The Supreme King System

Chapter 142: Tournament (6)

The podium of the Tournament was enlivened by cheers that ruled the entourage of the Nine Immortal Sword Sect to accept Qin Chen's challenge.

Qin Chen stood quietly, ignoring the sound of the audience and enjoying his cup of wine.

"Sect Head!" One of the Elders had been infuriated by Qin Chen's arrogant demeanor down there.

They gnawed and gritted their teeth several times. The head of the Nine Immortal Sword Sect stood up, and stepped forward looking down.

"Buck! You are so young yet so arrogant! Do you disrespect this World Sovereign, Immortal Emperor!" The Sect Chief was now talking about honor with Qin Chen.

"Honor? When that elder attacked my disciple, was that not honor? Don't say much, even if there was an Immortal Emperor here, if he fought back, then it wasn't much different from the Elders before! I'll trample on his honor!" Qin Chen was holding back his excessive emotions, his demonic nature began to burn his blood circulation.

Upon hearing Qin Chen's voice, the Immortal Emperor stomped his hand against the table. "A snob!"

The shockwave broke the void of the sky, the entire land trembling violently with the turbulent momentum of his power suppressing all life.

Qin Chen slightly glanced sideways, the momentum of his strength suppressing the momentum of the Emperor power!

The three Elders rushed forward creating the protection of the three Plated Realms restraining Qin Chen's strength, unfortunately the three Realms shattered into pieces spreading out creating a Soul attack.

"*Cough!" The three Elders spewed out so much blood.

Everyone fell into a deep fear, even great Elders could be defeated with just the look of their eyes. The Emperor was speechless with tremors in his body holding an unstoppable fury.

Qin Chen was making a sound in the air. "I don't want to say much, our problem will be solved after the tournament is over. For now, you're silent motherfucker!"

Even that Emperor was smashed by the greatest humiliation did not dwell on anything. In the eyes of all of them, on the stage was a formless black figure yet resembling the manifestation of a Primordial Monster.

Dark black, bright blood red eyes struck the Earth with thunderbolts.

It was so dark that his killing intent could kill anyone who dared to move. Qin Chen slightly moved aside, the previous Elders suffocated almost to death.

"Fuck up! Come ... Kneel down and die!" His voice resembled the voice of death from the deepest Hell.

The Sect Leader cannot last long, it is better to die with resistance than to die in humiliation!

Darting into the sky, the sword aura within him attracted hundreds of thousands of swords scattered all over the World.

"Swar Creation! The Nine Heavens Form Sword. Destroy it!"

Swooshes! Swooshes! Swooshes!

Tens of thousands of swords pierced through the sky and fell into the area where Qin Chen was. Qin Chen who was there looked up at the sky, thousands of needle-like swords falling down.

Qin Chen slightly moved his right leg to the side, took a slight breath and threw it away. "The Art of the Cleaving Sword of Heaven and Earth!"

As his hand swung, thousands of swords trembled uncontrollably. Even the swords of the spectators were shaking as if Qin Chen's finger was the Sword Core of the entire World.

The Sect Chief's attack was swallowed into nothingness, only dust was flying along the vast sky. The Elders darted closer to Qin Chen attacking from all sides with full force.

Huh!

Qin Chen's breathing created a storm that enveloped him and blew them all out of place. Thousands of swords floated in the sky, all the swords in the World controlled Qin Chen with his finger.

Pulling and spinning in the sky, Qin Chen broke the sword and rained down the Earth ferociously.

Booms! Booms! Booms!

Qin Chen controlled thousands of swords to kill his enemy none other than. As the fog that was clumping in the sky and on Earth disappeared, the figure with dozens of swords on its back was on the ground without any sound and word coming out.

The Sect Chief and his followers died on the stage. His body was full of swords, and blood splattered everywhere creating pools of blood that flowed out from the stage.

Everyone fell silent with fear and horror at Qin Chen.

"The leader of the Nine Immortal Sword Sect along with the Elders within it has died. The Eternal Heaven Sect will occupy the sixth position of the 9 Great Sects. Whoever doesn't accept it, get on stage and fight with me!"

As Qin Chen's voice broke out in the air, they felt terror within their shadows. Fear by the Primordial Monsters that govern nightmares.

The Great Sect and the Alliance of the Thousand Sects did not have the slightest sound. They were terrified, even if Qin Chen had not been serious, his strength was already above all of them, right now.

Qin Chen returned to his seat, a moment after, the shattered stage returned to its original state. The slashed body disappeared in time, while the stage was back on the previous sat.

"Continue." Qin Chen.

Cai Wewei who heard it returned to the stage. "I'm sorry for the commotion, because everything has been resolved. The tournament will continue until it is over."

"The previous match winner was Yan Kai of the Eternal Heaven Sect with a God Class Formation!"

Slowly clapping of hands rang out from small to large and echoed. Compared to thinking about fear, they better replace it with the present atmosphere.

Chu Qincheng simply smiled, Qin Chen has returned his belongings before. Now, he was just enjoying the wine in his cup while looking at the match that was taking place in front of him.

"Home ... You were so cool." As Qin Chen was looking at the match, Chu Qincheng's voice sounded beside him in praise of him.

He gave his thumbs up towards Qin Chen along with his sweet smile. In fact, after that he gave a kiss on Qin Chen's face.

"Spirit ... " Chu Qincheng smiled once again giving spirit to Qin Chen.

"Certain ... You come closer, if you want to sleep, just sleep ... Because tomorrow's game is the most important."

"Allah ... I leave all this to you. I'm a little sleepy, wake me up when I'm done."

"Yes." Yeah."

In Qin Chen's mind, perhaps Chu Qincheng was chatting with his System about now. Or else, he was completely sleepy after some previous troubles, even though Qin Chen was the one who overcame all of them.

While on stage, Qin Chen's disciple won the Match constantly. This made the many Great Sects gulp down their respective spits and fury.

Qin Chen only smiled faintly, glancing sideways a few times with sharp dragon eyes giving a small warning not to move from his seat.

'T-shirt is the deciding round, the three Sword Master fights that determine everything on stage. Live or Die!'

Qin Chen gave a small grin, he did not need to worry about his students. Rather, make a plan for himself, about how to face the Gods tomorrow.

"Interesting ... Before the time came, my eyes had already evolved!" Mumbled.

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*Connected ...

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