In the few years that Ling Chen had been in 'Hell', he had assassinated many espers, and many espers had died by his hands. Moreover, to everyone in 'Hell', espers were the easiest type of people to assassinate. This was because their special abilities were either innate or acquired. With these special abilities, they had many advantages over ordinary people. However, in other aspects … their bodies and speed were all quite mediocre, and their senses were quite weak. They simply couldn't compare to those who had gone through countless hardships and battles to become stronger. If an assassin hid in the shadows or moved incredibly quickly, he could easily kill them before they could even use their abilities.
As such, when facing an enemy like Ling Chen, who had a huge advantage in terms of speed and awareness, sending out the Dark Eagles or Long Yu would be a mistake. The threat that the Steel Dragons and Blood Wolves posed to Ling Chen was far inferior.
Just as Long Zheng Yang had predicted, Ling Chen was like an oil lamp that had run out of oil. He had used up a lot of energy, and had lost a lot of blood. The countless wounds all over his body were slowly dissipating, and his life force was becoming weaker and weaker. However, his incredibly powerful mental energy, as well as the despair and bloodlust from Shui Ruo's departure, made it so that he didn't want to fall. His consciousness was starting to fade, but he continued to use every bit of his strength to attack every enemy in his line of sight.
Extreme speed, terrifying strength, espers' attacks all required a certain amount of time to prepare. Just like magic chants in the virtual world, with Ling Chen's ghostly speed, their attacks were unable to lock onto Ling Chen's body, and their bodies were unable to withstand Ling Chen's attack even when he was in a semi-conscious state. The espers fell one by one, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Chen had killed a large number of them. The speed at which they died was far faster than the Steel Dragons and Blood Wolves. Draconic Field's overall strength was one of the Seven Great Secret Forces, and they had many abilities that the other six forces did not have. However, against Ling Chen, they lost almost all of their advantages, and their effective attacks were not even as effective as the Dark Eagles. These superhumans, who were extremely few in number, fell one by one, causing the hearts of those who were watching to bleed … These superhuman existences, in front of Ling Chen, were as fragile as sheep in the mouth of a tiger.
The door of the central hall was violently pushed open and then slammed shut. Murong Xiong Tian quickly walked out, and seeing the corpses of the Dragon's Domain members, his face twitched as he roared, "Everyone get out of the way!!"
"Chief Murong!!"
"Chief … It's Chief Murong. He's finally going to take action personally! That's great! "
Murong Xiong Tian was extremely strong, and he also had an arrogance that matched his strength. When he fought with a single person, he would not allow anyone to help him. The metahumans of Dragon Yu were already trembling in fear from Ling Chen's attacks. When they saw Murong Xiong Tian, they all heaved a sigh of relief and quickly retreated.
Bang!
After suddenly losing sight of his target, Ling Chen let out a sigh of relief. He felt a wave of dizziness as he powerlessly knelt on the ground. He violently coughed, and the ground was covered with a large pool of blood. He didn't know how many wounds he had on his body right now. There were gunshot wounds, knife wounds, claw wounds, burns from espers, and frostbite … There were too many to count. He had far more wounds than when he fought Hell back then.
Seeing the young man kneeling on the ground on one knee, his body covered in blood, and breathing raggedly, Murong Xiong Tian's emotions were incredibly complicated. He hated Ling Tian, because he had dealt a heavy blow to four of the seven main forces that he had spent so much time and effort developing. He had lost all face in front of Long Zheng Yang, and the impact on the Long family and the seven main forces was irreversible. However, deep within his heart, he couldn't help but respect Ling Tian … respect a young man who was a generation younger than him. He knew that at his age, he wouldn't even be fit to carry Ling Tian's shoes. If Ling Tian fully matured, his future would be limitless.
"Young man, you're called Ling Chen, right?" Murong Xiong Tian asked slowly. Although Long Zheng Yang had told him not to waste any more words, he couldn't help but want to say something. After all, if he killed this young man, he might never see another one again, "Although I don't know what sort of enmity you have with the Long family, I'm sure it's at the level of irreconcilable enmity between you and the Long family. After all, from the looks of it, you don't plan on going back alive. To be honest, you're the first young man in my life to make me feel fear. Just this alone is enough to show that you're incredibly powerful. In your current state, it was indeed a bit unfair for me to attack you. However, to be able to die by my hands, you're not too unlucky. "
Ling Chen's weak breathing stopped, and he suddenly raised his head. The baleful aura in his eyes caused Murong Xiong Tian's heart to tremble. A hoarse and cold voice sounded in his ears, "The one who's going to die … is you!!"
Even though Ling Chen's body was incredibly weak, he suddenly charged towards Murong Xiong Tian like a cheetah, and his right fist, which was covered with wounds and blood, smashed towards Murong Xiong Tian's heart. Murong Xiong Tian's expression changed … just where did this power come from? He had so many wounds, so much energy, and so much blood … how was he still able to unleash such a ferocious attack?
Bang!!!
Ling Chen's fist viciously smashed into Murong Xiong Tian's chest, and a muffled groan and the crisp sound of bones dislocating sounded out. Ling Chen's body flew backwards, and he landed heavily on the ground. His entire right hand was completely twisted, and he had lost control of it due to the intense pain. Murong Xiong Tian's upper body leaned back slightly, and there was a large hole in his chest, revealing his bronze-coloured skin … within it, there was a red fist mark, which caused him to feel a burning pain. This pain caused Murong Xiong Tian to frown. Even in such a weak state, his attack was still so terrifying. This person could only be called a monster!
Ling Chen slowly stood up from the ground, and grabbed his right hand with his left hand. With a 'crack', his dislocated right hand was reconnected, and he roared as he once again charged towards Murong Xiong Tian, and once again punched towards his chest. This time, Murong Xiong Tian didn't continue to stand there. With a low roar, he swung his right arm out to meet Ling Chen's fist.
Bang!!!
"Argh!!"
With a muffled groan, Murong Xiong Tian's body swayed, and Ling Chen flew backwards like a sandbag. After spinning twice in the air, he heavily fell to the ground, and his body twitched in pain. His entire right arm drooped down, but he gritted his teeth and used his left arm to support his body, allowing himself to stand up again. But then, he violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and he fell down again.
"Hmph, trying to compete with Uncle Murong in terms of strength? You're overestimating yourself." Long Tian Yun coldly laughed. Although he had suffered heavy losses, Ling Tian was no longer a threat, and Murong Xiong Tian could finally relax. Without Ling Tian, he would have one less thorn in his heart.
"If he was in his normal state … he might not lose." Xuanyuan Dao said calmly.
Everyone fell silent.
In the end, Ling Chen still stood up, but his aura was so weak that Murong Xiong Tian couldn't even sense it. With a 'crack', Ling Chen's dislocated right arm was forcefully pushed back with his left hand. Throughout the entire process, he didn't make a single sound of pain. Murong Xiong Tian frowned as he said, "Ling Tian, you should know that in your current state, no matter how much you struggle, it's useless. If you continue like this, you'll only suffer for a longer period of time. "
"The one who's going to die … is you!!" Ling Chen breathed raggedly as he glared at Murong Xiong Tian viciously.
Murong Xiong Tian's eyes narrowed as he raised his hands, "Forget it, I'll just give you a quick death."
"Arghhhh!!"
Ling Chen spread his arms out as he suddenly let out a loud roar, and struck towards Murong Xiong Tian's heart in the same way as before.
"Hmph." Murong Xiong Tian coldly harrumphed as he furrowed his eyebrows, and gathered all of his strength into his right fist. He completely ignored Ling Chen's attack, and heavily punched Ling Chen's forehead … if this hit landed, even at the lightest, Ling Chen's head would explode.
However …
Just as their bodies were about to collide, Murong Xiong Tian's vision blurred, and his punch, which contained all of his strength, missed. What he hit was only an afterimage that Ling Chen had left behind. Because his punch had missed, Murong Xiong Tian's body couldn't help but lean forwards. From his side, a sharp gust of wind rushed towards him … Ling Chen's tightly clenched right fist suddenly opened up, and his entire palm became like a blade, slicing towards Murong Xiong Tian's head … and hitting his temple.
Bang!!!
Murong Xiong Tian felt as if millions of wasps had entered his brain, and his world began to buzz. Even a powerful 'Steel' esper wouldn't feel good after being hit in the temple. Murong Xiong Tian's consciousness was shattered, and he lost his balance as he fell towards the ground, his head smashing into the ground.
"Wuaaahhhhh!"
Ling Chen hoarsely roared as his bloodied body leapt into the air. He clenched his fists, and used all of his strength to smash down …
BOOM!!!!
Sand and rocks flew into the air, and dust flew everywhere. This incredibly heavy blow caused the ground to tremble. Murong Xiong Tian's entire head was smashed into the ground, and blood flowed out of his orifices, dyeing the ground around him red.
Ling Chen sat on the ground weakly, while Murong Xiong Tian's body was twisted, and his head had been smashed into the ground, and he was completely motionless. Even though his body was as hard as steel, it was impossible for him to withstand the two strikes on his temples that were as heavy as a thousand-kilogram hammer.
"Leader!!"
"Leader Murong!!"
All of Long Yu's espers were completely shocked. Everyone's expressions changed, and Long Zheng Yang immediately turned and yelled, "Xuanyuan! Hurry!! "
"Yes!!" Xuanyuan Sheng didn't waste even half a second, and yelled, "Let's go!" He pushed open the door and swiftly clashed with the eight people behind him. The Green Tipped Sword on his back reflected a cold light as it unsheathed itself … This sword could cut through pig iron effortlessly. 6 years ago, it was this sword that had caused countless wounds to Ling Chen, forcing him to run away, and almost costing him his life.
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