Sword Saints Should Go Tank

v1 Chapter 227: 50,000 experience value

The challenge continued, and more and more people raised, and as the number of people increased, someone could finally threaten Lu Chen.

  

   That's how the person in front of you is.

  

   "Your Highness, I'm sorry!"

  

   The barbarian who came up in front of him was only 1.8 meters tall, and he who came up, after a guilty condemnation, went down into the ground and disappeared.

  

   "What is this? Ground penetration ability?"

  

   The sudden change did not make Lu Chen panic. Although the barbarians did not have any changeable internal power, the flesh-and-blood realm powerhouse strengthened to the apex would pass on some excellent bloodline information when they gave birth to their descendants.

  

   Because of this, there are still many barbarians who have awakened bloodlines. Those awakened bloodlines give the barbarians a variety of abilities, and now that a burrower pops out of the ground will not surprise Lu Chen.

  

   While Lu Chen was thinking slightly, his intuition suddenly moved, and he had a premonition.

  

   "Interesting thoughts are that they don't conform to the nature of barbarians. No wonder they apologize as soon as they come up."

  

While Lu Chen was talking, a strange wave passed from under Lu Chen's feet, but the wave was not directed at Lu Chen, but at the land under Lu Chen's feet. The strong man who can burrow knows Even a sneak attack from the ground would hardly hurt Lu Chen, so he was actually preparing to overturn the ground under Lu Chen's feet.

  

   "His Royal Highness, you said you would lose if you were knocked out of the circle. Now I lift the ground to see how you stand firm."

  

   I can only say that the barbarian thought very well, but: "You want me to fail just by these little moves. Are you too small for me."

  

   When he said this, Lu Chen's big feet suddenly lifted, and he stomped to the ground.

  

   With this stepping on, the ground "crashed" suddenly, and the strange fluctuations from the ground stopped instantly.

  

   Relying on the shaking ability of the earthquake, Lu Chen directly stunned the barbarians who had been submerged into the ground. As for the wave that it sent out that could overturn the ground, it was instantly dispersed by Lu Chen's earthquake.

  

   "Underground, it is also my home court!"

  

   After saying this, Lu Chen grabbed the barbarian and threw it underneath.

  

   The barbarian's burrowing and Lu Chen stepped on it. Many barbarians onlookers couldn't understand it, but when Lu Chen threw the challenging barbarian down, cheers rang again.

  

   "One more failure!"

  

   "Come on, it's up to you to defeat the prince."

  

   "Go on, Prince, defeat me, you can't lose to others!"

  

   Cheering like this, Lu Chen didn't pay any attention at all. He felt the barbarians in front of him with intuition, and then used appropriate power to send those barbarians off the ring.

  

   What Lu Chen didn't know was that although some people didn't see anything about his kick just now, some people stood up in shock.

  

   The eight princes face was the most depressed. He, who was learning the Bull Demon Concussion Fist like Lu Chen, was flushed at this time, and his expression was a little desperate.

  

   "Earth, earthquake, fuck, one month, just one month, that guy not only learned aerial earthquakes, he also understood earthquakes, really tm is a monster."

  

The nine princes beside    also looked ugly.

  

   "That guy is too talented, and we can't fight him in a single round of force."

  

Seeing that his two brothers were a little desperate, the young man named Amu could only speak quickly: "Don't worry, the fight for the throne depends not only on personal strength, but also on the strength of the subordinates. Although it is fair competition between people with the blood of barbarians, But the two brothers are the king’s biological sons. With the support of our father, we will receive the allegiance of many leaders’ sons."

  

  These words finally made Hachioji and Nine Princes relax.

  

   It's just that the two of them are relaxed, but Amu is not relaxed.

  

   "We can recruit the leader's son. Thirteen is so powerful. If you continue to win, there will definitely be a leader's son willing to go to him and you must do something."

  

   Thinking like this, he immediately gave a few orders to the person under him.

  

   "You guys, go and call the children of the boar family. I remember some of their children are brutal, let them challenge the thirteen princes. Remember, you need several people to challenge them in series."

  

   Not only the Eight Princes were anxious, the other Seven Princes, after seeing Lu Chen's stepping, thought that Lu Chen understood the ability of earthquakes, which made him change from sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai to wanting to end in person.

  

   It's just that he is now the pinnacle of the barbaric bone, and Lu Chen is just a barbaric body. He will be regarded by the barbarians as bullying the small when he personally ends. At that time, even if he wins, he will not be recognized by other barbarians and will even be despised by barbarians.

  

   Therefore, he also had the same idea as Amu, letting others challenge Lu Chen, defeating Lu Chen, and preventing Lu Chen from gaining fame.

  

   Yes, until now, the three princes and others felt that Lu Chen held the arena for fame. Therefore, they felt that defeating Lu Chen could stop Lu Chen.

  

   However, the Seven Prince is different from others in that he does not have a leader's son to take refuge in.

  

   After thinking for a while, the Seventh Prince spoke directly to Ji Xiaoling: "It's time for you Yunzhou people to give your strength, you can't let the thirteenth brother continue to win."

  

   "I understand, Your Royal Highness."

  

   Said this, Ji Xiaoling was ready to go down and prepare.

  

   However, before she left completely, the voice of the Seven Prince rang.

  

   "When my brother-in-law came to power, he said that in addition to fighting against the barbarians, he is willing to fight against the barbarians. You know what I mean."

  

   "Yes, Your Highness."

  

   Someone attacked Lu Chen for the throne. Lu Chen didn't know this, but even if he knew it, he would only be happy.

  

   In Lu Chen's view, the barbarians who came up were all experience points. Of course, Lu Chen would be happy if someone sent experience points to make him stronger.

  

   [System prompts, the host defeated the barbaric warrior* and gained 100 experience points]

  

   "System, how much experience do I have."

  

  【Experience value: 50000】

  

   "Fifty thousand, has it increased by 30,000? Have I defeated 3,400 people? Huhu..."

  

   Defeating so many people in the morning, Lu Chen was also a little bit tired, mainly because of Lu Chen's rules to himself that he could not leave the circle, which made Lu Chen could only use Concussion Sword Qi to attack the enemy remotely.

  

   The Concussion Sword Qi consumes a little bit lower than the one-strike big sword, but it is gold after all, and the body of Lu Chen's iron hit with hundreds of swords can’t be held continuously.

  

   looked at the sun rising to the center, and felt that the tired Lu Chen yelled directly below: "First pause, I'll have a meal, and we will fight in the afternoon."

  

   "Roar, roar, roar..."

  

   There were many barbarians underneath, and the noise was loud, but Lu Chen had a battle cry, and his voice was louder. A shout like thunder, instantly blasted into the ears of countless barbarians.

  

   Regarding Lu Chen's words, some barbarians felt unhappy. They were warlike and wanted to watch Lu Chen keep fighting.

  

   However, they also knew that this was impossible. After all, Lu Chen was a human being, not an iron machine.

  

   More importantly, Lu Chen's performance just now had already conquered many barbarians, so when Lu Chen announced that he would suspend, no one was too embarrassed.

  

  Even, many barbarians yelled at Lu Chen with concern.

  

   "His Royal Highness, take a good rest, we are not in a hurry."