Chapter 157: Impossible

The black market is not just a single force, but a combination of dozens of forces.

The major forces in the black market are fighting each other openly and secretly. If the Holy Son wants to be elected, he must be agreed by all the major forces in the black market.

In fact, there is no Black Market Lord in this generation of the black market, because no one has yet made the countless forces in the black market submit.

Now the black market has actually elected the Holy Son, which is indeed an amazing news.

You must know that a cohesive and unified black market is different from the current scattered black market. All the forces in the black market combined are enough to compete with the countless forces in the Wusheng Kingdom.

No wonder the black market has been taking more and more actions recently, and the black market has actually elected the Holy Son.

With the Holy Son, it means that the black market has begun to unify.

Being able to make countless forces in the black market surrender, the ability of this Saint is absolutely terrifying. The Blood Shadow Hall is one of the top five forces in the black market. Now the head of the Blood Shadow Hall, Xue Wuye, is extremely respectful to the Saint Son.

This also proves that this Saint Son is not a fake news released by the black market, but the real Saint Son, who has indeed been selected.

The Saint Son's eyes were looking at everyone. Suddenly, he moved his feet, walked over, and stood in front of Chu Fengmian.

He stood five meters in front of Chu Fengmian and stopped. If he approached, it would be a provocation.

The ethereal voice sounded, and the Saint Son spoke slowly.

"Are you Chu Fengmian? The genius who stepped into the 70th floor of Tongtian Road during the entrance examination?"

"Yes."

Chu Fengmian nodded.

There is no need to hide his identity.

"I wonder when the Holy Son will come to see Chu?"

"Nothing, but I think you have good qualifications, so I plan to take you under my wing and make you the Morning Star Venerable, one of the three great Venerables in my black market."

The Holy Son spoke, and his ethereal voice sounded again. His voice was extremely high and mighty.

"In the Wusheng Kingdom, there are too few talented warriors. Among the people present, I only think you have good qualifications and are qualified to work for me. As long as you agree, from now on, you will be the Morning Star Venerable in my black market."

"Hmph!"

Before the Holy Son finished speaking, a cold snort sounded.

"So, the Holy Son thinks that the disciples of our other sects have no strength?"

Yan Xuan walked out, with a bit of arrogance between his eyebrows.

"It is said that the strength of the Black Market Holy Son is also the best among the heroes. I wonder if the Holy Son is interested in fighting with Yan?"

Yan Xuan said coldly.

The reason why he said this was because of what the Holy Son had just said. Among the warriors present, Chu Fengmian was the only one he valued.

He didn't take the others seriously. Who of the young talents present could tolerate this?

Yan Xuan, who had the most arrogant personality, was the first to stand up.

The Holy Son's realm was at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm. Yan Xuan, who was also at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm, was naturally not afraid of him at all.

"Do you think you are my opponent?"

The Holy Son said calmly, looking at Yan Xuan with no seriousness in his eyes.

Disdain, not disdain, but not taking Yan Xuan seriously at all.

Yan Xuan, who was also at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm and now the first genius of the Candle Flame Sect, the Holy Son didn't even look at him twice.

"Go ahead."

The Holy Son stood with his hands on his hands and said calmly.

"Arrogant! Eternal Flame!"

Yan Xuan roared, and a ball of flame suddenly condensed on his hands. This ball of hot flame suddenly turned into a fire dragon.

He roared and rushed towards the Holy Son.

The Holy Son, on the other hand, just raised his hand calmly, and in an instant, the fire dragon was extinguished.

"What!"

"Yan Xuan's fire! It was extinguished so easily!"

The faces of countless onlookers changed drastically.

As a disciple of the Zhuyan Sect, Yan Xuan's most powerful skill was the art of controlling fire. In addition, Yan Xuan's bloodline was extremely refined, and his fire was known as the immortal fire, which would never be extinguished.

But in front of the Holy Son, the fire was extinguished in an instant.

"This kind of fire is not even qualified to hurt me, and you still want to challenge me? Go back and practice for a hundred years, you can't be my opponent."

The Holy Son said calmly.

"Good! It's really the Black Market Holy Son, so arrogant!"

Yan Xuan's face turned red in an instant when he heard the Holy Son's words, and he was enraged all of a sudden.

As a genius of the Zhuyan Sect, when did he fall to such a point where he was ridiculed.

"Seven-color fire pattern..."

"Yan Xuan, stop!"

The red-haired elder saw this scene and suddenly came in front of Yan Xuan, breaking the spiritual power that Yan Xuan had condensed with a palm.

"You are not yet at your full strength. You still need to preserve your strength in the holy land before showing it."

The moment the red-haired elder rushed over, he also quietly sent a message to Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan then slowly stopped the spiritual power that was condensed, just glanced at the Holy Son, and spoke calmly.

"In the Holy Land, if you and I meet, let's fight with all our strength."

After saying that, Yan Xuan left with a wave of his sleeves.

Now in the public eye, exposing all his cards is the most foolish behavior. Although Yan Xuan is arrogant, he is not a reckless man, so he naturally understands this.

Although this battle was short.

But everyone now knows how powerful the Holy Son is.

Although everyone can see that Yan Xuan is holding back, the Holy Son is still the same. The Holy Son can defeat the attack of warriors of the same realm with one move.

It means that the Holy Son's current strength is invincible in the Divine Sea Realm.

"Chu Fengmian, what do you think? Do you want to join the black market and become a venerable under my command?"

The Holy Son turned around and looked at Chu Fengmian again.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Chu Fengmian replied coldly. Although his tone was indifferent, everyone could hear the determination in it.

Chu Fengmian would never surrender in his life. He would rather die than surrender.

"Oh? Brother Chu, don't you plan to consider it?"

The expression of the Holy Son suddenly became cold, and his murderous intent was released without any concealment.

The atmosphere suddenly became freezing point, and the trace of murderous intent made everyone shudder.

"No one dares to refuse my invitation."

The tone of the Holy Son changed, and the murderous intent in his words no longer needed to be hidden.

The meaning of this sentence was very clear. If you don't surrender, you will only die.

"Hua La La."

Countless warriors hurriedly retreated. The Holy Son was angry and attacked, and they didn't dare to be affected.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Chu Fengmian spoke again, and this time his voice was even several times louder than before.