"You're going to enter the Spirit-Seizing Battle? Hahaha... You're killing me! A piece of trash like you has some nerve boasting like that. What, are you going to defeat the Li Family Members with your mouth?"
Shen Ruzhuo roared with laughter, his eyes brimming with mockery.
"Ning Chuan, stop talking nonsense!"
Shen Qingqing stamped her feet in agitation.
She had already told Ning Chuan to keep his mouth shut, but not only had he refused to listen and gone toe-to-toe with Shen Ruzhuo and the Grand Elder, now he was even saying he would enter the Spirit-Seizing Battle?
What an outrageous joke!
Shen Wan and Shen Qianxun looked rather displeased as well.
If Ning Chuan really entered the Spirit-Seizing Battle, the Shen family would probably become the laughingstock of all Flame Dragon City. Sending a useless live-in son-in-law into the Spirit-Seizing Battle-did the Shen family truly have no one else?
"How I defeat the Li Family Members is none of your damn business! But trash like you, a useless coward who only throws his weight around at home? I could slap you dead!"
Ning Chuan sneered.
"Ning Chuan, you're courting death!"
Shen Ruzhuo flew into a rage, a trace of chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Cut the crap. Trash like you wants to replace my wife as head of the Shen family? Come on, then! Today, I, Ning Chuan, will teach you how to behave!"
Ning Chuan sneered.
"Fine, fine, fine! Ning Chuan, you brought this on yourself. Let's see whether your bones are as hard as your mouth!"
Shen Ruzhuo laughed in fury and drove a fist straight at Ning Chuan.
Boom!
Spiritual light suffused his body, and his blood surged. The phantom of a crimson lion seemed to manifest above his head, making his punch all the more ferocious and unstoppable.
Raging Lion Fist!
This was a yellow-tier mid-grade martial technique. Shen Ruzhuo had devoted years to it and had long since reached major mastery. Combined with his cultivation at the first level of the Spirit Sea Realm, its power was even more terrifying.
Opening with the Raging Lion Fist, Shen Ruzhuo held nothing back. His attack was utterly ruthless.
"Stop! This is the Elder Hall! How dare you run wild here?"
Shen Wan's expression changed sharply, and she immediately moved to intervene. Though she disliked Ning Chuan, she could not simply watch Shen Ruzhuo beat him to death.
"Shen Wan, a little sparring between the juniors does no harm. Surely we needn't interfere?"
The Grand Elder spoke with a genial smile, but stepped directly in front of Shen Wan, blocking Shen Qianxun as well and preventing either woman from intervening.
"Shen Zhong, you old bastard, get out of my way!"
Shen Wan was furious.
Shen Qianxun's gaze was icy, and her heart burned with anxiety. She immediately tried to leap forward to stop Shen Ruzhuo. Ning Chuan had no cultivation whatsoever-how could he possibly withstand the Raging Lion Fist?
"Shen Wan, Family Head, please remain calm. Since Ning Chuan dared challenge Ru Zhuo, perhaps he can win. Let us watch and see..."
The Grand Elder spoke with a genial smile and swept his sleeve. A vast storm of spiritual energy surged forth, blocking Shen Qianxun and Shen Wan's path.
At that same moment, Ning Chuan and Shen Ruzhuo clashed.
"That useless live-in son-in-law Ning Chuan dared challenge Shen Ruzhuo. Even if he survives this, he'll probably be beaten half to death!"
Everyone's gazes shifted, their eyes full of mockery.
Boom!
A thunderclap seemed to explode inside the Elder Hall. Accompanied by a scream, a figure flew sideways and slammed into the ground in the distance, vomiting mouthful after mouthful of blood.
"What?!"
Everyone was stunned.
At that moment, even the smile on the Grand Elder's face froze, his eyes filling with disbelief.
Because the one beaten until he spat blood was not Ning Chuan, but Shen Ruzhuo!
How was that possible?
"Trash. You couldn't withstand a single blow."
Ning Chuan spoke flatly.
Blood energy suffused his body, and spiritual light blazed around him. Wind and thunder still seemed to intertwine in his palm. Just now, he had unleashed a single Great Wind Thunder Palm, sweeping through Shen Ruzhuo like a force smashing rotten wood and crushing dead branches!
After all, Ning Chuan had not only reached the second level of the Spirit Sea Realm, but also possessed a divine strength of two hundred thousand jin, comparable to a martial artist at the seventh or eighth level of the Spirit Sea Realm. Defeating Shen Ruzhuo was child's play.
"Spiritual energy leaving the body-the Spirit Sea Realm? You... you're actually at the second level of the Spirit Sea Realm?"
Shen Wan's eyes were filled with disbelief.
No one had imagined this would be the outcome!
The Shen family's useless live-in son-in-law had suddenly transformed into a Spirit Sea Realm martial artist and severely wounded Shen Ruzhuo with one palm strike. What terrifying combat strength was this?
"The second level of the Spirit Sea Realm? You... your injuries have healed?"
Shen Qianxun's beautiful eyes shone with a dazzling light, brimming with delighted surprise.
Only moments before, she had been terribly worried that Shen Ruzhuo would severely injure Ning Chuan. Never had she imagined that Ning Chuan would give her such an enormous surprise.
"He... he really has Spirit Sea Realm cultivation? So he wasn't lying to me..."
Shen Qingqing's face was filled with disbelief as well. Remembering what Ning Chuan had just said, she felt her cheeks burn.
So this was what Ning Chuan had been relying on!
"You little bastard! You dared severely injure Ru Zhuo? You're courting death!"
At that moment, the Grand Elder examined Shen Ruzhuo's injuries and discovered that all his internal organs had suffered severe damage, while his spiritual energy had nearly dispersed. He could not possibly recover in less than a month. The Grand Elder's fury instantly became uncontainable.
Boom!
His eyes blood-red, he struck with a palm through the air. Surging spiritual energy erupted and hurtled straight toward Ning Chuan-he actually intended to kill Ning Chuan outright!
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