Chapter 1045: Chapter 1045

What startled the Demon God even more was that with each step Lin Chen took, the aura of commanding the world grew stronger.

What shocked the Demon God even further was that although he desperately gathered his aura to confront Lin Chen, the aura he amassed shattered instantly before the commanding world aura.

"How is this possible!"

The Demon God's expression grew increasingly grave, while Lin Chen wore a smile at the corner of his mouth, stepping lightly.

However, the pressure the Demon God felt became increasingly intense, and he noticed Lin Chen's commanding world aura continuously growing stronger and more terrifying.

In a clash of strong individuals, once someone's aura falls behind, it is exceedingly disadvantageous.

"I can't let him gather his aura any further." The Demon God, seasoned in countless battles, understood clearly that if Lin Chen's aura continued to strengthen, it would be highly disadvantageous for him.

At that moment, the Demon God abandoned all pride and suddenly struck first.

The Demon God's body flickered, like lightning, charging straight at Lin Chen.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded; after all, the Demon God was a legend.

This scene caused a stir among the many strong individuals below the ring!

They did not expect the Demon God to make the first move!

After all, in terms of credentials and age, the Demon God could be considered Lin Chen's elder, yet he took the initiative in such circumstances; it was disgraceful.

However, feeling the killing intent emanating from the Demon God and his terrifying speed, everyone's eyes revealed a touch of shock.

Meanwhile, everyone watching Lin Chen who had just been standing on the ring couldn't help but shake their heads.

In their eyes, Lin Chen would certainly die under such powerful aggression.

Especially Ichikuma Chida and Ikeda Yuki, whose eyes shimmered with delight.

"Kid, let's see how miserable your death will be for being so arrogant."

Ikeda Yuki's eyes flickered with malice, as if already witnessing Lin Chen's tragic death at the hands of the Demon God.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the Demon God's powerful fist hammered heavily on Lin Chen's palm.

Immediately, a storm of energy radiated from the center where the two stood on the ring.

Although everyone was far from the ring, the aura left them trembling, unable to withstand it.

As the storm dissipated, shock appeared on everyone's face.

Lin Chen was not knocked away by the punch as expected, but only took four or five steps back, stopping at the edge of the ring.

"How, how is this possible!"

Seeing Lin Chen actually catch the Demon God's iron fist, everyone was stunned.

It was known that the Demon God's punch surged with incredible momentum; both its power and speed reached the peak.

Yet Lin Chen merely retreated four or five steps under such disadvantage.

This profoundly astonished those who had looked down on Lin Chen.

"How did he block it!" A martial arts expert's face turned ashen, knowing that under such a punch, he'd be dead without a doubt.

Other experts, too, were agape in shock, especially those who had previously scoffed at Lin Chen, now looking at him with awe.

None among them could survive such a punch.

What further alarmed everyone was that the one who blocked the Demon God's iron punch was merely a young man in his early twenties.

"Ancestors, kill this Chinese pig."

"Ancestors, tear this scum into pieces."

Seeing Lin Chen block the Demon God's attack, the two showed some amazement, with hatred deepening on their faces.

At this moment, a hint of gravity appeared on the Demon God's face.

"Kid, I did not expect you to have some skills. If allowed to grow, you might become a formidable demon. Unfortunately, you met me, so you are destined to fall as a genius."

Killing intent surged in the Demon God's eyes; now both parties were mortal enemies. Lin Chen, so young, possessed such power, becoming a chief menace if allowed to mature.

Black mist enveloped the Demon God; his figure flickered, once again charging at Lin Chen with a fist.

Lin Chen was fearless, darting out like a cannonball, charging at the Demon God.

On the ring, sounds of their bodies clashing echoed as the two figures wrestled together.

Instantly, on the ring, stones splintered and energy storms erupted.

Initially, some experts could see the two's movements, but as the battle continued, their figures grew faster until eventually, the experts only saw two whirlwinds entwine together.

Everyone considered this a battle with a stark disparity, yet as the battle continued, they were shocked to find neither party held an advantage.

Once more, their fists and palms collided, each stepping back four or five steps.

A cold gleam flickered in the Demon God's eyes: "Kid, I did not expect you to force me to use the Apocalyptic Blade. Dying under my Apocalyptic Blade is your honor."

Instantly, the Demon God flipped his wrist, drawing a blood-red curved blade from his waist.

As the curved blade emerged, a blood-red light instantly split the sky.

Feeling this grim aura, everyone's spirits trembled.

The Ikeda father and son beamed with joy seeing their ancestor wield the Apocalyptic Blade.

Blood will undoubtedly flow when the Apocalyptic Blade appears.

Their ancestor wielding the blood blade signified a sworn intent to kill Lin Chen.

"Kid, witness the might of my Apocalyptic Blade." As the words fell, killing intent surged in the Demon God's eyes; he leapt forward, wielding the Apocalyptic Blade, chopping furiously at Lin Chen like thunder.

This strike caused the void to quake, as if tearing the air around Lin Chen apart.

Lin Chen felt a chilling aura enveloping him; however, to everyone's surprise, when the Apocalyptic Blade was less than a meter from Lin Chen, he made no movement.

"Lin Chen, dodge quickly!" Ye Zi and Jia Xiaoqing's hearts instantly clenched.

"Ancestor, cut him down, tear this brat into pieces." Ikeda Yuki shouted frenziedly.

The Demon God's Apocalyptic Blade cleaved through the air!

Yet the Apocalyptic Blade sliced only through Lin Chen's shadow; his real body had long appeared several meters away.

"You actually possess the spatial attribute! So what, I'll tear space apart; let's see where you'll hide."

After the words fell, the Demon God stomped the ground, leaping horizontally, wielding the Apocalyptic Blade once more to slash down.

Blood Blade Thirteen Strikes!

This time, the Demon God no longer held back, directly unleashing his self-created Blood Blade Thirteen Strikes.

Instantly, blade light flickered around Lin Chen as countless blade shadows enveloped him from all directions.

Although Lin Chen had the spatial attribute, the opposing blade shadows seemed inseparable; just as Lin Chen flashed from space, he was caught again by blade light.

Momentarily, danger surrounded Lin Chen, seemingly ready to strike him down with blades.

Despite being encircled by blade light, Lin Chen's face remained calm, moving swiftly, weaving through the blade light like a shadow.

Evading thirteen blade lights consecutively, Lin Chen's gaze sharpened as the Thunder Sword appeared in his hand, slashing boldly through the air.

A domineering blade shadow split through the thirteen blade lights, slicing through the void towards the Demon God.