Chapter 41

"Longchen"

"Longchen"

"Longchen"

The shouts grew louder and louder, surging and overwhelming, making people's blood boil, and countless eager eyes were cast upon Longchen.

Longchen looked at Huang Shang, then at Xia Changfeng in the distance, and how could he not understand what was going on? He sneered and raised one hand to wave.

As soon as Longchen raised his hand, everyone fell silent, looking at him. Longchen only said one sentence: "I have no interest in fighting a prematurely aged dog."

For a moment, the entire venue was stunned. Longchen actually refused.

"This is the top young talent of the Phoenix Cry Empire? Just a coward, truly disappointing," Huang Shang shook his head and said.

Longchen smiled coldly. I've already jumped into one trap; I won't jump into a second one. There's no bait, do you think I'm stupid?

"Let's go, don't pay attention to that dog."

Longchen called out to everyone and started to leave. He was eager to return and refine the beast fire, and didn't have time to waste on them.

"You, with your character, also dare to dream of the Third Princess? I advise you to stop dreaming of eating swans as a toad. A piece of trash like you doesn't deserve it," Huang Shang couldn't help but sneer when he saw Longchen about to leave.

Longchen's body suddenly stiffened. Huang Shang had indeed angered him. Chu Yao had become a very important part of his life at some point, and he absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to trample on her.

However, anger was one thing, but Longchen still didn't want to confront Huang Shang. He didn't have enough confidence yet, so he continued to walk away.

"I'll deal with him." Suddenly, Shifeng coldly snorted and rushed to the platform.

Longchen was greatly alarmed and hurried to pull Shifeng, but Shifeng was extremely fast. Longchen missed his grip, and Shifeng had already jumped onto the platform.

"Huang Shang, clean your mouth. Longchen is not someone you can insult," Shifeng pointed at Huang Shang with a stern look.

Seeing Shifeng on the platform, Huang Shang's eyes lit up, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips: "Although you are the top warrior of this generation, you can't even block my ten moves. You should step down and not embarrass yourself."

"Too arrogant."

"Despicable."

"Shifeng, knock him down."

Shifeng had just been named the top warrior, and his bravery had earned the admiration of many. Now, seeing someone from Daxia insult Shifeng was like insulting the entire young generation of Phoenix Cry.

"Shifeng, get down here," Longchen had already reached the edge of the platform and shouted at Shifeng.

"See, he's calling you down, afraid you'll get hurt. You should step down," Huang Shang also advised, but his words were more infuriating than insults.

"Longchen, I want to fight him," Shifeng said.

"This is a trap. If you fight him, you won't be my brother," Longchen couldn't help but say angrily.

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

Shifeng stared at Huang Shang and said, "Come on, make your move."

Huang Shang looked at Shifeng, nodded, and said, "I didn't expect you to be more promising than him. In recognition of your courage, if you can block my ten moves, you win."

"Arrogant."

Shifeng was furious, roared, and his entire body's qi and blood surged. He stepped on the platform and rushed to Huang Shang, throwing a punch.

This punch gathered all of Shifeng's strength, the wind howling as it sliced through the sky, audible even from dozens of feet away.

"Good."

Seeing Shifeng's powerful punch, the crowd erupted in cheers, but Longchen was secretly worried.

"Bang."

Shifeng's unstoppable punch was blocked by Huang Shang. Huang Shang held Shifeng's punch with one hand, the other hand behind his back, and his body didn't budge at all.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked. Shifeng's punch was incredibly powerful, yet it couldn't move Huang Shang. For a moment, everyone's hearts were shaken.

"Is that all you've got?" Huang Shang shook his head, a look of disdain on his lips.

Shifeng's shock quickly turned into raging anger. Without retracting his punch, he kicked Huang Shang's abdomen with his foot and simultaneously hooked Huang Shang's throat with his right hand.

This was a double attack, the foot going first. Normally, Huang Shang should have retreated to avoid the kick, allowing Shifeng's other hand to lock his throat, a very clever move.

However, what Shifeng didn't expect was that Huang Shang didn't retreat. As Shifeng kicked, Huang Shang also kicked, and with incredible speed, his kick arrived first.

"Bang."

Huang Shang's kick hit Shifeng's knee, a loud crack echoing. Shifeng felt a sharp pain in his knee, and suddenly his chest was struck by a palm.

Shifeng couldn't help but take three steps back. He found his right knee difficult to move, and before he could recover, Huang Shang had already closed in.

"Not bad. If you can't take it, you can admit defeat at any time."

While speaking, Huang Shang's movements didn't slow down. He extended his hand and aimed for Shifeng's throat.

Shifeng was alarmed and quickly threw a punch to block the claw.

"Bang."

Shifeng's punch was just thrown when it was caught by Huang Shang's large hand, and a powerful force suddenly came.

"Crack."

A light sound, and Shifeng's arm was actually broken.

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

Huang Shang smiled apologetically, but his hand didn't stop, and another palm struck.

At this moment, Shifeng's leg was already difficult to move, and he couldn't retreat in time. Huang Shang's palm struck his shoulder.

A strange force came, and Shifeng felt a heavy pressure in his chest, as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing on him, making it hard to breathe and unable to make a sound.

At this moment, he finally realized that the gap between him and Huang Shang was too great. He wanted to speak, but found he couldn't.

"Shifeng, if you can't take it, you can admit defeat at any time."

Huang Shang smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of coldness, and he struck Shifeng's chest with a palm.

"Bang."

A loud crack, and Shifeng flew off the platform, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the crowd let out a gasp.

A figure lightly leaped up and caught Shifeng. Longchen saw that Shifeng's knee bones were shattered, his arm broken, and the last palm had torn his meridians, almost making him a cripple.

The entire venue fell into a dead silence. No one expected the invincible Shifeng to be defeated so quickly and so brutally.

"Brother Shifeng, he's too stubborn, actually taking my palm. I'm... sorry," Huang Shang stood on the platform, looking at Longchen and his companions, shrugging helplessly.

However, in his eyes, Longchen saw mockery, disdain, and deep contempt.

"As they say, fists and feet have no eyes. If you can't handle it, you shouldn't show off. It's good you're not dead," Wei Cang shook his head and said.

"Old pervert, shut up."

Longchen suddenly roared, shaking the surroundings, and a strong killing intent rose, making people's hearts tremble.

Even the marquises who had been in battles for years felt a chill in their hearts and were greatly alarmed.

Longchen gave Shifeng a healing pill, then slowly walked onto the platform, looking at Huang Shang, his voice like ice:

"You want to force me to fight you, now you can have your wish."

At this moment, Longchen's heart was boiling with killing intent. What he didn't know was that when he was angry, the Fengfu point under his feet was rapidly spinning.

Originally just a chaotic sphere, it gradually became clearer, but as time passed, it seemed to lack some power and slowly returned to its original state.

Longchen turned to Xia Changfeng, pointed at him, and said, "Xia Changfeng, you bastard, you wait for me."

"Empress, I request a life-or-death duel with Huang Shang. I hope the Empress will grant it."

Longchen's last words were to the Empress, and for a moment, the entire scene was as heavy as if it had stopped.

"Longchen."

Chu Yao looked at the angry Longchen, her heart aching. She had never seen Longchen so angry before.

"Empress, a life-or-death duel, full of valor, is the true spirit of a man. I think such actions should be supported," Wei Cang was delighted to see Longchen challenge Huang Shang to a life-or-death duel. With this duel, he could reclaim his beast fire.

In a life-or-death duel, all the spoils of the defeated belong to the victor.

The Empress was hesitant and looked at Master Yunqi, who also looked at Longchen with a serious expression.

"Please, Master, grant it," Longchen nodded.

Master Yunqi sighed and said, "The Empress can decide. This is a challenge initiated by Longchen, and the guild has no right to interfere."

"Permitted."

With the Empress's order, no one could cheer. This was no longer a match but a bloody, life-or-death battle.

Xia Changfeng, who had just been insulted by Longchen, wasn't angry at all. He had no reason to be angry at a dead man.

This trap was very smooth. Originally, he wanted to make it look like Huang Shang accidentally killed Longchen, but now with the duel, he could openly kill Longchen and satisfy his hatred.

Chu Yao looked at Longchen with worry. Huang Shang had defeated Shifeng as easily as playing with a child, clearly a very powerful and terrifying opponent.

Those in the audience, who had been extremely disappointed by Longchen's refusal to fight, were now shocked by his sudden challenge to a life-or-death duel.

Some young girls, covering their mouths, looked at Longchen with admiration. His wildness deeply touched their hearts.

Huang Shang looked at Longchen, a mocking smile on his lips: "If you had come earlier, your friend would have been fine. You really are a piece of trash."

Longchen didn't speak, standing there silently, his body filled with a killing aura.

"Your eyes, I really hate them. I decide to gouge them out first."

Suddenly, Huang Shang moved, appearing in front of Longchen like a ghost, his speed astonishing, even faster than when he fought Shifeng.

"Get lost."

A loud roar, like a thunderclap, shook the surroundings. After the roar, a figure flew backward.

Everyone was shocked, looking at the platform. Longchen was in the position of throwing a punch, and Huang Shang was standing five feet away, looking at Longchen in shock.

"What happened?"

"I didn't see clearly."

"It seems Longchen punched Huang Shang away."

The crowd below was in an uproar. Yu Fatty and others were the first to react, cheering, and others soon joined in.

Longchen ignored the cheers below, looking at Huang Shang coldly: "If I let you live today, I won't be called Longchen."

"Boom."

Suddenly, Longchen's aura exploded, shaking the space, and a terrifying wave of energy radiated in all directions, making everyone's faces change instantly.