Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker Chapter 317: This operation is so slick!

"Buzz——"

A brilliant purple light burst out from the young man in purple clothes, incredibly scorching, as if it could lt everything.

This power was ancient and formidable.

Even Qin Zi felt threatened at this mont, even considering retreating slightly.

However, he did not retreat.

"Hmph! Such a re inheritance, what can it do to ?!"

He snorted coldly, and the Beast God’s Heart within him shone, instantly filling his body with a powerful and ancient energy.

And his right hand continued to press down toward the head of the young man in purple, colliding with that purple light.

"Puff puff puff!"

When his palm collided with the purple light, Qin Zi’s hand felt as though it had grasped a sea urchin, being pierced instantly, blood dripping everywhere.

However, he seed oblivious to the pain, as his bloodied right hand continued to penetrate the purple light, finally... landing on the face of the young man in purple.

"Boom!"

The young man in purple’s head smashed hard against the ground, and the enormous force made the battleground’s floor collapse into a half-ter-wide pit.

It’s worth noting that this battleground was made by Qin Chuan; although it was casually created, it was extrely tough.

The force of this impact can only be imagined.

"I can’t lose, I am the chosen one, how could I possibly lose?! Ahhhhh!"

The young man in purple laid on the ground, eyes bloodshot, then suddenly roared, his whole body glowing, and a purple hemisphere radiated from within him, as if burning up a small cosmos.

"Dong!!"

However, Qin Zi directly thrust a foot into the purple hemisphere, then stomped down on the handso face of the hysterical youth.

In an instant!

His body tensed up, then completely went limp, while the purple hemispherical light slowly dissipated.

Qin Zi retracted his right foot.

Looking down, he saw a bright red shoe print on the man’s face, blood of varying lengths stread from his nostrils, and his mouth agape, eyes dull as he gazed at the sky, seemingly having lost all dreams.

"Hehe, this is the basis of your arrogance?"

Qin Zi sneered with scorn, "A chosen one, in front of , who dares to call themselves the chosen one?"

The young man in purple trembled slightly.

It seed his heart was pierced again, but he still lay on the ground unmoving, eyes vacant and dull.

"However, though you were defeated, your strength is not weak. Among the young generation today, there are few who can injure !"

At this mont, Qin Zi changed his tone.

Then, he produced a token from his hand, bent down, placed it on the left side of the young man’s neck, and said:

"You have earned the right to receive a Token. Within the Qing Ye Heavenly Sect, there is great opportunity. Once you grow stronger, we shall battle again."

The young man in purple did not respond.

A few seconds later.

He slowly turned his head, glanced at the token, then disinterestedly turned back, staring at the sky.

A few seconds later.

He suddenly turned over, instantly standing up with a kip-up move, then swiftly bent down to pick up the token.

Then, he stretched his arms forward, lifted them up high, placed it on his forehead, slicked back his ssy hair from the front to the back, raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, inhaled sharply, and wore an enchanting and sage-like expression.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

With the motion of slicking his hair, rings of purple light erged from the top of his head, enveloping his body from head to toe, then landed on the ground, dispersing away.

And strangely enough.

After going through these rings of light, his originally ssy garnts beca tidy and immaculate!

The shoe print on his face, the nosebleed, and bruises imdiately disappeared, returning to his previously elegant and poised appearance.

Eyes cool, deanor extraordinary.

In contrast to Qin Zi, whose clothes were now disheveled, slightly damaged, with his right hand showing cracks and still dripping blood.

The disparity was obvious!

"This..."

Qin Zi stared blankly at this scene, never expecting that after losing, this person could still act so ostentatiously.

Clearly, he had been beaten like a dog, yet he gave off the vibe of a victor, truly a talent.

"Buzz!"

At that mont, the black light veil over the battleground automatically dissipated.

Instantly, all eyes focused on the two of them.

The crowd was silent for a mont, and then they burst into an uproar!

"Qin Zi lost?!"

"He defeated Qin Zi? Impossible, who can defeat a monster like Qin Zi?"

"But the truth speaks volus, look at them, isn’t it obvious who won? And he’s holding a token."

"Yes, the token!!"

"He really defeated Qin Zi, hiss——"

Imdiately, the sound of deep intakes of breath echoed continuously.

So Martial Emperor experts even inhaled so much cold air that the surrounding air temperature rose sharply, burning those nearby to death!

Instantly, screams rang out.

"Ten years from now, we shall battle once more. I hope you won’t disappoint then."

The young man in purple said flatly, then suddenly rose into the sky, flying toward the distance.

It was clearly in the direction of the Qing Ye Heavenly Sect, whose location was no longer a secret.

"Damn..."

Qin Zi took a deep breath, clenched his fists, a sudden urge to hit soone swelling within him.

Damn it!

This brat was such a pretender, clearly having been beaten severely, but now it seed as if he had won.

And the key is.

This was sothing he couldn’t explain!

How could he explain it? Tell everyone that in fact, he had won, and that this brat had been pinned down and pounded?

That would surely invite countless scoffs—patch up your wounds before you lie!

So, this ti, he could only let this brat keep up the act, in a stylish way we’d say—damn, he pulled it off!!

"Hehe, so this is Qin Zi? Looks like he doesn’t have three heads and six arms like the rumors say."

At this mont, an arrogant voice rang out again.

Wow!

The crowd turned their heads, seeing a remarkably handso young man in white clothes walking overhead at a casual pace.

He exuded a faint white glow, as if a full moon was suspended behind him, appearing sacred and pristine.

"Do you also want the token?"

Qin Zi glanced at him coldly.

"The inheritance of the Qing Ye Heavenly Sect, though not the best, still has so use if taken to explore."

The white-clad youth smiled.

He spoke arrogantly.

It seed that in his eyes, Qing Ye Heavenly Sect was nothing special, and from his deanor and poise, he did not seem to be rely boastful.

"Do you think you can defeat ?"

Qin Zi asked solemnly.

"Hehe, though the world is changing greatly, I dare not claim invincibility among my peers, but to defeat you... what’s so difficult?"

The young man in white smiled calmly, seemingly indifferent yet carrying a strong confidence, even more assertive than the young man in purple before.