Wright's Berserk, Dragon's Roar!

Chapter Ten: Wright's Berserk, Dragon's Roar!

Chen Yun calmly watched Wright charge towards him. To others, it was a fast speed, but in his eyes, it was perfectly clear. After all, the suffering he endured for over a month wasn't for nothing.

Wright, seeing Chen Yun standing there motionless, felt even more triumphant. A good-for-nothing is still a good-for-nothing. I couldn't beat him before, but it's different now. I've cultivated Battle Qi and reached the Warrior level, while Chen Yun is a good-for-nothing who can't cultivate Battle Qi.

The outcome of this battle seemed to have no suspense in his mind. He could already picture Chen Yun being smashed to pieces by him. At this thought, a ferocious expression appeared on Wright's face.

It had to be said that Wright was not only arrogant and conceited, but at such a young age, he already possessed such a vicious mindset. It was truly unimaginable what he would be like when he grew up!

With a massive roaring sound, the two finally collided. Some of the villagers below the stage had already closed their eyes, as they also didn't have high hopes for Chen Yun. However, a few were still watching intently, as they were cultivators themselves and could naturally discern some things.

Wright immediately felt a surge of immense force spread through his War Hammer. His heart was filled with shock and disbelief. How could he have such great strength? Seeing that avoidance was impossible, Wright let out a roar, and a surge of Battle Qi erupted. The two then quickly separated.

Wright's hand, still gripping the War Hammer, trembled uncontrollably. Chen Yun, holding his War Hammer, stood there calmly, as if he were completely fine.

The first exchange was clear-cut, with the victor already decided. The villagers below who didn't know martial arts erupted in an uproar. Others, including Peter and several Sages, wore expressions of "as expected." Old Ent, on the other hand, looked quite smug.

Wright's shock at this moment was beyond words. How is this possible? How can this be possible? Wright muttered in a low voice.

"Impossible!" Wright suddenly roared, raising his hammer and charging fiercely at Chen Yun.

Seeing this, Chen Yun could only helplessly raise the War Hammer in his hand to meet the attack. "Boom, boom, boom..." A series of collisions erupted. However, Wright was even more horrified. Every single one of his attacks was easily neutralized by Chen Yun. Chen Yun looked like he wasn't even using his full strength, appearing more like a cat playing with a mouse.

At this thought, a sense of humiliation surged within Wright, making him, who considered himself a cultivation genius, unable to cope.

Indeed, Wright was a cultivation genius. When his talent was tested, he had a Level Nine talent. Level Nine! That was an incredibly terrifying talent. It meant that if he cultivated diligently and persevered, reaching the Saint Rank wouldn't be difficult. Moreover, with some fortunate encounters, stepping into the Venerable Rank realm wasn't impossible.

At this thought, a surge of malevolence welled up in Wright's heart. His originally brown eyes turned blood-red, his muscles rapidly swelled, veins bulged on his face, and a terrifying, ferocious aura emanated from him.

Accompanied by a low growl, like that of an ancient Fierce Beast, two War Hammers, glowing with a faint red light, were brought down towards Chen Yun's head with the force of splitting a mountain.

Chen Yun's hair stood on end, and a sense of crisis flashed through his heart. He mustered all his strength and, with lightning speed, raised his dual hammers to meet the red-glowing War Hammers. With a world-shattering roar, both figures were sent flying backward by the impact.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone recovered, they were all aghast.

Siri, in particular, exclaimed with excitement, "Berserk! It's actually Berserk!"

Old Ent's face changed drastically. He knew all too well the terrifying nature of this state, where one loses their reason in extreme anger but can unleash combat power and physical defense far beyond their normal limits. He never expected that this Berserk Bloodline, which had disappeared from the continent for hundreds of years, would appear in Wright.

Although Chen Yun's physique was also strong, and his Physical Body had reached Level One, facing a Berserk Wright would likely mean a grim outcome! But there was nothing he could do now. He could only stare grimly at the stage.

The two elders on the side also wore solemn expressions, their eyes gleaming with profound light. Berserk! It was a one-in-a-million Berserk physique.

Recalling the legends from ancient times, the Berserk Bloodline once shone brilliantly. It could be said that possessing the Berserk physique was synonymous with being an unparalleled powerhouse. This child's future was limitless!

Siri had already stood up in excitement, but suddenly remembered something and roared at Wright, who was slowly walking towards Chen Yun, "You bastard, stop it quickly!" But Wright had already lost his reason. His subconscious only wanted to destroy Chen Yun before him.

Chen Yun felt a tearing pain all over his body. After Wright went Berserk, his Battle Qi also became ferocious. The Battle Qi that entered Chen Yun's body ran wild like a runaway wild horse, causing excruciating pain, as if his meridians were about to burst.

At this moment, Chen Yun could barely stand, let alone fight.

Looking at the approaching, ferocious-looking Wright, Chen Yun felt a sense of powerlessness. He had finally managed to cultivate and shed the title of a good-for-nothing from his past and present lives. Now, not only was he defeated by Wright, but he was also facing a life-threatening danger. He knew that no one could interfere on the dueling platform! Was he going to die like this?

At this thought, Chen Yun felt a surge of unwillingness. No! I don't want to die so miserably! Chen Yun roared desperately in his heart.

"Ah!" Wright let out a great roar, his eyes red, and raised his fist to smash down on Chen Yun. Chen Yun stared at the rapidly approaching fist, his pupils contracting sharply.

At this moment, Old Ent below the stage tensed his body, leaning forward, about to rush out. But just then, a high-pitched Dragon's Roar sounded.