Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 156 If words fail, let's fight!
The two sides faced each other, their auras clashing fiercely on the wasteland, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Zang Xin, the leader, sighed helplessly and said, "Is this matter really impossible to resolve?"

Although it was phrased as a question, everyone present understood that what Zang Xin said was merely a polite formality.

Zhao Song's limbs were severed, the Tang Clan's long-cultivated leader of the Power Hall was crippled, and the Tang Clan's extensive network of influence in the East China Sea region, which was like a money tree, was completely uprooted, severely damaging the Tang Clan's vitality.

Whether it's people within the Tang Clan or external forces, everyone knows that this conflict can no longer be resolved through simple negotiations.

The dignity and interests of the Tang Clan have been seriously challenged. If they do not show appropriate courage and fight back, then the hyenas and wolves from the outside world will swarm in and wipe out the interests that have long been firmly controlled by the upper echelons, and climb to the top!

Chen Zhou stood on the wasteland, calmly gazing at the five people opposite him. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather an indescribable calmness and confidence.

“If Vice Sect Leader Zang came here to mediate the dispute, then you may go back. I hope to see Sect Leader Cao at the next negotiation.”

"In my eyes, the Tang Clan was already rotten to the core. Please don't let my impression of the Tang Clan continue to worsen."

Chen Zhou's voice was calm and firm, as if stating an irrefutable fact. His words were like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of the five members of the Tang Clan.

Zang Xin frowned slightly, a complex light flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected Chen Zhou's attitude to be so firm, leaving them no room for maneuver.

"Chen Zhou, you are far too arrogant."

Guo Xiaoxu's voice was deep and powerful, carrying a hint of suppressed anger, "The Tang Sect has stood on the continent for ten thousand years. How can a junior like you easily judge it?"

Chen Zhou smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over Guo Xiaoxu with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Hall Master Guo, the history of the Tang Clan is indeed glorious, but in my opinion, it is nothing more than the victors of history arbitrarily writing history that can be arbitrarily altered. What truth can be found in it?"

"I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'Those who are obsessed with the garbage of the past only deserve to be swept into the trash can.'"

"I think this statement, though vulgar, is ingenious."

Guo Xiaoxu's face instantly darkened. Chen Zhou's words struck him like a heavy hammer blow. The glorious history of the Tang Clan had always been their source of pride, yet now, Chen Zhou had so casually belittled it, even mocking it as "trash." Such an insult was intolerable to any Tang Clan disciple.

"Chen Zhou, you've gone too far!"

Guo Xiaoxu's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger. His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles made a cracking sound, as if he were about to explode at any moment.

However, Chen Zhou remained calm, as if Guo Xiaoxu's anger was nothing more than a trivial storm in his eyes. He shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the five members of the Tang Clan, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Hall Master Guo, anger will not solve anything. If the Tang Clan were truly as powerful as you claim, then those standing here today would not be the five of you, but the entire Tang Clan army."

"I've heard that the Tang Sect seems to possess some kind of technology for mass-producing mechs. I wonder why I haven't been able to see it today?"

Chen Zhou's words were like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of the five members of the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy. Although they were all top-tier experts rarely seen in the world, they felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in the face of Chen Zhou's calmness and confidence.

Zang Xin's brows furrowed even more. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm: "Chen Zhou, we've come here today not to argue with you about the glorious history of the Tang Clan. We simply hope to resolve this unnecessary conflict through negotiation." "Negotiation?"

Chen Zhou chuckled, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "Alright, Vice Sect Leader Zang, I wonder what you intend to offer in exchange for Zhao Song, whose limbs have been severed, whose meridians have been destroyed, and whose memories have been wiped out?"

"you!"

"Shuzi!"

Upon hearing Chen Zhou's words, the five members of the Tang Clan instantly turned grim. Guo Xiaoxu, in particular, clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles cracked, clearly unable to contain his rage. Zhao Song, as the head of the Tang Clan's Power Hall, while not possessing top-tier strength, held a pivotal position within the clan, especially in the strategic deployment in the East Sea region, where he was a key figure. Now, with Chen Zhou having crippled his limbs and erased his memories, rendering him practically useless, this was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the Tang Clan.

Zang Xin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He knew that anger at this moment would only worsen the situation.

But Chen Zhou wouldn't give Zang Xin that chance. This meeting wasn't just about the Tang Sect; it also included Shrek Academy, which was watching from the sidelines. With intelligence on the East Sea Army, he had naturally made ample preparations. One was the dean of the outer academy, and the other was the vice dean of the inner academy—these were not to be underestimated.

Could it be that the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy are truly so-called close allies?

I do not believe!
"Golden Claw God! Kill him!"

"promise!"

Chen Zhou, too lazy to waste any more words, waved his hand and directly gave the order to attack. The Golden Claw God behind him, like a beast released from its cage, instantly sprang up and rushed straight towards Zang Xin. The golden claws gleamed coldly in the sunlight, carrying a chilling power.

Zang Xin's eyes narrowed; he hadn't expected Chen Zhou to issue the attack order so decisively. But as the deputy sect leader of the Tang Clan, his strength was not to be underestimated. He shifted to the side, his longsword unsheathed, the sword light flashing like a bolt of lightning, colliding with the Golden Claw God's attack and producing a crisp metallic clang.

After his great battle with Zhao Song, even though Golden Claw God couldn't unleash his full fighting power in human form, he had become more familiar with how to fight in human form!

A dazzling golden light emanated from the massive armor plates, which transformed into golden streams of light and rapidly coalesced on the Golden Claw God's body, forming a majestic suit of armor that bound his form, making him resemble a golden behemoth. At this moment, the Golden Claw God's aura had reached its peak, and with a flash of light, he hurtled towards Zang Xin like a bolt of lightning.

At this moment, Zang Xin was not to be outdone. His sword strike was like a rainbow, the tip pointing towards the sky, skillfully countering the attack of the Golden Claw God. The longsword in his hand drew an arc, slicing down with lightning speed, the sword light flashing, seemingly about to split the Golden Claw God in two.

A sound like thunderclaps echoed through the air. The clash of forces between the two forces reverberated, affecting the surrounding wasteland. Dust billowed, sandstorms raged, and even the heavens and earth seemed to tremble in the wake of this battle.

"Well done!" Golden Claw God roared. Facing the incoming sword light, he nimbly shifted to the side, his golden claws suddenly reaching forward, seemingly trying to seize Zang Xin's weakness.

"You do have some skill, but you won't get past this test today, just as you can't shake the foundation of the Tang Clan!"

Zang Xin said coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and swung his sword to attack again. The sword's momentum was like a rainbow, heading straight for the Golden Claw God's heart.

The two worked in perfect unison to shift the battlefield high into the sky, and finally fought their way into the distance!
At this moment, Liang Xiaoyu had already made a plan before coming. With his martial soul being the Aurora Wheel, he represented the fastest speed in the Douluo Continent on the surface!
In an instant, Liang Xiaoyu transformed into a streak of light and flew forward, his target being the prison cart where Zhao Song was placed, not far behind Chen Zhou and the others!
　There will be a few more chapters later, but not necessarily many.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)