Chapter 212

Chen Ang's figure vanished from where he stood.

"Roar."

The giant dragon roared.

Chen Ang appeared behind it.

The giant dragon seemed to have sensed it.

It turned back abruptly, and another claw attacked.

Chen Ang threw a punch to meet it, and under the collision, they fell into a stalemate.

Whoosh.

Another sound of air being torn apart rang out.

The giant dragon's thick tail swept over.

Chen Ang's gaze flickered, but he did not dodge.

He took the hit head-on, immediately let out a muffled grunt, and felt a violent impact, his whole body in extreme pain.

But at the same time, Chen Ang also seized this opportunity, grabbing the giant dragon's tail tightly with one hand, his sharp dragon claws embedding themselves into the flesh of the tail.

"Get up!"

Chen Ang gritted his teeth, let out a low shout, and with an eruption of power, sent the giant dragon's claw flying, then grabbed the giant dragon's tail with both hands and performed a sudden shoulder throw.

The massive power caused the giant dragon to be slammed heavily onto the ground before it could even react, emitting a muffled boom.

"Just got hammered by you, now it's my turn, right?"

Looking at the giant dragon struggling to get up, Chen Ang wiped the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, a bloodthirsty smile appearing on his face, his hands clenched into fists, his aura erupting and coiling around him.

Death and Dragon Might spread.

Without any hesitation, Chen Ang threw a punch at the giant dragon's abdomen.

Dragon Fist erupted.

The terrifying destructive power was instantly displayed.

With a boom.

The giant dragon's massive body was sent flying by this punch, crashing into the wall.

Chen Ang took a step forward, and before the giant dragon could land, he had already attacked again with another punch.

"Dragon Fist!"

Boom.

Another strike.

The giant dragon let out a painful sound.

"Die!!"

Cold words spilled from his mouth, and the mist of death erupted, swallowing the giant dragon.

Chen Ang opened his mouth, and Death Dragon Breath spewed out.

It landed directly on the giant dragon, causing constant destruction.

Outside the New Star Tower.

"He, he cleared it..."

"Holy crap, he even cleared the sixty-eighth floor?!"

"He's still a freshman, but with this strength, I'm afraid no one in their sophomore year is his match anymore, right?"

"Sophomore year? Heh, raise it by another grade and it would be about right."

"Gulp... Chen Ang wouldn't go all the way to the seventieth floor, would he?"

"Don't know, probably not likely, right?"

Some people were discussing.

On the screen.

The floor number suddenly jumped, reaching the seventieth floor.

But the next moment.

Rumble!

The gate of the New Star Tower opened.

A figure slowly walked out from within.

It was Chen Ang.

Only at this moment, Chen Ang's expression was gloomy; as he walked out, he muttered to himself, "This enemy on the seventieth floor, isn't it a bit too absurd?"

He had only taken one look.

And then he chose to surrender.

Yes.

Surrender.

Without any hesitation.

400,000 words now, asking for monthly tickets.

175: Chen Ang: I want to kill someone to vent.

It was very absurd.

In fact, as long as there was a chance, Chen Ang would never surrender to an enemy.

After all, for Chen Ang, as long as there was a chance, he could continuously expand that sliver of opportunity by relying on the ability of his Wild Dragon Physique.

But the boss on the seventieth floor.

There really wasn't even a sliver of a chance.

When the enemy's figure appeared, Chen Ang felt a trace of the aura of Law.

That's right.

It was precisely because Chen Ang was very sensitive to the aura of Law, after all, Chen Ang himself had the power of Law hidden within his body.

And it was because of this that he felt it was absurd.

Strictly speaking, even if the enemy on the seventieth floor was very strong, they were ultimately within Tier 6.

And a Tier 6 had actually mastered the ability of Law.

Even if it was only a sliver, Chen Ang could tell that the opponent had mastered the power to utilize Law.

Even if this power wasn't considered strong, for someone who hadn't mastered Law, it was enough to cause a crushing defeat.

This was also the reason why Chen Ang surrendered without hesitation.

Knowing he couldn't win and still not surrendering, he had no intention of being abused.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Chen Ang frowned, looked up, and revealed a puzzled expression. "What's wrong with you all?"

The entire scene was very quiet, with pairs of eyes staring at him, all filled with shock, which puzzled him.

Fortunately, the next moment.

A figure ran toward Chen Ang, saying with excitement, "Your Highness, you are too amazing."

It was Shyvana.

Although she had the thought of throwing herself into Chen Ang's arms, her rationality as a follower stopped this thought, but she still said with a face full of excitement, her eyes even holding undisguised worship.

Hearing this.

Chen Ang also understood what was going on and smiled, saying, "It's alright, didn't I still fail to clear the seventieth floor in the end?"

"You say that, but the seventieth floor isn't as simple as you think."

Zhao Sibo walked over and said with a bitter smile, "Let alone you, as of now, no one has been able to clear the seventieth floor."

"What?"

Hearing this, Chen Ang revealed a look of astonishment and frowned, asking, "That's not very likely, right? Although the enemy on the seventieth floor is powerful, it's impossible that no one in the entire academy can clear it, right?"

Zhao Sibo shook his head and explained, "Let's put it this way: those who can't beat it, can't clear it."

"And those who can clear it, won't go to fight it."

"It's like the top powerhouses among the students in the academy; they can't beat it at Tier 6 or even Tier 7. But after their realm gets higher, they are too embarrassed to come and keep trying."