Dragon God Supreme-Chapter 1941 - 1940: Feng Wuchen Takes Action

"The battle of the Nine-Star Divine Emperor, has Feng Wuchen’s power really become so terrifying?"

Ye Ming widened his old eyes at Feng Wuchen, simply unable to believe that Feng Wuchen’s power had already surpassed his own.

Feng Wuchen’s terrifying growth rate was completely beyond Ye Ming’s imagination.

"Is that kid a monster? How can anyone enhance their combat power by three stars?"

"Who exactly is he? How does he have so many Divine Artifacts?"

"A realm of Six-Star Divine Emperor, but with Nine-Star Divine Emperor combat power—this is simply a top-tier genius!"

Dozens of Divine Emperor powerhouses, having their limbs broken, were staring in horror at Feng Wuchen, as if looking at a monster.

"This kid’s strength is extraordinary, clearly not Divine Element power, but some ancient force; otherwise, it’s impossible for him to have such a boost in combat power. Young Master Zhou must be careful, this kid is anything but simple." Young Master Jiang frowned slightly in warning.

"You don’t need to tell me that." Young Master Zhou replied coldly, his gaze towards Feng Wuchen growing increasingly fierce.

"Passing through here shows no respect for Shenwu Peak, you’re so arrogant, I’ll see if you have the capital for such arrogance!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, an overwhelming power already gathering on the Dragon God Fist, causing the space to writhe like a dream-like illusion.

"Boom!"

At the moment his words fell, Feng Wuchen took the initiative to attack, with a resounding boom, his figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt, shooting forth like an unstoppable force.

"Humph! Below the level of Divine Sovereign, this Young Master has no opponents!" Young Master Zhou arrogantly exclaimed, charging forward without yielding.

"Boom!"

"Buzz Buzz!"

With a clash like lightning, the ground-shattering explosion resonated, an energy ripple spread, causing the space in thousands of feet radius to shake violently.

"Using Divine Artifacts to amplify power, it seems there’s some truth to it, and the power is indeed not weak." Young Master Zhou sneered with contempt, then launched another vicious punch towards Feng Wuchen.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Young Master Zhou launched a fierce offensive, every punch and kick condensed with all his strength, madly clashing with Feng Wuchen, a series of deafening explosions shocking everyone’s hearts with each collision.

"In every clash, this kid doesn’t retreat at all, seemingly inferior to Young Master Zhou, but he shows no panic, and no energy fluctuations, meaning he can fully contend with Young Master Zhou in strength." Young Master Jiang frowned and mused, constantly observing Feng Wuchen.

In the fierce clash, Young Master Zhou gradually gained the upper hand.

"Brat, are you done for? Is this all you’ve got? Where did your bravado go? Weren’t you very arrogant just now?" Young Master Zhou sneered arrogantly, seizing the advantage, and pursuing relentlessly, without giving Feng Wuchen any chance to catch his breath.

"Young Master! Take him down! Take him down!"

"Young Master! Don’t give him any chance! Finish him in one go!"

"Arrogant fool! He’ll soon find out the consequences!"

A dozen Divine Emperor powerhouses roared with anger, all wishing they could kill Feng Wuchen.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Young Master Zhou’s fierce attack never ceased, and though it seemed he held the upper hand in every clash, he didn’t realize that in terms of power, Feng Wuchen hadn’t fallen behind at all.

"Brat! Let’s see how long you can hold out! Having Divine Artifacts doesn’t make you extraordinary! Once I take you down, all these Artifacts will be my spoils! Haha!" Young Master Zhou laughed arrogantly, feeling confident of his dominance over Feng Wuchen.

"Young Master Zhou is too complacent!" Young Master Jiang mused with a frown.

Ye Ming furrowed his brows deeply, thinking, "Feng Wuchen hasn’t even exerted his full strength!"

However, just as Young Master Zhou was laughing arrogantly, Feng Wuchen’s next words immediately incited his fury.

"Your strength is not that great either, don’t celebrate too early. Can’t you tell you haven’t gained the upper hand at all? With your level of skill, I don’t take you seriously at all!" Feng Wuchen stated expressionlessly.

"Outrageous! How dare you look down on this Young Master!" Young Master Zhou roared in rage, his face twisting, and his murderous intent instantly intensified.

"Is that kid courting death? Daring to belittle our Young Master!"

"Arrogant to the extreme! To not even regard the Young Master! He’s seeking death!"

"Young Master! Kill this arrogant brat!"

A dozen Divine Emperor powerhouses again shouted in anger.

"With just your skill, I have every reason to look down on you!" Feng Wuchen retorted mercilessly.

"Bastard!" Young Master Zhou roared, his eyes instantly bloodshot, the surging aura crashing like waves.

"Buzz buzz!"

In his furious rage, Young Master Zhou immediately summoned a Divine Artifact, his combat power instantly skyrocketing, reaching the peak level of a Nine-Star Divine Emperor.

"A Middle-Grade Divine Artifact!" Young Master Jiang frowned slightly, thinking, "Young Master Zhou indeed held back in the previous battle."

With a ferocious and murderous gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen, Young Master Zhou shouted, "Brat! Prepare to die!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Young Master Zhou formed seals with both hands, gathering terrifying power, the dazzling blue light shooting straight into the sky with overwhelming momentum.

"Immortal Decision! Chaos Heaven-Opening Palm!"

With a sudden roar, Young Master Zhou unleashed a fierce palm strike from a distance, sending forth a colossal blue palm imprint of thousands of feet in an instant, charging towards Feng Wuchen with an imposing and overwhelming force.

Faced with the surging terrifying palm imprint, Feng Wuchen’s expression remained unchanged, without a hint of panic.

"What will he do? Clash head-on or choose to evade? Young Master Zhou’s power is no small matter." Young Master Jiang kept his gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen.

Seeing Feng Wuchen still motionless, Young Master Jiang mused with a frown, "Why isn’t he making a move? What exactly is that kid up to?"

"Feng Wuchen..." Even Ye Ming felt some worry at this moment.

Though Feng Wuchen was indeed powerful, Young Master Zhou was no weak opponent either, and Ye Ming feared that Feng Wuchen was underestimating him.

In the blink of an eye, the energy palm imprint closed in, fiercely and mercilessly crashing into Feng Wuchen.

"Boom rumble!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The location where Feng Wuchen stood exploded, and from beginning to end, Feng Wuchen hadn’t made any move.

"He actually didn’t dodge!" Young Master Jiang couldn’t help but widen his eyes in disbelief.

"Humph! Seeking death by himself!" Young Master Zhou said disdainfully.

"Is that kid an idiot? He didn’t dodge or defend!"

"He dared to ignore the Young Master’s attack! Courting longer life!"

"Humph! If he wants to die, who can stop him?"

A dozen Divine Emperor powerhouses were dumbfounded.

Just as everyone was shocked and thought Feng Wuchen was a fool, words suddenly came from the explosion center, scaring them out of their wits.

"Just as I thought, your power is only that much, not even enough to make me want to dodge." Feng Wuchen’s cold and arrogant voice came through.