Long Chen's Wrath

"Long Chen"

"Long Chen"

"Long Chen"

The cheers grew louder and louder, surging like a tide, igniting passion. Countless eager eyes turned toward Long Chen.

Long Chen looked at Huang Shang, then at Xia Changfeng in the distance. How could he not understand what was happening? He let out a cold laugh and waved a hand.

Long Chen extended his hand, and everyone fell silent, looking at him. Long Chen simply tossed out one sentence: "I'm not interested in fighting a dog that's aged before its time."

The entire venue froze. Long Chen had actually refused.

"Is this the number one young talent of the Phoenix Cry Empire? Just a coward, truly disappointing," Huang Shang shook his head and said.

Long Chen chuckled coldly. I already fell for one trap, and I'm going to fall for a second one? There isn't even bait. Do they think I'm an idiot?

"Let's go, don't bother with that dog."

Long Chen called out to everyone and started to leave. He was in a hurry to refine the beast fire and didn't have time to waste with them.

"With your kind of attitude, you still dream of getting the Third Princess? I advise you to stop dreaming of eating swan meat like a toad. Does a nobody like you deserve it?" Huang Shang sneered as he saw Long Chen about to leave.

Long Chen's body stiffened abruptly. Huang Shang had indeed angered him. At some point, Chu Yao had become a very important part of his life, and he absolutely would not allow anyone to trample on her.

However, despite his anger, Long Chen didn't want to confront Huang Shang yet. He didn't have enough confidence and continued to walk out.

"I'll deal with him," Shi Feng suddenly snorted and headed straight for the arena.

Long Chen was shocked and rushed to pull Shi Feng back, but Shi Feng was too fast. Long Chen couldn't grab him before Shi Feng leaped onto the high platform.

"Huang Shang, watch your mouth. Long Chen is not someone you can insult," Shi Feng said sternly, pointing at Huang Shang.

Seeing Shi Feng on the stage, Huang Shang's eyes lit up, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips. "Although you are the number one warrior this year, you can't even block ten of my moves. You should just get down and stop embarrassing yourself."

"So arrogant!"

"Despicable!"

"Shi Feng, beat him down!"

Shi Feng had just won the title of number one warrior, and his bravery had earned him the admiration of countless people. Now, seeing someone from Great Xia insult Shi Feng was an insult to the entire younger generation of Phoenix Cry.

"Shi Feng, get down here," Long Chen had already reached the edge of the arena and shouted at Shi Feng sternly.

"See? He's calling you down, afraid you'll get hurt. You should go down," Huang Shang also advised calmly, but his words were more infuriating than an insult.

"Long Chen, I want to fight him," Shi Feng said.

"This is a trap. If you fight him, you're not my brother, Long Chen," Long Chen said angrily.

"He can insult me, but he can't insult you. No matter what, I have to fight him today. I can't listen to you today."

Shi Feng stared at Huang Shang in front of him and said, "Make your move."

Huang Shang glanced at Shi Feng and nodded. "I didn't expect you to have more backbone than him. Given your courage, if you can take ten of my moves, I'll consider you the winner."

"Arrogant!"

Shi Feng roared in anger, his blood surging. He stomped on the stage and charged at Huang Shang, throwing a punch.

This punch condensed all of Shi Feng's strength. The wind whistled, tearing through the sky, and it could be clearly heard even from dozens of feet away.

"Good!"

Seeing Shi Feng's powerful punch, the crowd erupted in cheers. Long Chen, however, watched with hidden anxiety.

"Bang!"

Shi Feng's unstoppable punch was forcefully blocked. Huang Shang held Shi Feng's fist with one hand, his other hand behind his back, his body completely still.

"What?"

The crowd was shocked. Shi Feng's punch was incredibly powerful, yet it couldn't budge Huang Shang. Everyone's heart trembled.

"Is that all the strength you have?" Huang Shang shook his head, a look of disdain on his lips.

Shi Feng's shock instantly turned into burning rage. Without retracting his fist, he fiercely kicked at Huang Shang's abdomen while his right hand shot out like a hook toward Huang Shang's throat.

A double strike. The kick came first. By conventional logic, Huang Shang should have retracted his abdomen to dodge, allowing Shi Feng's other hand to grab his throat – a very clever move.

However, to Shi Feng's surprise, Huang Shang didn't dodge. As Shi Feng kicked, Huang Shang also kicked, and with incredible speed, he struck first.

"Bang!"

Huang Shang's foot landed on Shi Feng's knee with a loud crack. Shi Feng felt a sharp pain in his knee, and then his chest was struck by a palm.

Shi Feng stumbled back three steps. He found his right knee was difficult to move. Before he could recover, Huang Shang had already closed in.

"Not bad. If you can't take it, you can surrender anytime."

As he spoke, Huang Shang's movements didn't slow down. He reached out a hand, heading straight for Shi Feng's throat.

Shi Feng was shocked and quickly threw a punch to block the claw.

"Bang!"

As soon as Shi Feng threw his punch, it was caught by Huang Shang's large hand. Suddenly, a powerful force surged through him.

"Crack"

With a light sound, Shi Feng's arm was actually broken.

"Oops, sorry, I think I used a bit too much force."

Huang Shang smiled apologetically, but his palm didn't stop, and he struck again.

At this moment, Shi Feng's leg was inconvenient to operate, and it was too late to retreat. He was hit on the shoulder by Huang Shang's palm.

A strange force came, and Shi Feng felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was being pressed by a thousand-pound boulder. He actually had difficulty breathing and couldn't make a sound.

He finally realized then that the gap between his strength and Huang Shang's was too great. He wanted to speak, but found he could no longer utter a word.

"Shi Feng, if you can't take it, you can surrender anytime."

Huang Shang smiled slightly, but his eyes were filled with sinister coldness. He struck Shi Feng's chest with his palm.

"Bang"

With a loud bang, Shi Feng flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he did, flying towards the audience, who let out a cry of alarm.

A figure leaped up lightly and caught Shi Feng. Long Chen saw that Shi Feng's knee bones were shattered, his arm was broken, and the last palm strike had cracked his Meridians, almost turning him into a cripple.

The entire venue fell into dead silence. No one expected that Shi Feng, who had been so fierce and invincible just moments ago, would be defeated so quickly, and so miserably.

"Brother Shi Feng, he was too stubborn and actually took my palm strike head-on. Truly... I apologize," Huang Shang said from the stage, shrugging helplessly at Long Chen and the others.

However, in the depths of his gaze, Long Chen saw mockery and disdain, as well as deep contempt.

"They say fists and feet have no eyes. If you blame anyone, blame yourself for being incapable but trying to show off. You're lucky you weren't beaten to death," Wei Cang shook his head.

"Shut up, you old lecher!"

Long Chen suddenly roared, shaking the surroundings. A strong killing intent surged, making people's hearts tremble.

Even the marquises who had been fighting on the battlefield for years felt a tremor in their hearts and were greatly alarmed.

Long Chen gave Shi Feng a healing pill, then slowly walked onto the stage. He looked at Huang Shang on the stage, his voice like shards of ice:

"You want to force me into a duel, right? Now you can have your wish."

At this moment, Long Chen's heart was boiling with killing intent. What he didn't know was that as he was enraged, the Fengfu beneath his feet was rapidly circulating.

What was originally just a chaotic sphere gradually became clearer, but as time passed, it seemed as if some power was insufficient, and it slowly returned to its original state.

Long Chen turned his head, looked at Xia Changfeng, and pointed at his nose, saying, "Xia Changfeng, you turtle-egg bastard, just you wait!"

"Your Majesty, I wish to challenge Huang Shang to a death match. I request Your Majesty's permission."

Long Chen's last words were directed at the Empress Dowager. For a moment, the entire scene became as heavy as if it had frozen.

"Long Chen."

Chu Yao looked at the enraged Long Chen and couldn't help but panic. She had never seen Long Chen so angry before, and her heart ached.

"Your Majesty, a death match, with heroic spirit that pierces the heavens, that is the true nature of a man. I believe such actions should be supported,"

Seeing Long Chen challenge Huang Shang to a death match in his anger, Wei Cang couldn't help but rejoice. With this duel, he could reclaim his beast fire.

Because in a death match, all spoils of the defeated party belong to the victor.

The Empress Dowager looked troubled and glanced at Master Yun Qi, who also looked at Long Chen with a solemn expression.

"Please grant my request, Master," Long Chen nodded.

Master Yun Qi sighed and said, "Your Majesty can make the decision on this matter. This is a challenge initiated by Long Chen, and the guild has no right to interfere."

"Granted."

With the Empress Dowager's decree, no one could utter a sound of cheering. This was no longer a martial arts competition, but a bloody battle to the death.

Xia Changfeng had been cursed by Long Chen just now, but he wasn't angry at all. He had no reason to be angry with a dead man.

This trap had gone very smoothly. Originally, they had planned for Huang Shang to accidentally kill Long Chen, but now that the death match had begun, they could openly kill Long Chen and avenge his hatred.

Chu Yao looked at Long Chen with worry. Huang Shang had defeated Shi Feng as if it were child's play, clearly a terrifyingly powerful opponent.

The spectators below, who had been extremely disappointed because Long Chen refused to fight, were now shocked by his sudden challenge to a death match.

Some young girls covered their mouths, their eyes filled with admiration. The wildness displayed by Long Chen deeply stirred their hearts.

Huang Shang looked at Long Chen, a mocking smile appearing on his lips: "You came in the morning, and your friend was fine then, weren't you? You're truly pathetic."

Long Chen didn't speak, standing there quietly, filled with a murderous aura.

"Your eyes are very annoying to me. I've decided to dig them out first."

Huang Shang suddenly moved, appearing before Long Chen like a phantom. His speed was astonishing, even faster than when he fought Shi Feng.

"Scram!"

A sharp shout, like spring thunder shaking the heavens and earth, echoed through the fields. After the shout, a figure flew backward.

The crowd watched the stage in shock. Long Chen maintained a posture of having just thrown a punch, while Huang Shang stood twenty-five feet away, looking at Long Chen in disbelief.

"What happened?"

"I didn't see clearly either."

"It seems Long Chen punched Huang Shang away."

Below the stage, discussions erupted. Fatty Yu and the others were the first to react, cheering loudly. Soon, everyone else joined in the cheers.

Long Chen paid no attention to the cheers from below the stage. He stared coldly at Huang Shang. "If I let you leave alive today, then I'm not Long Chen."

Boom

Suddenly, an aura erupted from Long Chen, causing the space to tremble. Terrifying waves of energy radiated in all directions, rolling outward and instantly changing everyone's expression.