Luo Meng was bouncing between heaven and hell.
The happiness and strength that came from the new support had not even warmed her up before it was shattered.
She was in despair now.
One brother was now lying on the floor probably pretending to be fainted while the other was standing there emotionless with closed eyes.
The support she had just gained was in shambles.
Li Tao was happy after slapping so many heroines back to back, he couldn't directly lay his hand on these two FMCs but their end will come by his hands for sure.
*Whoosh*
He turned to the left and saw a fist zooming in his face.
Neo had prompted him that the battle of ownership of the body of Luo Bingchen has come to an end, and the traveler Luo Chen won.
He devoured the original soul and restored his cultivation to 5th stage of Qi Condensation realm which is equal to middle-stage of grandmaster.
The fist surrounded by wind currents was one feet away from Li Tao's face when he took action.
Slightly tilting he head to the right perfectly dodged the blow with least effort. Luo Chen did not stop attacking after the first exchange.
His body moved like flowing water, each movement carrying the rhythm of a seasoned cultivator rather than a martial artist born in this world.
Li Jing met him head-on.
Fists collided.
A dull boom echoed through the club.
Tables shook violently and several wine glasses shattered from the shockwave.
The surrounding guests hurriedly retreated farther away, afraid of being caught in the fight.
Luo Chen's expression remained calm.
Yet inside his mind, waves were crashing.
He had won.
The weak soul called Luo Bingchen had already been swallowed completely.
The body now belonged to him.
But the moment he took control, he realized something troublesome.
This world was absurdly weak.
The spiritual energy in the air was thin and chaotic.
The martial artists around him were using crude techniques that barely qualified as entry-level body cultivation in his original world.
Even the so-called Grandmasters would have struggled to survive in the outer sects of his former sect.
Luo Chen's gaze swept across the hall while exchanging blows with Li Jing.
The short-haired girl in front of him had decent foundations.
Her qi circulation was smooth, her muscles tempered properly, and her reaction speed was excellent.
If she were born in his world, she could at least enter an inner sect after some training.
The others, however, were disappointing.
The crying woman.
The trembling rich young masters.
The arrogant guards lying on the floor.
All of them were weak.
Pathetically weak.
Then his eyes moved toward Nangong Li and Qin Chanchan.
Luo Chen paused for a fraction of a second.
Interesting.
The two women possessed unusually dense vitality.
Especially the colder one in the professional suit.
Her aura was not strong, but her fate seemed unusually heavy.
As if the world itself paid more attention to her than ordinary people.
Luo Chen had seen similar people before.
Children of destiny.
People whose lives influenced the flow of the world.
That discovery made him even more certain that this world was abnormal.
A low-grade martial world should not contain this many anomalies at once.
Another collision erupted.
Li Jing's elbow smashed toward Luo Chen's ribs.
He rotated his waist and redirected the force, then struck toward her shoulder with two fingers.
Li Jing reacted quickly and blocked, but the impact still forced her back three steps.
Her eyes became serious.
"This guy is weird," she muttered.
Normally, a mid-grandmaster should not be able to fight her so evenly.
Yet Luo Chen seemed to predict her movements before she made them.
Every strike carried terrifying precision.
Li Tao watched while leisurely sipping his iced juice.
Neo's voice sounded tense in his mind.
[Ding! Host, stop looking so relaxed.]
[Ding! That guy's combat instincts are at least several hundred years ahead of everyone here.]
Li Tao shrugged mentally.
"He still can't beat Jing'er."
[Ding! That's not the point.]
[Ding! The point is that he shouldn't exist here at all.]
Li Tao's eyes narrowed slightly.
That was true.
Luo Chen's appearance meant the original plot had completely gone off the rails.
A reborn Ye Feng.
A hidden black gate in the Endless Mountains.
And now an ancient cultivator possessing a side character's body.
The world was becoming increasingly unstable.
Another burst of force exploded in the hall.
Luo Chen suddenly accelerated.
His right palm swept aside Li Jing's guard while his left hand thrust forward like a spear.
Li Jing crossed her arms to block.
Bang!
She slid backward several meters, her shoes carving marks into the floor.
The surrounding crowd gasped.
Luo Chen did not pursue immediately.
Instead, he looked around the hall again, calmly analyzing everyone present.
The strongest among them was not Li Jing.
It was the man sitting on the sofa drinking juice.
Luo Chen could not clearly see through Li Tao's cultivation.
That alone was enough to make him cautious.
In his original world, failing to see through someone's realm usually meant one of two things:
Either the other party was much weaker.
Or much stronger.
And judging from the effortless way Li Tao had dodged his first strike, the second possibility was far more likely.
Luo Chen finally spoke for the first time since taking over the body.
"Interesting world."
His voice was calm and mature, completely different from Luo Bingchen's previous personality.
The people who knew Luo Bingchen immediately felt a chill run down their spines.
This was not the same person.
Even Luo Meng subconsciously took a step back.
Li Jing cracked her knuckles and grinned.
"Stop acting mysterious and fight properly."
Luo Chen looked at her for a moment.
Then he nodded lightly.
"As you wish."
Luo Chen stepped forward again.
The air around him twisted faintly as spiritual energy gathered toward his body.
Neo immediately shouted in Li Tao's mind.
[Ding! Host!]
[Ding! He's using actual cultivation techniques now!]