The man's face was strange, covered in runes like a tattoo, making it impossible to tell his age, but his eyes had vertical pupils, like crocodile eyes, intimidating to look at.
When he looked at Long Chen, his pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with greed, like a hungry wolf spotting delicious food.
He pointed at Long Chen, revealing a row of jagged teeth as he made a chewing gesture. Although he said nothing, his expression already told everyone that Long Chen would be his food.
Long Chen was already holding back his anger but couldn't let it out. When provoked by this strange man, a murderous intent instantly surged in his heart.
When his anger reached a certain point, Long Chen actually calmed down. Aside from his chilling gaze, no one could see any change in his emotions, but Mo Nian knew that Long Chen had already developed a deadly intent toward this guy.
"Who is this guy?" So arrogant? Mo Nian asked on behalf of Long Chen.
Lu Ziyu looked at the man with a serious expression and said, "He is a direct descendant of the Ironblood Sect leader, named Cao Shaoqing. He has already mastered the sect's secret technique, the Blood Transformation Divine Technique, to the eighth level."
Legend has it that the Blood Transformation Divine Skill of the Ironblood Sect has ten levels, but very few can reach the seventh level. Those who reach the eighth level are all super geniuses, and their names will be recorded in history.
With the help of the Ironblood Sect, this Cao Shaoqing had fused with the essence blood of the Ancient Blood Crocodile. At this point, he was no longer a complete blood clan, but a half-human, half-beast monster, his strength terrifying. "
Blood Transformation Divine Skill?" That secret technique that claims that when mastered to the extreme, one can fuse any bloodline and restore bloodline inheritance through bloodline power? Wasn't it already lost to the story? When he heard the Blood Transformation Divine Skill, Mo Nian was slightly surprised.
"That's right, it's that secret technique. The secret techniques circulating in the world are mostly fragments, and only the Ironblood Sect possesses the complete manual.
If he didn't possess a complete secret technique, Cao Shaoqing wouldn't have been able to cultivate to the eighth realm, let alone fuse with the essence blood of the Ancient Blood Crocodile. Otherwise, the power within his essence blood would be enough to burst him apart. After all, what he fused was Heavenly Saint-level essence blood. Lu Ziyu looked at the monster opposite her, her eyes filled with fear.
"No wonder he's so arrogant. Since he has cultivated the Blood Transformation Divine Skill to the eighth realm and refined Heavenly Saint-level essence blood, he might be able to unleash the divine power of a Heavenly Saint-level Ancient Blood Crocodile." Mo Nian nodded and said, this guy really is very strong.
At this moment, Cao Shaoqing, seeing Long Chen unresponsive, thought Long Chen didn't understand his meaning. He pointed at Long Chen, grabbed at the void, and pulled both sides.
At this moment, Long Chen finally couldn't hold back. Because they couldn't communicate across the arena, he raised his left hand high, made a gesture in the air with his right hand as if to pick something up, then twisted both hands, pointed at Mo Nian, and scratched a few times on the ground.
Long Chen's actions left Cao Shaoqing across from him completely baffled, and even Lu Ziyu and the others couldn't understand what Long Chen was trying to express.
At this moment, Mo Nian explained, "Long Chen means he'll grab this guy, pull out his teeth one by one, and then twist off his head."
But tell him not to worry. After he dies, his body won't be exposed in the wilderness. I'll dig a pit and give him a proper burial. Mo
Nian spoke with gestures, then suddenly looked at Long Chen helplessly and said, "Your gesture is really unprofessional, and your expression is off. They simply can't understand it. Forget it, let me demonstrate it for you!" "
Buzz"
Mo Nian was about to make a move when suddenly the entire arena lit up. The previously empty seats around were instantly filled with people.
Countless people were instantly teleported to their seats. The previously quiet scene turned like a pot boiling over, with whispers everywhere. Millions entered, and suddenly nothing could be heard.
As soon as they entered, they began to look around. Their first eyes were on the ten seats closest to the arena on both sides, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on Long Chen and the others.
Mo Nian was just about to gesture with his hands, but seeing so many people watching, he finally shook his head and said,
"Forget it, let's not bother with it. If someone misunderstands my moves, my lifelong reputation will be ruined."
For a moment, countless exclamations erupted. Long Chen heard the names of Lu Ziyu, Lu Chengfeng, and others. Clearly, many recognized them, indicating their great influence in Demon-Subduing City.
However, the name people mentioned most often was none other than Cao Shaoqing. When people mentioned his name, their voices were filled not only with shock but also with fear. Cao Shaoqing's appearance left all the powerful figures present deeply shaken.
So many people entered at once, but everyone could only obediently stay in their seats, not daring to make the slightest move.
Many people glanced at Long Chen and Mo Nian, but most of them passed by in a single glance. Clearly, in Demon Suppression City, the two of them were nothing more than 'nobodies.'
When the audience entered, Lu Chengfeng and the others saw so many people looking at them and recognized their identities, and their proud eyes began to brighten again.
"Youth is wonderful." Mo Nian looked at them and couldn't help but sigh.
"Indeed, youth is wonderful." Long Chen also sighed with a look of admiration.
"What are you talking about? Why do you have such an old-school attitude, acting like you're all old? Seeing Long Chen and Mo Nian sigh deeply, Yutong asked a bit irritably.
Although they were about the same age, and Long Chen seemed to be younger, their tone sounded like old men, which felt very strange.
"We're past the age when praise from others gets you excited to the point of getting wet." Mo Nian looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.
"Damn, don't talk so wild." Long Chen hadn't expected Mo Nian to suddenly say that, and couldn't help but be speechless.
"What do you mean?" Yu Tong widened her eyes and pulled Long Chen aside to ask.
Long Chen immediately looked embarrassed. Yutong and Yufei were both innocent and innocent girls, so they couldn't catch the meaning behind it. Lu Ziyu was also confused, but one of the Lu family's female disciples looked a bit strange—she clearly sensed the tone behind those words.
"Ask him, and he'll give you a precise explanation." Long Chen naturally couldn't explain and handed the ball to Mo Nian.
Mo Nian was thick-skinned and looked at Long Chen, saying, "When I say 'excited to the point of tears,' I mean tears in your eyes—that is, tears of excitement. What are you thinking?" Tch, your thoughts are really not pure! This
guy is so ruthless, actually turning the tables and throwing dirt on Long Chen. Long Chen couldn't argue back. Fine, ruthless enough, I'll admit defeat.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the arena trembled, and two figures entered simultaneously. Millions outside the arena cried out in unison.
Immediately after, the arena trembled, and a vast pressure swept across the arena. The aura of a Heavenly Saint expert weighed down so much that everyone could hardly breathe.
"It's starting!"
Lu Ziyu looked at her sister on the arena, her heart leaping into her throat.