Long Ziwei's face was cold, as if he had some deep grudge against Long Chen. Step by step, he walked toward Long Chen and shouted coldly:
"My Divine Lord is at the Ninth Heaven, yours is at the third level. I won't bully you. I'll suppress my cultivation at the Third Heaven to fight you. It's a matter of superiority and a life-or-death decision."
"Why is that?" Long Chen asked.
"Because they said your strength surpasses mine, but I don't believe it." Long Ziwei said coldly.
"Who are the people you mentioned?" Long Chen asked.
"Of course, those annoying old guys. When they came back, they said I wasn't a match for you, and I wasn't convinced.
I trained diligently, and within a few days, I comprehended the ancient secret technique Heavenly Dragon Strike. They said I was no match for you.
I risked my life to break into the depths of the demon sea, slay the Nine-Winged Demon Dragon, swallowed its inner core, awakened the Nine-Winged Battle Heaven, and they said I was no match for you.
Now, after the baptism of the Destiny Divine Pool and awakened the Destiny Ring, those old bastards still say I'm no match for you. Is there any justice left?
Now that you're here, I'll show these old guys who are blind, always immersed in past glory, that you're no match for me. Long Ziwei's voice shifted from a cold shout to a roar, from a furious roar to a roar, and as he spoke, his voice was hoarse and overwhelmed with emotion.
Long Chen hadn't expected that he had inexplicably gained an enemy. Was the Long family deliberately provoking them with him?
The only one who has witnessed his strength is Lord Tiansi. Could it be that the old bastard Deng Long Ziwei mentioned was actually him?
"Be prepared. Today, I'm going to beat you until you're toothless. I, Long Ziwei, am the strongest." Long Ziwei roared in fury, his blood surging, and a violent pressure spread out in an instant.
"If you're the strongest, why not go fight the number one on the Heavenly Ranking?" Long Chen asked curiously.
But with just one sentence, Long Chen's words instantly turned Long Ziwei to stone. The fighting spirit and anger he had just ignited were doused with a bucket of cold water.
For a moment, the air froze, and a flock of crows silently flew by, as if space itself had come to a standstill.
"I'm talking about between us. Why drag others into this? Today, I will definitely defeat you. Long Ziwei shouted angrily.
Long Chen said calmly, "Alright then, I'll admit defeat." Long
Ziwei roared, "No, I must defeat you honorably. You must give your all, with the courage to fight to the death—either you die or I forget." Long
Chen shrugged helplessly and said, "The key is, if that's the case, you won't be able to win!" Long
Ziwei was so furious he nearly spat blood. With a roar, he stepped forward and swung a fierce punch at Long Chen, covering every direction Long Chen could dodge, forcing him to fight head-on.
"Smack!"
Long Chen blocked with a wave of his palm. With a loud explosion, the fierce wind howled, but Long Chen remained motionless, while Long Ziwei was forced to retreat several steps. With each step, the ground was left with large craters.
The women on the Heavenly Ranking were shocked. They knew Long Ziwei seemed afraid of killing Long Chen with a single punch and hadn't entered combat mode, but the power of that punch was equally astonishing. If it were them, they would have fought with all their might.
With a casual strike, Long Chen knocked Long Ziwei back, and there wasn't even a crack beneath his feet. This meant he had absorbed all of Long Ziwei's power himself, with not a single trace leaking out.
"Alright, in that case, I can rest assured!"
Long Ziwei, forced back, grew even more excited. With a sharp shout, runes swirled around him, and a violent shockwave surged wildly in all directions, thinking he was the core.
"Such a terrifying aura!"
Fang Liude and the others exclaimed. The fierce wind blew by, making their cheeks feel as if they were being cut by knives, unable to keep their eyes open. Yet Gui Jiu excitedly clenched his fists—the showdown he had been eagerly awaited was finally happening.
"I'm here..."
Long Ziwei shouted excitedly, his fighting spirit soaring as he swung his fist fiercely at Long Chen.
"Boom boom boom... Long
Ziwei threw seven consecutive punches. Long Chen blocked seven times in a row, but Long Ziwei was knocked back seven times in a row. After the fierce wind passed, the dust settled, and Long Chen and Long Wei appeared before everyone once again.
Long Chen remained the same, showing no sign of any aura. Long Ziwei's expression changed; he had already entered combat mode, yet he hadn't even grasped Long Chen's true strength.
"Next, I'm going to use my real skills!" Long Ziwei shouted coldly.
He moved his left foot back, runes dancing across his fists, five-colored divine radiance flowing across his fists. When Long Chen saw the five-colored radiance, he was slightly taken aback:
"Five-colored bloodline?"
Long Ziwei said, "That's right, this is the Long family's Five-Colored Supreme Blood, representing five laws of power. Are you ready to face it?" "
Long Chen asked, "Shouldn't it be Seven-Colored Supreme Blood?" Long
Ziwei roared, "What nonsense are you talking about?" In the entire Long family, aside from the Zhantian Saint Emperor and Long Tianrui, who else has Seven-Colored Supreme Blood... But
halfway through his shout, he suddenly looked at Long Chen: "How many colors of Supreme blood do you have?" Long
Chen smiled slightly and said, "Take a guess?" "
My ass guessing, I'll beat you until you reveal Supreme blood." Long Ziwei shouted angrily.
A punch struck from the air, its five-colored divine light trembling like a divine hammer descending. After a series of probing, Long Ziwei held nothing back.
"Boom!"
Facing Long Ziwei's punch, Long Chen still struck out with a palm. With a loud explosion, Long Ziwei let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward again.
"I don't believe it,"
Long Ziwei roared. Suddenly, his aura surged violently. He broke free from his restraints, no longer suppressing his cultivation, and threw another punch, its power doubling compared to before.
"Boom!"
Another explosion rang out. This time, Long Ziwei was shaken so hard his blood surged that he nearly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Long Chen was like a towering mountain, a sea of stars—he couldn't shake it at all. The most terrifying thing was that Long Chen still hadn't entered combat mode.
"Are you looking down on me?"
Long Ziwei roared. At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else. He formed hand seals, and suddenly a giant dragon stretched thousands of miles behind him. He spread his large hand, and the dragon, carrying the energy of heaven and earth, instantly gathered in his palm.
"Heavenly Dragon Strike!"
Long Ziwei roared. At this moment, he was truly furious. Long Chen's attitude was like toying with a child.
Long Ziwei finally unleashed his divine power, and with the first move, it was the Long family's secret technique—the devastatingly lethal Heavenly Dragon Strike.
This strike extracted and compressed the energy of heaven and earth through the dragon-shaped phantom, gathering it in his palm—this was a true ultimate killing move.
Facing Long Ziwei's palm,Long Chen still faced the attack with one hand, but this time, a dragon-shaped pattern also appeared in his palm.
"Boom!"
Their palms met, and the sound of a dragon's roar echoed through heaven and earth. With a thunderous boom, a figure was sent flying backward like a meteor.