Long Chen, who was being targeted by Yang Ningfeng, had an insolent smile on his face. He didn't retreat a single step. He stretched out his finger and hooked it at Yang Ningfeng. "Little dog, get over here."
"Bastard, you're courting death."
Yang Ningfeng, who had a lofty status, was humiliated by Long Chen in such a manner. He felt as if his head was about to explode. After he finished shouting, regardless of whether Long Chen was qualified to be his opponent or not, he had already flown into a rage.
He punched Long Chen's face.
"So fast." Yang Ningfeng's speed was extremely fast. He was even faster than Huangfu Fengchen.
"Willow Catkin in the Wind."
Long Chen's feet had already left the ground. Under Yang Ningfeng's punch, his footsteps changed rapidly. In an instant, he became as light as a willow catkin.
Whoosh.
Yang Ningfeng's punch created an invisible whirlwind. That huge power instantly arrived in front of Long Chen. He wanted to smash Long Chen's head, but suddenly, Long Chen became as light as a piece of paper. Under the power of his punch, Long Chen was blown away before Yang Ningfeng could hit him.
"Willow Catkin in the Wind."
Everyone present had shocked expressions on their faces. Everyone knew that the Catkin Wind Steps belonged to the Huangfu Clan, so how could Long Chen have learned it? Furthermore, how could he have learned it so proficiently in such a short period of time?
The Willow Catkin in the Wind was a medium King-level battle skill. It was at the same level as the Soul-dispersing Dragon Claw. It was impossible to learn the Willow Catkin in the Wind without reaching the Earth Martial Arts Realm. Of course, that didn't include the monstrous Long Chen.
"How did you get the Willow Catkin in the Wind from the Huangfu family? Did Huangfu Fengchen give it to you?" Yang Ningfeng pushed Long Chen away.
"He gave it to me. Why don't you give me your Wind-god's Leg Skill too? How could you be so generous?"
Long Chen laughed heartily as he successfully used it on the first try. Of course, this was just a facade. He knew that if he really used it, there was no way he could defeat his opponent.
"You mean, you stole it?" Yang Ningfeng frowned.
"I say, old man, can you cut the crap when we're fighting?"
Long Chen didn't want to continue arguing with him. Right now, he only had one way out, and that was to win. Otherwise, he would die.
Whoosh.
After Long Chen was blasted away by Yang Ningfeng, under everyone's watchful eyes, he did not advance. Instead, he turned into a streak of bloody light and charged at Yang Ningfeng.
"Devouring World of Blood."
The power of the Devouring Bloody World didn't have much effect on Yang Ningfeng. Long Chen's current Genuine Essence was equivalent to the second level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm. Under Long Chen's Devouring Bloody World, a warrior at the second level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm would have to use at least half of his Genuine Essence to suppress his Blood Qi and resist the terrifying Devouring Bloody World. Someone like Yang Ningfeng would need at least two levels of Genuine Essence.
This blood-red space directly weakened Yang Ningfeng's Quintessential Essence by twenty percent.
20% was actually a lot.
Any of the Ancient Blood Spiritual Dragon's inherited magic, when developed to the extreme, would be a heaven-defying magic.
As soon as the Devouring World of Blood appeared, Yang Ningfeng suddenly felt the changes in his body. His expression changed slightly. The boiling Blood Qi kept suppressing his Genuine Essence, forcing him to divert a bit of his attention to resist the powerful power of the Devouring World of Blood, which caused him to be distracted.
In the Devouring World of Blood, Long Chen's fast moving bloody figure became quite hidden. However, Yang Ningfeng could still find him easily. Warriors at the Earth Martial Arts Realm were very sensitive to the movement of the ground when they were in direct contact with it. Although Long Chen had the Catkin Wind Steps, he still needed to use his feet to move from the ground.
As long as he stood on the ground, Long Chen had endless attacking power.
"Soul-crusher Dragon Claw."
Swoosh.
The Soul-crusher Dragon Claw was a series of close-range attacks. In an instant, Long Chen closed in on his opponent and displayed his crazy claw skills. Like a bloody dragon, he slashed at Yang Ningfeng's head.
The Soul-crusher Dragon Claw, combined with the Devouring World of Blood, was the highest level of attack that Long Chen could make.
Crack, crack, crack.
The sharp dragon claws turned into claw marks that shrouded Yang Ningfeng from all directions. The speed of Long Chen's attack was much faster than everyone had expected.
"How is this possible? How can the first level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm have such great power?"
"The strength of his Genuine Aether seems to be at the second level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm."
In the beginning, the people of the Wushu Alliance had only thought of Long Chen as a joke. They had not expected that Long Chen would be so terrifying when he really fought. Except for Yang Ningfeng and Zhao Danchen, no one dared to say that they could absolutely defeat Long Chen.
"Given time, this guy will definitely become an extraordinary young genius like the other Long Chen." Even the people of the Wushu Alliance had to praise Long Chen like this.
"Die." The crazy Soul-crusher Dragon Claw approached Yang Ningfeng, one move at a time.
The Devouring Blood World had brought Yang Ningfeng the initial shock, but the powerful attack of Long Chen had brought Yang Ningfeng another shock.
From the shock, he realized that he had to seriously attack in order to defeat or even kill Long Chen in order to dispel the hatred in his heart.
"Damn you, no matter how I look at it, I have a reason to kill you today."
Yang Ningfeng's face was cold. The most famous leg skill of the Wind God Denomination was the leg skill of the Wushu Sage Dynasty. The strength of the leg was much stronger than the arm, and it also had Martial Veins and Martial Apertures. In fact, if he really mastered the leg skill, it would actually be more terrifying than the combat skills of the hand.
"Wind-god Leg Skill, Gale Form."
When Long Chen used the Soul-crusher Dragon Claw, Yang Ningfeng did not show any mercy to Long Chen. Long Chen was like a giant beast, and he was like a sharp knife, suddenly stabbing at Long Chen.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh.
Yang Ningfeng's long legs suddenly turned into flexible whips, crazily contending with Long Chen's Soul Scattering Dragon Claws. The dragon claws and his legs collided again and again. The two of them engaged in a frenzied close combat, crazily countering each other's moves. In terms of reaction and technique, Long Chen was not the least bit inferior to Yang Ningfeng. The only thing he lost was in terms of Zhen Yuan.
Every time they collided, Yang Ningfeng's leg was like a mountain crashing into his body. Long Chen held on bitterly, because he knew that he could not lose.
"Roar."
With a roar, Long Chen's claw broke through Yang Ningfeng's leg shadow, and instantly slashed at Yang Ningfeng's neck. The reason why he took such a risk was because Long Chen wanted to kill his opponent.
No matter what price he had to pay.
"Die." A beast-like voice came from Long Chen's mouth.
"Die."
While attacking, Yang Ningfeng smiled proudly. He could not help but admit that Long Chen was a sick existence. But compared to him, Yang Ningfeng, there was still a huge gap. One was a super powerful being of the older generation, and the other was a rising newcomer. The two of them were not on the same level at all.
Bam.
Just as Long Chen was about to make eye contact, Yang Ningfeng's legs came crashing down like a thunderstorm, landing on Long Chen's lower abdomen. That overbearing force sent Long Chen flying.
Puuu.
Fresh blood flowed out uncontrollably. That huge force caused Long Chen to roll on the ground for a long time, dragging a long trail of blood. In the midst of his struggle, Long Chen's claws dug into the ground to stabilize his body.
"Seventh Brother."
Every member of the Dragons let out a cry of surprise. Their faces turned pale, and they were about to run up to Long Chen. Who knew that Long Chen would actually climb up at this moment, and raise his hand high, gesturing for Lei Zhen and the rest to go back.
Looking at this young man who was covered in blood, but still standing straight, and looking at his determined back, everyone felt their eyes moisten.
They hoped a thousand times that Long Chen would win, but the Wushu Alliance was the Wushu Alliance. How could ordinary people resist their pressure?
"Seventh Brother …" The resolute young man who had stood up made everyone's hearts jump to their throats.
Yang Ningfeng's move was certainly not weak. Long Chen had been hit head-on. If it wasn't for the Divine Dragon's strong resistance and recovery ability, he might have died by now. Enduring the pain, Long Chen stood up resolutely, gritted his teeth, and continued to walk towards Yang Ningfeng. He sneered and said, "Yang Ningfeng, you are indeed one of the three Martial Emperors of the Wushu Alliance. The strength of your attack is indeed similar to that of a woman."
Yang Ningfeng licked his lips. He was rather impressed that this young man could stand up. The more impressed he was, the more it meant that Long Chen had to die.
Under Long Chen's control, the Devouring World of Blood once again filled the battlefield between the two of them.
"I was reckless just now. I was anxious to win, but I didn't expect this old man to take advantage of me."
Long Chen knew what the problem was.
However, he still had no way to kill his opponent.
He was getting closer and closer to death.
Long Chen stopped in his tracks. His opponent's strength reminded him of Lingxi. He knew that lady was definitely waiting for him, so he couldn't die.
"Brother, I, Long Chen, can't abandon me even if I have to die. I definitely can't abandon my woman. Therefore, I only have one choice, and that is to kill Yang Ningfeng. I don't have the right to choose death. After all, don't I, Long Chen, have two lives?"
The blood in his heart was completely boiling.
Through the dragon scales, one could still see the thick meridians in Long Chen's body. They were ferocious and terrifying. The murderous aura of the Primordial Blood Spiritual Dragon erupted from Long Chen's body. This aura actually made Yang Ningfeng tremble in fear.
The razor-sharp claws once again reached out towards Yang Ningfeng without hesitation.
The blood-red claws were like a ferocious blood-red dragon, sweeping towards the top of Yang Ningfeng's head once again.
Long Chen's fighting spirit made Yang Ningfeng's heart turn cold.
"This guy is simply a natural-born fighting machine. I have to get rid of him."
With a thought, Yang Ningfeng launched another powerful attack.
"Wind God Kick Technique, Storm Stance."