"My lord, these..."
Just as Luu Chen began to speak, Li Chen interrupted by waving his hand, "I’ll handle these people myself."
"Why bother troubling the lord to deal with these small fry?" Luu Chen asked. To him, Li Chen had long been the undisputed strongest. Over the years, Li Chen’s power couldn’t have diminished; it could only have beco more terrifyingly imnse. To contend with such folk, why bother him to take action personally?
"My current state is a bit unique, so a bit of exercise does good," Li Chen replied with a cheerful shake of his head.
Upon hearing Li Chen’s words, Luu Chen stopped speaking further and quietly stood behind Li Chen.
"Alright, you all co forward. Let see what kind of people have been chasing after ," Li Chen said with a smile, addressing the group of suited n.
"You’ve only yourself to bla for angering those you shouldn’t," sneered the man in suits, glancing coldly at Li Chen. Ignoring Li Chen’s provocation, he charged straight at Li Chen.
The suited man’s stride was heavy, indicating he was a Martial Artist with solid cultivation, skilled in hard-style Kung Fu.
Facing Li Chen, the suited man wasted no ti in convolutions and sent a powerful punch toward Li Chen’s chest, the punch generating intense wind pressure.
However, Li Chen remained motionless, as if petrified.
In the suited man’s view, Li Chen would be seriously injured if he took this punch directly, let alone in such an undefended state. Even though Li Chen was also a Martial Artist, he certainly couldn’t withstand the full force of such a heavy punch.
"Bang!!"
Even Luu Chen didn’t expect the suited man’s punch would actually land on Li Chen.
Originally, he thought Li Chen would instantly handle the suited man, but ultimately, Li Chen chose to take the punch without dodging — an incredible decision.
"Thud!"
Li Chen fell to the ground.
Seeing Li Chen on the ground, the suited man smirked, "With your asly strength, you dared challenge us? You’re utterly..."
However, before he could finish, Li Chen slowly got up from the ground, patting his chest, showing no sign of injury save for so rips in his clothes from the wind pressure.
"This..." The suited man’s expression tightened.
Behind the suited man, the henchn who followed also looked incredulous.
Taking a punch directly, without sustaining any harm?
It’s utterly unbelievable!
They had observed that Li Chen’s body had emitted no True Qi at all!
Without using True Qi for defense, taking a blow from a Mystic Rank Expert undamaged? An Earth-level Expert couldn’t manage that!
"Your punch lacked strength; have you eaten?" Li Chen mocked, looking at the suited man.
Indeed, his Cultivation Foundation, Divine Sense, and Laws were locked, even his physical age forced back, but with his Body Refinent Cultivation, in this world, nothing could kill him, or even injure him significantly.
Upon hearing Li Chen’s words, the suited man’s face flushed red with embarrassnt, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Alright! Let’s see!" The suited man gave Li Chen a cold look, then quickly stepped back a few paces. "You boast this much; dare you take another hit?"
"Bring it on," Li Chen casually replied.
For him, provoking this level of opponent felt aningless.
Yet, his deanor provoked the suited man to maximum extent.
What did this an? He was entirely disregarding him?
Just a re seventeen or eighteen-year-old punk dare look down on him this way? Did he think a Mystic Rank Expert was weak?
"Knife!"
The suited man extended his hand, and instantly, soone handed a bright long knife to him. In that mont, he shed his suit, revealing a vest beneath and explosive muscles.
"This treasured sword..."
"Wearing a vest under a suit? Such odd taste," Li Chen casually remarked, shutting the suited man’s unfinished statent.
The suited man seethed at Li Chen’s comnt.
In his eyes, was he truly so insignificant?
Didn’t he notice the blade in his hand was a treasure? A treasure!
Why was Li Chen focused on such oddities?
"Taste my blade!" The suited man roared, channeling his True Qi to the fullest, attacking toward Li Chen’s neck.
Wind from the blade howled, True Qi splintered.
Facing this inciting slash, others would likely be split in half. Martial Artists with True Qi wouldn’t take it lightly.
But Li Chen... simply examined the blade with curiosity.
"Looks sowhat like Red Moon," Li Chen thought, puzzled. Not just the design, but even the patterns on the handle seed identical to Red Moon, just missing a coat of red paint on the blade.
"A sha I can’t communicate with Red Moon now; otherwise, I’d ask if this blade were a sibling," Li Chen mused.
Indeed, this blade was formidable; for novices at the Earth Level, they’d avoid confrontation. Even confronting it, they’d need full strength to parry since after all, this was a Mystic Rank Expert’s full-striking True Qi — not to be underestimated.
But the suited man... oh, he should be called vest man now, noticed... Li Chen was absent-minded.
"Dared you to be distracted now — thoroughly disregarding , huh?" Seeing this, the suited man increased his blade’s force.
"Die!" Vest man roared, slashing hard toward Li Chen’s neck.
With this strike, he aid to dismber Li Chen, forgetting promises of beating or teaching a lesson.
Who was he?
A Martial Artist!
Why practice martial arts if not for acting freely? Such minor verbal commitnts couldn’t bind him!
At this ti, Luu Chen, standing not far behind Li Chen, hesitated. Ultimately, he didn’t move because Li Chen had instructed him earlier not to intervene.
He’d seen Li Chen’s power firsthand, even witnessing Li Chen’s Ascension in past years firsthand. Such power, if spoken, had its reasons.
Then, he watched the blade’s firm strike land upon Li Chen’s neck.
"Snap!"
Then, the blade broke.
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