Supreme Lord of Towers

At this moment, Ye Chen unwaveringly activated the power of the Nine Dragon Dominating Body, and purple-gold dragon scales emerged above his skin, making him resemble a humanoid True Dragon.

A loud explosion sounded.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen's fist violently collided with the fist of the Vermilion, causing a thunderous boom.

Awoo!

Immediately after, a painful howl emitted from the Vermilion's mouth, and its massive body was sent flying horizontally.

"What? How is this possible?"

"Xiao Mo's Vermilion bloodline actually lost to Ye Chen's physical body? Am I dreaming?" The onlooking Inner Hall disciples were all struck as if by lightning, their eyes wide with disbelief.

It's known that Xiao Mo's Vermilion bloodline is powerful enough even to overpower Quasi-God Realm experts.

But now, not only could it not faze Ye Chen, but it also got blown away by him.

Just how terrifying has Ye Chen's physical body become?

"This Ye Chen has such a powerful body, it seems he truly possesses a special physique."

"No wonder he could single-handedly kill three quasi-god offspring of the Dragon Race." Even the elders of the Inner Hall couldn't help but marvel.

Though they knew Ye Chen's body was strong, they never expected it to be this formidable.

It seems they've all underestimated Ye Chen's strength.

"No wonder Ye Chen is so confident; he indeed has reason to be! Just based on his earlier performance, he already can contend with the top ten of the Inner Hall.

It's a pity he encountered Xiao Mo; otherwise, he really might have had a chance of winning!" Elder Luo couldn't help but lament.

Ye Chen's special physique was even stronger than he thought; if the person he challenged were the tenth-ranked in the Inner Hall, he might have had a chance to win.

Then, he could challenge Sima Tian.

Unfortunately, the tenth-ranked strongman in the Inner Hall is out on a mission.

The only person Ye Chen could challenge was Xiao Mo.

So, today it's destined to be hard for him to win.

After all, Xiao Mo's true strength has yet to be fully revealed.

He was just playing along with Ye Chen just now.

"You can actually block my Vermilion bloodline—interesting. It's been a long time since I've encountered a newcomer like you." At this moment, a trace of astonishment flickered across Xiao Mo's eyes, but soon they turned calm.

He had to admit that Ye Chen truly had some capability.

It's been a long time since the Inner Hall has recruited a newcomer as formidable as Ye Chen.

However, he still didn't take Ye Chen seriously.

After all, what he used just now was merely the power of the Vermilion bloodline.

As for his most potent techniques, he hadn't even displayed them yet.

If he went all out, he could surely defeat Ye Chen easily.

"Show whatever means you have! Otherwise, you won't have a chance." Ye Chen said calmly, his tone immensely dominant and assertive.

"How boastful!"

"Overestimating himself!"

"This guy really thinks that just because he blocked Xiao Mo's Vermilion bloodline, he can contend with Senior Brother Xiao Mo. How naïve.

A frog at the bottom of the well like him doesn't even understand how terrifying Senior Brother Xiao Mo's true strength is!" Many Inner Hall disciples who supported Xiao Mo mocked, their mouths full of thick sarcasm.

Yes!

They admitted Ye Chen had some skills; in the entire Inner Hall, he should be considered unmatched.

However, thinking he could defeat Xiao Mo, who cultivates the Vermilion Martial Body, was sheer delusion.

It's known that the Vermilion Martial Body is a cultivation technique tailored for Xiao Mo by the Human King Hall, allowing him to maximize the power of the Vermilion bloodline.

Once he unleashes the Vermilion Martial Body, his combat prowess will greatly increase, something that someone like Ye Chen with his limited experience can't contend with.

"Ha! Such big talk! In that case, let me show you the true strength of Xiao Mo!" Xiao Mo couldn't help but sneer, looking at Ye Chen as if looking at a pitiable clown.

A mere newcomer dares to underestimate him like this.

It truly made him feel very disgraced.

If today he doesn't show Ye Chen a thing or two, Ye Chen won't understand what reverence means.

Buzz!

The next moment, a blood-red glow suddenly erupted from Xiao Mo's body, enveloping him and making it difficult for everyone around to open their eyes.

Immediately after, the Vermilion covering him rapidly shrunk and completely fused with Xiao Mo.

And Xiao Mo's appearance changed drastically in an instant.

His entire body sprouted snow-white fur, with only his hands, feet, and the top of his head exposed, as if forged from blood jade.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a Vermilion.

"Heavens! It's the Vermilion Martial Body; Senior Brother Xiao Mo is finally getting serious!"

"Soon, Ye Chen will realize just how foolish and ignorant he is!" The onlooking Inner Hall disciples exclaimed, ready for some entertainment.

"Sister Lv, everything is over; this guy utterly cannot contend with Senior Brother Xiao Mo's Vermilion Martial Body!" Lin Yan's lips couldn't help but curl into a mocking smile.

The Vermilion Martial Body was created after the Human Race's experts studied the Vermilion Race.

It's said that once cultivated to perfection, it can possess power matching a Divine Spirit.

And Xiao Mo, having awakened the Vermilion bloodline, is among the most suitable candidates for cultivating this Martial Body, making it much easier for him than others.

Although he can't fully cultivate the Vermilion Martial Body yet, he has already reached a certain mastery, being rarely challenged by anyone in the same Cultivation level.

Therefore, Ye Chen stands no chance of defeating him.

From the moment he challenged Xiao Mo, his fate of failure was already sealed!

"Hmph! This Ye Chen doesn't know his limits. Even I would have to put in quite some effort to defeat Xiao Mo, yet a mere newcomer dreams of conquering him, utterly oblivious." Lv Yue sneered.

She was curious to see what Ye Chen could use to contend with Xiao Mo's Vermilion Martial Body.

"Ha! Ye Chen, I forgot to tell you, my Vermilion Martial Body has even killed quasi-god offspring of the Golden Sword Dragon Race, so your little accomplishments are nothing before me," Xiao Mo declared haughtily, his expression full of proud arrogance.

The Golden Sword Dragon Race ranks much higher in the Dragon Race than the Silver Sword Dragon Race Ye Chen defeated.

Hence, Ye Chen's small victories were just a joke to him, nothing to be proud of.