Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 143: Total Defeat!
PFFT!
A surge of qi and blood roiled within him, and a dull pain in his chest forced Zhuo Teng to spit out a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, Zhang Changyuan frowned. He moved forward to support Zhuo Teng, preventing him from collapsing to the ground in an embarrassing heap.
"How are you?" Zhang Changyuan asked.
"He... he’s so strong!" Having truly witnessed Long Chen’s power, Zhuo Teng was now terrified of him.
"It’s too late to think of joining forces now," Long Chen snorted. He gave them no chance to catch their breath and took the initiative to strike.
WHOOSH! He moved with incredible speed. Feeling the intense pressure bearing down on him, Zhang Changyuan’s expression tightened and he quickly retreated to dodge Long Chen’s attack. Although he managed to evade in time, Zhuo Teng wasn’t so lucky.
Another punch! Zhuo Teng’s expression changed drastically. He could only grit his teeth and raise his arms to block.
CRACK!
His right arm was crippled on the spot, and he let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. Before he could recover, Long Chen seized him by the neck and lifted him off the ground.
"No... don’t kill me..."
"I’ve lost!" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"I surrender!"
Fear shot through Zhuo Teng, and he quickly begged Long Chen for mercy.
Long Chen remained silent. Then, as if tossing aside trash, he threw Zhuo Teng off the arena.
Now, only he and Zhang Changyuan remained on the stage. Long Chen raised his head to look at Zhang Changyuan, who was hovering in the air. Feeling Long Chen’s piercing, cold gaze, Zhang Changyuan felt a chill run down his spine.
How could a Second-class Disciple be such an Evil Creature?
Zhang Changyuan didn’t dare to be careless and quickly circulated the battle qi in his body. He formed seals with both hands and let out a low shout.
"Howling Moon God Axe!"
As his voice fell, a giant, silver-white axe condensed in front of him. It flashed with a cold, incredibly sharp light. The oppressive force radiating from the axe alone was enough to send a shudder through the many Disciples of Martial Sect present.
"Senior Brother Zhang has unleashed his strongest move!"
"He used that exact move to defeat a First Layer War Sect Realm expert!"
"Even though Long Chen has brutalized several experts on the Spirit List, it’s all meaningless in the face of this powerful move!"
The many Disciples of Martial Sect exclaimed in shock, retreating several steps in fear, afraid of being caught in the attack’s aftermath.
After fully unleashing the technique, the hovering Zhang Changyuan stared coldly at Long Chen below.
"This is the supreme martial technique I have mastered! Countless geniuses have been defeated by it. And today, you will be no exception!"
Zhang Changyuan pushed his palms forward. The silver-white giant axe descended from the sky. With vast and ferocious power, it chopped down viciously at Long Chen, threatening to split the very space apart.
Long Chen’s hair fluttered, his profound eyes as cold as ice and snow. A faint golden light slowly emanated from his body, and a golden Rune Inscription began to spiral in front of him.
Long Chen threw a palm strike.
Golden light erupted, so blindingly bright it forced everyone present to shut their eyes.
BANG!
The attacks collided with a deafening roar. Countless tiny cracks instantly spiderwebbed across the silver-white giant axe, followed by a crisp shattering sound. A moment later, it broke apart completely, vanishing into nothingness.
"AAAAH—!"
Feeling the overwhelming attack bearing down on him, Zhang Changyuan screamed in terror. He was struck by the palm and smashed into the ground. His body was driven deep into the earth, and he lost consciousness completely.
With that, all of the top ten experts on the Spirit List had been utterly defeated by Long Chen alone.
