After the Dragon Confining Terrace closed, the battle could begin at any time.
Everyone shut their mouths and began to wait.
At this moment, Su Yuyao was not in a hurry. Her bright eyes turned, and she twisted her waist as she walked towards Long Chen. Her eyes were filled with killing intent, and her smile carried a strong sense of mockery. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, she had no choice but to put on a good show. She said, "How about this, in order to prevent others from saying that I, Su Yuyao, am a vengeful person, I'll give you a chance to retreat. As long as you kneel before me, kowtow three times, and say three times … I was wrong, I was lowly and incompetent. Then, I'll spare you and write off all the enmity in the future. See, I'm very magnanimous, right?"
After she said this, a burst of laughter came from the surroundings of the Dragon Confining Terrace.
"Yao 'er is getting more and more mischievous."
"That's right. Which man would agree to such conditions? Really …"
"Who knows? This Long Chen is not a member of my Su Clan. Don't overestimate his backbone and ability. Su Muchen is also a Super Divine Dragon. Why is he so powerful? Isn't it because he has 5% of the Martial God's bloodline, which has activated his inherited blood essence to the greatest extent?"
"The Heavenly Tribulation of a Dragon Martial Artist is terrifying. His final achievement may not be comparable to my God's bloodline."
Su Yuyao was very satisfied with the surrounding laughter. She felt that if she was the one being humiliated like this, she would definitely go crazy. Because of this, she stared at Long Chen, but to her disappointment, he was like a block of wood, pretending not to hear anything. At this moment, his hands moved, and two longswords, one black and one grey, appeared in his hands.
The black divine sword was rusty and extremely mysterious. It had a kind of power that made Primordial Spirits fearful, and the grey longsword was full of killing intent, causing people to tremble with fear. Long Chen cleverly held the position of the sword hilt so that no one could see the Dao pattern.
The two swords were placed horizontally, indicating Long Chen's attitude.
He could not admit defeat.
Just as everyone was shocked by his resolute attitude, Long Chen's eyes flickered, and without any warning, he made a move. His speed instantly broke through the limit, and he turned into an indistinguishable afterimage. In an instant, he swept past Su Yuyao and rushed behind her.
Su Yuyao was shocked. She quickly executed her movement technique and barely managed to dodge Long Chen's sharp God Slaying Sword.
This time, the crowd was in an uproar.
"How ungentlemanly."
"You actually dared to launch a sneak attack. Truly deserving of disdain. As expected, those who aren't divine blood descendants are all cunning and lowly to the bone."
"You don't even have this bit of elegance. How can you be considered a member of my Su Family?"
The God Slaying Sword turned into a gray deathly light and swept past Su Yuyao at an unparalleled speed.
This was the power of the God Slaying Art. It was fast, accurate, and ruthless. It seemed simple, but in fact, it was best at killing with a single strike. If Su Yuyao had been a little slower, she would have been killed by Long Chen.
Even so, Long Chen's God Slaying Sword still swept past her fluttering long hair. In an instant, her long hair exploded and danced in the air. Her long hair was almost cut by half a meter by Long Chen, becoming shoulder-length hair. The fluttering long hair instantly filled everyone's eyes.
"Hair …"
Su Yuyao found it hard to breathe.
She looked at the fluttering hair in disbelief. That was the most precious part of her, but now it had turned into bubbles and disappeared without a trace.
Su Yuyao looked at her surroundings in a daze until her long hair fell to the ground. When she saw that Long Chen was still looking at her indifferently, the sluggishness in her eyes had completely turned into ruthlessness and hatred. This time, the new and old grudges were stacked together. Su Yuyao was unable to control the anger and boiling of her bloodline. At that instant, she let out a shocking scream. Like a wild beast, she flashed her claws and pounced towards Long Chen.
Long Chen felt a strong killing intent.
In terms of the amount of Nirvana energy, Long Chen was far from being her match.
However, in other aspects, Long Chen was far superior to her, especially his physical body. His physical body gave Long Chen greater agility and explosive power. Hence, he was better at close combat, and the Martial God was the god of close combat. In an instant, the two of them clashed and fought on the White Jade Dragon Trapping Platform. Two shadows were constantly flying around, and for a moment, everyone was in a flurry.
What they saw was that Long Chen was actually able to fight Su Yuyao head-on.
"Although Yao 'er hasn't used her fatal technique, it's already a genius for him to be able to block her temporarily. Especially that sword just now, it's really amazing. I think I've heard of it before …"
Su Sheng said thoughtfully.
Su Ming sneered and said, "Just wait and see. If the children of my Su Clan are not even comparable to commoners, where can I put my face? I'll definitely be a joke to the other Divine Descendants in the Ancient City."
Speaking up to this point, Su Sheng nodded and said, "Now that you mention it, I remember that the Battlefield of the Gods that occurs once every thousand years is about to open again. I have to get someone to lead the team and bring these children to worship the heroic spirits of their ancestors. At the same time, I'll also meet with the other Divine Descendants in the Ancient City to see who's more suitable."
Su Ming said coldly, "Third Brother has never been able to be disciplined. Fourth Brother is a fence-sitter. Only Fifth Brother can give orders. If it's not her, who else can it be?"
Su Sheng chuckled, and the fat on his body jiggled. It was a tacit agreement.
Not far away, Su Zilan heard their conversation and remained silent.
At this moment, the crowd burst into an uproar. It turned out that the battle had already reached its climax.
Su Yuyao's body was shrouded in a golden brilliance. She was as dazzling as the sun. She actually grew three heads and six arms, displaying the essence of martial arts. Her fists were wide open, and her aura was boundless. With every punch, even the black dragon pillar was shaking. Presumably, Long Chen looked like he was wandering around, but under the violent attacks of his opponent, he was like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying in the storm.
"Die, die, die."
Su Yuyao's eyes were bloodshot like a ferocious beast. Wherever the shadows of her fists went, it was as if a martial god had descended.
"Taiwu Fist Art."
Under the transformation of the two fists, the power was boundless. At this moment, the three heads and six arms combined to form a peak punch. It rushed over, and the runes in the fist flashed. It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. Everything was turned upside down. There seemed to be a god hidden in the fist, and countless ear-piercing Buddhist chants swept over.
Under such an attack, Long Chen's eyes were calm. He did not retreat, but instead advanced. At this moment, he finally exploded his power. Both swords rushed forward, and the Immemorial Slaughter Runes spread on both swords. Sword Qi soared into the sky. Long Chen's eyes turned illusory, and when the opponent's Taiwu Fist Art attacked, the double Heavenly Slaughter Blood Swords slashed out.
The Ancestral Dragon's divine power was unparalleled. Just the First Heavenly Slaughter Blood Sword was enough to shatter the opponent's Taiwu Fist Art. The God Slaying Sword slashed out, and the blood-red sword Qi shot out, causing Su Yuyao to escape in an extremely sorry state, and almost fell to the ground.
The boundless power of the Taiwu Fist Art was actually broken by Long Chen casually. This scene immediately caused an uproar among the crowd. However, the battle did not stop because of this. Su Yuyao climbed up angrily and attacked again. This time, she used her power to the extreme, and the martial arts aura on her body exploded.
She rushed forward and punched.
Her momentum was magnificent.
At the same time, her other hand formed a hand seal, and she succeeded in an instant.
"Taiwu True Lord descends."
The so-called Taiwu True Lord was a divine general under the Martial God. He commanded 3,000 Samsara soldiers, and his cultivation was close to that of a god. When Su Yuyao used this move, she instantly formed 18 clones, and they attacked from all directions. The power of the Taiwu Fist Art instantly increased by 18 times.
At that moment, the entire Dragon Confining Terrace was enveloped in golden light.
Long Chen was shocked by the golden light that came from all directions. The 18 clones all condensed Su Yuyao from the golden light, but the move they performed might not be stronger than Su Yuyao's Taiwu Fist Art.
With so many attacks coming together, unless one's combat power was much higher than Su Yuyao's, one would not be able to break it. Vaguely, Long Chen seemed to have seen Su Yuyao's proud smile.
However …
Long Chen smiled coldly. If it was only at this level, he would not have needed to make so many preparations today.
His body turned illusory, and he used the Great Void Eon Dragon's mystical ability, Eternal Instant.
Immediately after, the crowd saw a shocking scene.
Su Yuyao's 18 Taiwu True Lord clones originally had a vast attack power, but they all stopped midway when they approached Long Chen. Only Su Yuyao was still rushing forward.
At this critical moment, everyone was horrified, and so was Su Yuyao. It was just that her speed was too fast, and she could not adjust in time. At this moment, Long Chen brandished his sword, and the God Slaying Sword turned into a ray of light that shot over like an arrow. It was unavoidable. This was the God Slaying Art.
Although the God Slaying Art did not have the lethality of the Heavenly Slaughtering Blood Sword, it was too fast, so fast that it reached Long Chen's limit.
His limit surpassed Su Yuyao's.
Su Yuyao dodged with all her might, but she was still unable to dodge the gray sword light. It was just that in the process of dodging, the sword light's target changed from her head to the area between her chest and abdomen.
She hurriedly dodged to the side, and the sword light shot over, tearing the precious silk clothes on her chest and instantly turning the area above her abdomen into a bloody mess.
This was just an instant.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Most of them could not sit still anymore. They stood up with ferocious gazes, clenched their fists, and stared at Long Chen.
Although it was a sensitive area, this could not be blamed on Long Chen. It was the result of her dodging. It was just that the delicate jade rabbit had been destroyed beyond recognition, and it was really a reckless waste of God's good gifts.
Su Yuyao let out a terrified scream, and she was completely flustered.
Long Chen did not take advantage of her, but chose to stop.
If he attacked at this time, he could definitely kill this woman.
Su Yuyao's mental fortitude was not good, and she immediately broke down after being injured. She hurriedly adjusted herself, and in the midst of her panic, she had already forgotten about Long Chen. It was only when she changed into a new set of clothes, and with the strong recovery power of her body, that the superficial injuries recovered to their original state in a short period of time, becoming flawless that Su Yuyao sat on the ground in a daze.
Meanwhile, Long Chen had already waited for her for about twenty breaths of time.
Outside the arena, the anger in most people's hearts finally disappeared. If Long Chen took advantage of this opportunity to attack, then he would be too ungentlemanly. In reality, Long Chen was not a gentleman at all. He just wanted this woman to understand why she had lost and be convinced.