With a gasp, the Old man realized too late that he was unable to match Gu Mei's speed. In an instant, Gu Mei's shadow flashed like lightning, and with mind-boggling speed, it shot over. The old man tried to dart to the right, hoping to dodge, but his movements were too slow compared to Gu Mei's agile movements. Slash! A loud crashing sound rang out, echoing in the surroundings, as Gu Mei's slash struck the Old Man's chest with full force. The attack not only stopped his movements, but also left a long scratch that started from his chest and reached his face. Blood began to flow, soaking the protective clothing he was wearing and dripping onto the ground. His badly injured skin burned, intense pain assaulting every fiber of his consciousness. His now badly injured face showed scars that were not only physical but also destroyed his pride as a warrior. His originally sharp eyes had now dimmed, filled with confusion and pain. The old man staggered, trying hard to stay standing e
Long Chu entered the inn room with barely audible steps, like a shadow passing gently among the dim moonlight that filtered in through the window. Inside, several people were asleep in their sleep, including Yun Fei Yang who was famous for his whistling sound while sleeping, a melody that was irregular but filled the silence of the night. Calmly, Long Chu sat cross-legged in the darkest corner of the room, his eyes slowly closing. He initiated the Dragon God Cultivation Mode, a very advanced cultivation technique. Natural Energy began to be sucked in slowly, moving like gentle waves flowing into his body. The air around him became subtly vibrating, as if nature itself was welcoming the presence of a new awakening power. However, what Long Chu didn't realize was that the energy he attracted came not only from the universe, but also from the life around him. Dozens of plants outside the inn began to wither, their leaves drying up as if they had lost their life in an instant. Their
When dawn broke, the enthusiasm of the people was clearly visible, radiating from the crowds that snaked around every corner of the restaurants in the capital. Travelers from all over the country flocked to watch the legendary Friendly Match. With the opening soon to be held near noon, that morning was a golden opportunity for them to enjoy delicious dishes. However, there is something unique about Pak An's restaurant, which also functions as accommodation. The atmosphere there felt different; Dry trees and withered small plants create a mystical atmosphere that attracts attention. Not far away, only a hundred meters away, life seemed normal, but an invisible threat that was absorbing life energy was still roaming free. Amidst the commotion of diners enjoying themselves, Yun Fei Yang, with eyes sparkling with anticipation, couldn't wait for the match. "They say the Empire has prepared the best Ten Arenas. I can't wait to stand there!" he exclaimed excitedly. Meanwhile, Long Chu
"Sit back, now!" Long Chu ordered in a firm and authoritative voice. Yun Fei Yang immediately obeyed, but his eyes still burned with a sharp gaze that was like an arrow aiming at Baga. Baga, with shaking fists and an angry gaze, did not dare to move a single step without the Young Master's permission. Annoyed, he could only walk away to order coffee. Since ancient times, coffee has been processed with special magical skills, creating a magical mixture whose seductive aroma from the results lulls every inhaler. “Forgive my subordinate for being too bold,” said the young man as he looked at Long Chu. “You are mistaken,” replied Long Chu with deep calm, sipping the Herbal Tea in his cup gently. He is not a fan of coffee, even though the coffee is served full of motivation and eternal metaphors that swirl in its steam. "Why make small talk with them, I only want you," shouted the young man as he approached Long Chu's table with determination clearly etched on his face. "Hey, our se
Long Chu and the warriors from various sects entered the magnificent arena which was the battlefield for a friendly battle between the ten great sects in the Qing Empire. A tense air hung in the air as the ten groups of heroes stared at each other sharply, each with the ambition to dominate the others. This match was not just a fight for abundant prizes such as an island rich in resources, but rather a battle that determined the honor and closeness of each sect to the power of the Empire. A high-ceilinged announcer broke the silence with his loud voice, “To all the venerable sects—Sky Gold Sword Sect, Dawn Dew Sect, Dragon Gate Sect, Snow Blossom Sect, Black Flash Sect, Thousand Star Valley Sect, Jade Stone Sect, Firmament Sect , Silver Waves Sect,and the Dawn Dusk Sect—it is requested that their respective representatives come forward and draw their lottery numbers.”Each of the leaders, with the burden of sect pride on their shoulders, stepped forward with determined looks, ready
Long, who was hiding in the darkness outside the stands, had his eyes and ears open, fully awake. The bad feeling that Long Chu had sparked a burning suspicion in him. Even though he never found concrete evidence, he never underestimated the intuition that often guided him. Hidden behind the shady tree leaves, leaning back, he ate rough bread obtained from a roadside stall. In a low but deep voice, he whispered, “Dragon Perception.”With your eyes closed, it feels like the world is splitting apart. His vision surpassed ordinary limits, as if he had eyes that reached all corners of the sky. "Hoho, just like Chu's hunch. There are wolves roaming around, looking for an opening to bite," he said in a cold, calculating tone. He immediately conveyed his discovery to Long Chu using a special ability that only the two of them knew about. Meanwhile, Long was at his most stunning; His usually aging face now looks much younger, approaching 35 years of age. Armed with half his restored stren
Yun, gasping for breath, moved his body as fast as lightning, dodging the attacks of the hands that emerged from the unpredictable black circle. Sweat dripped down his forehead, his eyes sharp as he watched every movement that occurred around him. In the chaos, several times black hands managed to reach his back and arms, creating burning wounds. Furious, Yun swung his arms, delivering a hard blow to the hands that were trying to pull him into the black circle. In the distance, Hu Gong watched Yun's situation with a worried look. Quickly, he grabbed his long sword, channeling the chi energy in his body into the blade. With a powerful movement, Hu Gong swung his sword, sending waves of energy crashing into the black circle, trying to sever Yun's threatening attack. The energy from Hu Gong's sword formed a bright light that charged towards Yun, breaking apart some of the black circles and giving him a chance to breathe for a moment. Yun, with his gaze briefly diverted towards Hu Gong
“Those red-eyed people have gone crazy, we have to stop them.” Long Chu commanded his people. “Yun, you go west, Hu Gong, you go east. Evacuate and protect ordinary people.""Okay Brother Long!" Yun moved with other colleagues. Likewise, Hu Gong, according to Long Chu's instructions, helped evacuate. While Long Chu jumped into the arena, he came to the figure who had previously fought Yun. He slashed, the figure tried to fight back. Long Chu nimbly dodged and immediately launched a series of punches that sent the figure back several steps. Long Chu's strength was so powerful that the ground beneath their feet seemed to crack. "You won't be able to stop us!" shouted the figure with burning eyes, but his voice sounded afraid. Long Chu, with a sharp and determined gaze, stared at his opponent. "I won't let you destroy the peace here," he answered firmly, while catching his breath. With a swift movement, Long Chu threw a kick that hit the figure's chest, sending him flying backwards