, Shan Kui's battle prowess was naturally weakened. He was no longer a match for Zi Chen.
The other party did not have the intention to kill, so Zi Chen stopped.
Shan Kui cupped his fists at Zi Chen and said in shame, "I lost."
This was an indisputable fact because Zi Chen's light shield was still intact.
Shan Kui said again, "May I ask if this weapon has been baptized?"
Zi Chen nodded and said, "Its grade should be in the top 100 now."
"Losing to a hundred soldiers is not an injustice!"
Shan Kui shook his head and sighed. He seemed to be free and easy, but his face was full of regret because the expensive armor was ruined just like that.
"So what if it's a hundred soldiers?
Shan Kui, don't underestimate others and destroy your own prestige. "
The young man in the distance suddenly soared into the air and stood in front of Shan Kui.
There was also a rising battle intent on his body.
"Young Master, you can't!"
Shan Kui was shocked and hurriedly dissuaded him. He had personally experienced Zi Chen's battle prowess. Just that light shield alone was not something his young master could resist.
It was unknown whether it was confidence or arrogance, but the young man waved his hand to signal Shan Kui not to say anything. He looked at Zi Chen and said, "Today, I'll let you see what it means to say that there is always someone better than you.
Don't think that you're invincible just because you have a hundred soldiers. "
Zi Chen looked at the young man and saw that a powerful aura suddenly surged out from the young man's body. It was emitted by his long robe.
"It's the Fang Clan!"
"It's definitely the Fang Clan!"
"Only the Fang Clan can forge such an armor and such a unique magic spiritual robe!"
Seeing the young man's glowing robe, many people in the Sagely Mountain City exclaimed.
The Fang Clan was a force north of the Sagely Mountain, and it was a real big force. They were famous for refining defensive artifacts and were truly a huge clan with wealth that could rival countries.
There had always been a rumor that the Fang Clan's power could compete with one of the Sagely Mountains. It was obvious that they had a strong foundation.
At this moment, the magic spiritual robe displayed by the young man was obviously of high quality.
Zi Chen looked at the young man in front of him with coldness in his eyes.
The young man smiled and said, "So what if you have a hundred soldiers?
If you're not good at attacking, how can you break through my defense? "
All of a sudden, rays of light burst forth from the young man's robes. These rays of light scattered in all directions, forming a defensive barrier.
"Even if I stand here and let you attack, you won't be able to break through my defense!"
The corners of the young man's mouth curled up. The sarcasm in his voice was very obvious.
"Are you sure?" Zi Chen looked at the young man.
The young man snorted and said, "Today, I will teach you a lesson. There is always someone better than you. Don't think that you are so amazing just because you defeated You Yi."
Zi Chen withdrew his shield and switched to his baton.
Light blossomed from the staff, and a powerful aura was released.
Zi Chen's stick fell.
Space seemed to be torn apart by this staff.
Shan Kui felt as if he was facing a great enemy. He wanted to go up and block, but without his armor, he would definitely die if he went up.
The young man signaled Shan Kui to step back with his eyes. As expected, Shan Kui stood there without moving.
Shan Kui had no choice but to retreat.
Zi Chen's staff fell on the young man's body.
Countless ripples surged out like ripples on the surface of water, layer by layer, neutralizing the power of Zi Chen's staff.
Zi Chen felt that the power of the staff was constantly dissipating, but the young man's defense was still intact.
Zi Chen's heart skipped a beat. He knew that he had been careless. If it was a battle of life and death, he would be at a disadvantage.
The young man still looked at Zi Chen with a smile, the sarcasm on his lips did not diminish. "How is it?"
Zi Chen's second strike landed, and a purple-gold light blossomed from the body of the staff. With a bang, the youth's defense was immediately broken, and dozens of cracks appeared on his long robe.
The young man's body flew backward. The previously arrogant robes hung on his body like rags, fluttering back and forth.
"Young Master!"
Shan Kui exclaimed and flew into the distance.
However, his reaction was too slow. He did not expect that the difference in power between Zi Chen's first and second attack would be so great.
The young man's body fell to the ground, and then he began to cough up blood.
The surroundings were silent. Even the Sagely Mountain City was quiet for a moment.
Shan Kui came closer. The young man waved his hand and said, "I'm fine."
As he spoke, he actually coughed up blood again.
Shan Kui was very worried about his Young Master, but he was more worried about Zi Chen. Hence, he turned around and looked at Zi Chen vigilantly.
Zi Chen did not continue. He glanced at Shan Kui, then at the young man, and then turned to leave.
The young man staggered to his feet and looked at Zi Chen who turned to leave. He laughed and let the blood flow from the corner of his mouth. He did not care and said, "This is only the second level, and you're already running away. Won't you be chased on the third level?"
Lan Gu Meng and Shan Ya looked back at the young man with cold eyes. It was Zi Chen who let him go. Not only did he not know how to be grateful, he even dared to provoke him.
"Let's go."
Just as the two of them were hesitating whether they should teach the other party a lesson, Zi Chen's voice rang out in their ears.
The two of them could only follow Zi Chen. Before they left, they did not forget to warn the young man with hateful eyes.
"That's right. It must be the second generation of the Fang Clan, Fang Wumian."
"He could have provoked anyone, but he dared to provoke Zi Chen. A set of armor and a magic robe were destroyed just like that. What a pity."
"What's there to pity?
The Fang Clan is rich and that person is Fang Wulian. He was born to be a prodigal. "
The second generation of the Fang Clan, Fang Wulian, was affectionately called Fang Wumian because of his reputation. He could do anything shameless.
For example, in this trial, he went to the Saint Soul Mountain. Not only did he not gain anything, but he also suffered a great loss.
Furthermore, there were countless similar stories.
He was extremely proficient in swindling, swindling, raping, plundering, jesting, and stealing. It was said that he himself was not well-liked in the Fang Clan. If it wasn't for his extraordinary status, he would have died countless times already.
However, to the pity of countless people, Fang Wulian had a good family background. His brother was also the future leader of the Fang Clan. Therefore, many people dared not speak out against him.
Fang Wulian, who was called Fang Wumian, was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He patted Shan Kui's shoulder and said, "You've worked hard."
Shan Kui was ashamed.
"What's with your expression?
Isn't it just a set of armor? I'll make you another set when we get back.
Come, let's go back now. "Fang Wulian said.
"Go back now?"
Shan Kui was stunned and said, "But we haven't gotten anything yet. We haven't been to the third floor either."
"It's already like this. If we don't go back, are we waiting to be beaten up by others?"
Fang Wulian waved his hand and said, "I'm not going to the third floor. With my personality, I might beat up anyone I don't like.
Right now, I can't beat anyone.
Come, let's go back to the Sagely Mountain City and call a few girls. We'll go to the Undrunk Brothel to drink and have fun. "
The city was filled with boos.