Shocked the audience

"Bang."

Long Tianxiao's blade Aura surged. With a cold shout, he collided with the three, retreating a few steps. Looking at Long Chen, his eyes were filled with pride.

"Good, good, good. You are worthy of being my, Long Tianxiao's, son. This is what a real man is."

He had seen everything Long Chen did since arriving. The snot-nosed kid who used to follow behind him had become a true man.

Thinking back to when he left, Long Chen was still a child who only knew how to cry. In the blink of an eye, Long Chen had grown up.

There was relief, and there was loss. His greatest regret was not being able to accompany Long Chen as he grew. He knew the hardships Long Chen had endured all these years.

It was precisely through experiencing these things that Long Chen, who should still have been a child, had become a pillar of strength capable of shielding others from the wind and rain.

Seeing Long Chen arrive, Marquis Ying and the others stopped their attacks. Marquis Ying's expression, in particular, became extremely ugly, as if his own father had died.

The last time he returned half-dead, it was all thanks to Long Chen. Now, seeing Long Chen standing before him, alive and kicking, his heart was filled with venomous hatred.

"Long Chen, you were lucky last time. Let's see how you escape this time!"

"Escape? It seems like I wasn't the one who ended up fleeing last time, was I?" Long Chen sneered.

Marquis Ying's face turned purple with rage. Long Chen's words were no different from a heavy slap to the face.

Last time he hunted Long Chen, he ended up being chased by Long Chen with a sword. An expert in the Tendon Tempering realm being chased by a rookie in the Qi Gathering realm—was there anything more humiliating in this world?

The three people, including Long Tianxiao, were shocked. Even Marquis Wu only knew that Marquis Ying was injured; he had asked for the reason, but Marquis Ying had been gloomy and hadn't uttered a single word.

Now, through their conversation and looking at Marquis Ying's expression, they could guess some clues. And precisely because they guessed, they were even more shocked.

"Hahaha, you truly are my, Long Tianxiao's, son. Good! Today, let us father and son fight together and let them witness the spirit of the men of our Dragon family!"

Long Tianxiao laughed thunderously, swinging his long blade. Although he had heard from Chen Fei that Long Chen had grown rapidly and that a Peak Blood Condensation expert had fallen into Long Chen's hands, he knew that was a coincidence. Long Chen had taken advantage of being an Alchemist, and Chen Fei wasn't truly his enemy, so he only smiled slightly at Chen Fei's praise.

But today, as soon as Long Chen appeared, he shattered Marquis Ying's flying spear with a single sword strike, treating thousands of warriors as nothing. The Aura he displayed wasn't faked; it was forged through life-and-death trials.

Now, seeing Long Chen's conversation with Marquis Ying, Long Tianxiao saw his son's domineering side. Long Chen now possessed the demeanor of a true expert.

The situation was still critical. Long Chen's arrival surprised and delighted Long Tianxiao. He also wanted to see to what extent Long Chen had truly grown.

"I'll go first. Be careful, don't push yourself."

Long Tianxiao warned in a low voice, then moved, his long blade creating layers of blade shadows. The blade light was like waves, instantly circling the three into his long blade's range.

Clearly, Long Tianxiao loved his son deeply and feared for Long Chen's safety. After all, Long Chen was too young, and this kind of life-and-death duel was too dangerous.

Watching Long Tianxiao's back, Long Chen seemed to see the scene from his childhood when his father would secretly take him to the deep mountains to adventure, with his mother on his back.

At that time, Long Chen held a long sword to deal with a small wild boar, while his father took the lead and he provided support, the two of them "working together" to slay the beast.

Now, over a decade later, that figure remained unchanged, still tall and towering, but there was a hint of frost at his temples, which made Long Chen feel a pang of sadness.

Father, I have grown up. Let me be the vanguard for you once.

Seeing the three fighting ahead, Long Chen moved, his feet exploding as he rushed into the fray, slashing his sword at Marquis Ying.

Marquis Ying had long been guarding against Long Chen. If anyone here understood Long Chen best, it was Marquis Ying. Only he knew how powerful Long Chen was. Anyone who underestimated Long Chen because of his age was definitely courting death.

Seeing Long Chen pounce, a sneer appeared on the corner of Marquis Ying's mouth as he stepped back, exiting the range of Long Tianxiao's attack.

Seeing the strange smile on Marquis Ying's face, Long Tianxiao was shocked. He knew this old rival well. Although his combat power was a notch below his own, his schemes were terrifyingly deep.

Although he didn't know what he was planning, he instinctively accelerated his long blade, wanting to circle him in as well.

But Marquis Wu and the expert from the Great Xia Empire seemed to see through Long Tianxiao's intention and shouted, exploding with full power to block him.

Marquis Ying's forehead veins bulged suddenly, and a powerful, peerless Aura rose up. His long sword shook, emitting a roar, and the air waves rolled up.

"Be careful, it's an Earth Rank battle skill!"

Long Tianxiao was shocked. He didn't expect Marquis Ying to use an Earth Rank battle skill at this time. One must know that even an expert in the Tendon Tempering realm could generally only use it twice in a row.

Earth Rank battle skills had terrifying combat power, but the consumption was also extremely massive, rapidly draining one's Spiritual Qi. Unless it was a last resort, they generally wouldn't use it.

Therefore, they had been fighting until now, and none of them had used an Earth Rank battle skill, because once an Earth Rank battle skill was unleashed, if you couldn't kill the enemy, you would be in danger.

Long Tianxiao hadn't used an Earth Rank battle skill because even if he did, he might not be able to kill the three in front of him, let alone the three Tendon Tempering experts eyeing them from the side.

So everyone had been holding back their final trump card. But Marquis Ying had actually used his trump card on Long Chen, which was something Long Tianxiao hadn't expected. This was simply illogical.

Of course, if Long Tianxiao knew that Marquis Ying had almost died in Long Chen's hands, he wouldn't think so.

Long Chen looked at the smile on Marquis Ying's face. A smile? I hope you can keep that smile and don't disappoint me.

The broadsword on his shoulder shook, the Fengfu Star beneath his feet spun, and the air currents around his body circulated rapidly, like a raging wind and rolling waves, rushing straight up.

Even Long Tianxiao and the others were shocked. They felt the change in air currents the first moment, and Long Chen had already rushed in front of Marquis Ying.

"Departing Wind Slash!"

"Void Breaking Slash!"

"Boom!"

The sound of the air exploding resounded throughout the entire battlefield, instantly drowning out all other sounds. The earth shook, making it impossible to stand steadily, the momentum terrifying.

People only saw the two collide, kicking up clouds of dust. Even Long Tianxiao and the others were shaken back repeatedly, looking ahead in shock.

A figure flew out from the dust in a sorry state, rolling far along the ground. The powerful force plowed a trench over a dozen zhang long into the solid ground.

"Pfft!"

That person spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.

The man in white, who had been calmly drinking tea behind the crowd, had his hand tremble. Tea splashed all over him. He slowly took out a handkerchief, wiped himself, and muttered:

"Comparable to a first-rate Genius. What a pity."

The dust settled, and a shocking crater appeared on the ground. In front of the crater, Long Chen's clothes fluttered, his long hair flying, and the broadsword in his hand maintained the posture of a downward slash.

On the other side of the crater, Marquis Ying was disheveled, looking at the person in horror, his eyes full of terror:

"Blood… Condensation…"

At this moment, a faint blood Aura permeated Long Chen's body, causing the surrounding space to slightly distort, clearly telling the world that he had stepped into the Blood Condensation realm.

"Whoosh!"

Long Chen's figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Marquis Ying. The speed was unbelievable.

"Hum!"

Long Chen didn't waste any words. After advancing to the Blood Condensation realm, his speed and strength had greatly improved. Using the Wind Chasing Step, he was fast to the extreme. As soon as he pounced, he slashed horizontally, the air waves shocking the heavens.

"Departing Wind Cut!"

Marquis Ying's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Long Chen to change moves so quickly. Normal Tendon Tempering experts needed to charge up before using an Earth Rank battle skill, but Long Chen didn't need that at all; he just raised his hand and slashed.

The previous blow had caused Marquis Ying severe internal injuries. Seeing Long Chen attack again with a move that was no less powerful than the last, he was scared out of his wits.

His treasured sword had been shattered by Long Chen's blow. There was no help for it; the long sword itself was not a weapon that won by force.

Now empty-handed, and with Long Chen slashing over, Marquis Ying hurriedly sacrificed five heavy shields like door panels, stacking them in front of him, while enduring the severe pain in his body to explode backward.

He didn't expect those shields to block Long Chen's strike; he only needed to buy himself a chance to retreat and escape Long Chen's attack range.

"Boom!"

Those huge shields made of refined steel were like paper in front of Long Chen's strike, instantly smashed into powder by the terrifying gale.

Although Marquis Ying retreated rapidly, he didn't know that Long Chen's Earth Rank battle skill could attack from a distance.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

Marquis Ying's body was directly blasted into the air, blood spraying wildly, falling like a kite with broken strings.

"Departing Wind Stab!"

A cold shout, as if from the nine nether Hell, and also like the judgment of the Grim Reaper, entered Marquis Ying's ears.

"Swoosh!"

The falling Marquis Ying suddenly stopped in mid-air. A broadsword had pierced through his chest, and the other end of the broadsword was held in Long Chen's hand.

The whole scene was dead silent. Except for Great Master Yun Qi in the distance who couldn't see the situation here, everyone stopped their actions, looking at this side in shock.

Marquis Ying looked at his chest in disbelief. He couldn't even feel his pain, only feeling his body getting colder and colder.

Slowly raising his head, along the broadsword in his chest, he saw its master, where a pair of cold, ruthless eyes were looking at him.

"Marquis Ying, when you hunted me, I said that my father could cut off one of your fingers, and I, would cut off your head."

"Pfft!"

The broadsword was pulled out from Marquis Ying's chest, cutting through the space rapidly. A head flew into the sky, rolling far away.

"The men of our Dragon family keep their word. Do you believe it now?"