Drunken Sea Tower Conspiracy

So they were local thugs from the docks. Seeing him alone and buying supplies, they had taken him for a fat sheep and come to extort him.

They just happened to be dressed similarly to Sky Wolf Sect disciples and had run straight into Lu Chen's gun barrel.

Lu Chen could not be bothered with nonsense. This was the perfect chance to test the subtle effects of the newly refined dragon essence in actual combat.

His figure flashed, and he appeared before the scar-faced brute as though teleporting. Amid the man's stunned gaze, Lu Chen lightly pressed a palm against his chest.

There was no thunderous crash, yet the scar-faced brute seemed to have been struck by lightning. His eyes bulged as he sprayed out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of organs. His entire body flew backward, slammed into the alley wall, then slid limply to the ground, utterly lifeless.

The other two were scared out of their wits. They turned and tried to flee.

Lu Chen flicked his fingers, and two thin streaks of purple-gold lightning, launched later yet arriving first, sank into the backs of their heads.

The two collapsed to the ground and died instantly.

After swiftly disposing of the three corpses and their storage pouches, Lu Chen patted his hands as though he had done something utterly trivial and walked out of the alley.

With that palm strike, he had deliberately restrained his strength, attempting to blend a trace of the Azure Dragon's dragon essence—its "intimidation" and "penetration" qualities—into an ordinary palm attack. The results were not bad.

The dragon essence did not merely increase its power. The aura of a higher dragon race seemed to carry an additional suppressive and destructive effect against targets lower than itself in the hierarchy of life.

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