"Hong Chou, what are you trying to do?!" Sikong Yu was anxious, her face slightly pale.
Unfortunately, Hong Chou ignored her.
Soon.
Hong Chou walked right up to Su Chen.
"Alright, if you want to see it, I can let you see." Su Chen’s expression was calm, "Pay attention, I’m going to slap you."
Hmm.
Su Chen kindly reminded him.
The reason for slapping Hong Chou was because his mouth was foul; earlier, he said things that angered Sikong Yu greatly.
Foul mouth deserves a slap, doesn’t it?
"Slap ?" Hong Chou almost burst out laughing.
He had lived for less than thirty thousand years, and this was the first ti soone said they were going to slap him.
This fighter is really interesting, audacious!!! Toweringly audacious!
Really must be delusional?
Inside the hall, there was similarly a burst of barely contained laughter.
They only regarded Su Chen as a dish to lighten the mood before the banquet.
However.
At this mont.
In a flash.
Su Chen truly struck.
Indeed, it was with a slap.
This slap.
The speed was not particularly fast.
But.
This slap used a bit of Thousand Abyss Domain.
Directly locked onto Hong Chou.
Moreover, for Su Chen now, any martial cultivator below the Half-Step Realm Master Boundary was no different; they were all ants.
Thus, Su Chen’s ease was imaginable.
He only utilized the Three Powers Transformation, Mysterious Beast Bone, Heavens Stars Great Array.
Just one or two thousand Chaotic Forces.
But this was beyond Hong Chou’s imagination; Hong Chou was rely at the Peak of the Eighth Layer Divine Lord Realm, his full power not even reaching one thousand Chaotic Forces.
How could he possibly be Su Chen’s opponent?
Moreover, the Thousand Abyss Domain is truly terrifying!!!
Even if Su Chen used only a sliver, the pressure was gigantic like the heavens, directly suppressing Hong Chou.
At this mont, Hong Chou felt as if he were being stared down by a giant beast capable of devouring the heavens; there was no escape.
It was as if he were tied by heavenly ropes, unable to lift his hand to fight.
Hong Chou discovered, with utmost terror, that he seed to have suddenly fallen into a massive swamp of life and death; he couldn’t move, only watch as Su Chen’s slap approached him.
What terrified him even more was that he felt an ultimately powerful force from Su Chen’s slap, making his heart tremble with fear.
In a blink.
Splat...
A sharp, crisp sound rang out.
The sound of the slap.
A very clear slap sound.
Accompanying the slap, the right side of Hong Chou’s face appeared with a palm print, blood and flesh mangled, purple-red blood dripping, ruthlessly, even his right face bone shattered.
Hong Chou’s whole body flew backward.
The speed of flying backward was so fast, when everyone reacted, Hong Chou had already crashed heavily into a corner of the Ten Dragons Hall, causing part of the hall’s corner to collapse slightly.
Hong Chou looked absolutely miserable.
That... that... that was Hong Chou!
The famous young master of the Hong Family, one of the Three Factions!!!
Throughout Jiuyou Domain, who didn’t know Hong Chou was a monster?
It was said that Hong Chou had never lost, right?!
It was said that among the younger generation, there were not many more powerful than Hong Chou, right?
Hong Chou lost just like that?
Moreover, it was a crushing defeat.
Got slapped in the face!
The key is, the opponent was just a fighter, not even at the Divine Lord Realm.
This... this is simply unacceptable!
Within the hall, it was dead silent, quiet, almost like midnight at a chaotic burial mound.
Who among those present was not a well-known and powerful figure, who didn’t have a solid state of mind, yet many had their mind and heart shaken.
This is driving them mad!
In fact, many people started rubbing their eyes.
"This..." Waan Qi’s mouth was wide open, the triumphant amusent of a mont ago, suddenly turned to Heaven to Hell!
She shook her head hard, hard, hard.
Her face was as ugly as pig liver.
As for Hong Yicang, he imdiately stood up.
Sikong Zhan had an odd expression, strange yet satisfied.
Sikong Yu, after a mont of bewildernt, went mad with excitent, her face flushed instantly, and she hugged Su Chen’s arm: "Su Chen, Su Chen, Su Chen, am I... am I dreaming?"
Sikong Yu could barely speak.
Her face flushed red, blood dripping.
Her breath trembling.
Her excited body shivered.
Su Chen smiled slightly, raised his eyes, looked toward Hong Chou in the distance, and spoke, "I told you to pay attention. I said I’d hit your mouth, so I’ll hit your mouth. Isn’t a slap on the mouth called for?"
After a pause, Su Chen continued, "Look, you’re no match for , yet you wish to ally with our young mistress, isn’t it like a toad wishing to eat swan at? Our young mistress’s fighter alone can crush you, isn’t it?"
Su Chen’s casual words.
So humiliating.
Extrely humiliating.
Even Hong Yicang was embarrassed to the extre.
Hong Yicang wished he could imdiately wipe out Su Chen, but unfortunately, he couldn’t; it’s better for the old generation not to ddle in the young generation’s struggles.
Moreover, even if he wanted to do sothing to Su Chen at this mont, was Sikong Zhan just a decoration?
Hong Yicang really couldn’t understand why his grandson could not be a match for a fighter?!!!
How could he not be?
Also, Su Chen is less than five hundred years old!
By that calculation, isn’t... isn’t he terrifying?
Such a peerless monster, how did he beco a fighter?
"Hong Chou, you’re not even as good as my fighter, yet you boast about wanting to marry , haha, do you have what it takes?" Sikong Yu spoke too, giving no room for face; after all, Hong Chou stirred up the trouble, and Sikong Yu was not one for returning kindness with resentnt; she said coldly.
Satisfying.
Incredibly satisfying.
She had never felt so relieved!
And all of this was thanks to Su Chen.
Subconsciously, she leaned closer to Su Chen.
Almost forgetting Su Chen was just a fighter.
During the fight in the arena, because of Su Chen, she had fallen to Hell, then suddenly returned to Paradise.
Today, too.
Su Chen really is heaven-sent to save her.
In the distance.
In the corner.
Hong Chou remained silent.
At the core of his thoughts, there was only a sense of ultimate shock.
He was still imrsed in Su Chen’s overwhelming strength.
The kind of strength that made him despair!
Hong Chou stared at Su Chen from afar, his heart indescribable trembling terror.
Less than five hundred years old, with such strength.
This... this... this is simply a reincarnated Demon God!
When the entire atmosphere plunged into a strange suspension.
"Hahaha... I welco you all to arrive." A hearty, old voice rippled.
Then.
An elder wearing a blue robe with a purple do hat appeared.
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