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
Patriarch Jin stood tall with a sharp gaze that radiated his aura of power. His calm face seemed unmoved by anything, while the scorching Holy aura around him made the air around him feel scorching hot. Wa Di, with her face bright red and breathing heavily, seemed to be on the verge of losing control of her emotions. His muscles tensed, ready to lunge forward. "We have to act now, Lin Mo! We can't let him continue to rule like this!" he shouted in a voice full of anger. Lin Mo, on the other hand, tried to maintain calm. He pulled Wa Di's arm to hold him, his eyes stared deeply at Wa Di. "Calm down, Wa Di. We have to use strategy, not raw strength. "We must think and act with a cool head," he said in a low but firm voice. Meanwhile, Patriarch Jin just smiled sarcastically, enjoying the show of emotions taking place before him. "Look, even the two of you who are claimed to be the best warriors are divided. How can you guys hope to defeat me?” he sneered as his hands casually
Patriarch Jin Zhu roared with laughter, but his laughter froze when he realized that the Red Chains had only managed to ensnare a few of his opponents. His eyes flashed and swept around with a sharp gaze. Disappointment welled up, his army known as the 'Red Eyes' had been devastated, destroyed by unknown hands. "Who dares to destroy my plans?" He shouted in a resounding voice, shaking the air. In the distance, figures approaching with steady steps attracted Jin Zhu's attention. Two of them were beautiful girls with strong auras—Gu Mei and Win Xia. Before leaving, Jin Zhu made sure his trap was ready to trap Lin Mo Wa Di, Qing Luang, and the others. Then with quick steps, he moved towards Gu Mei and Win Xia who were busy wiping out their troops. "From here, Xia!" Gu Mei shouted, her voice piercing the silence. The two of them moved swiftly and coordinatedly, carrying out deadly attacks on the 'Red Eyes'. Their solidarity and agility seemed to be a deadly dance in the middle of a t
“Third Move – Universe Destruction Technique!” Long Chu shouted, his voice resounding, committing his entire body and soul to this attack to determine Hao's fate. His body was almost torn apart by the powerful force he was about to launch, the weight was so terrifying. On the other hand, Hao, not wanting to lose, prepared his final powerful attack. The fire energy he mastered combined with the Poison Mist energy, creating a deadly combination. With intense focus, he closed in on Long Chu, his eyes burning, his controlled fists ready to launch a deadly attack. However, Long Chu, with an agile zigzag movement, dodged like lightning, creating a stunning defensive move. Hao's terrifying attack whizzed past without touching him. Long Chu's sharp awareness allowed him to grasp the trajectory of the attack with precision, so he managed to nimbly escape almost certain death. Hao was completely flabbergasted, feeling as if he had been hit by lightning. Even the deadly poison, which was u
Long Chu was floating in space, with three connected energy balls behind his back. The first ball of energy glowed with a bright blue light, ripples of lightning flashing within it, giving the impression of immense power. The second ball, transparent like crystal with wind swirling inside, added a mysterious aura. Meanwhile, the third ball is brown with small stones that appear to be floating in it, creating the effect of an unstoppable force of nature. On the other hand, Long Chu's enemy also had two energy balls that each glowed with a different color. One ball was blood red with fire blazing inside, while the other ball was green with a liquid that looked like poison snaking inside it. The two Swordsmen stared at each other, the energy from the balls interacted to create a wave of power that could be felt down to the bone marrow. Long Chu felt the thrill of power exerted by the energy ball, while his opponent also seemed ready for the power he possessed. Both sides know this
In the dark space of Long Chu's subconscious, he found himself trapped in a circle of flames that suddenly spread around him. "Fire? Why is there fire here?" he muttered in confusion. Suddenly, a voice echoed mysteriously from a distance, "Child! Do you hear my voice?""I heard you, but who are you?" Long Chu tried to find the source of the sound without success. "You are a descendant of Shen Long and the blood of Shen Ling flows within you," the voice spoke again in a dignified tone. "Why is that important?" Long Chu pressed, curiosity aroused. "I am your ancestor, the giver of your power. Take some of this power, and someday you will have to find the rest," said the invisible figure. Instantly, a sharp eye opened and stared at Long Chu with a soul-piercing gaze. Meanwhile, outside Long Chu's shelter, his guards lay helpless. "Tch, it's a waste of time taking care of you guys," said the Chairman with a cold gaze at Yun and Hu Gong who were lying on the ground. With confident
"You have the enchanting Body of the Goddess of War, a hidden power that can make you invincible on the battlefield," said the old man he met in a remote village. His face was serious, full of traces of wisdom carved by time. "However, this power comes at a heavy price. The more often you activate it, the more Life Energy will be drained from you."Win Xia, who was only thirteen years old at that time, regarded the old man's words as mere nonsense. However, now, in a tense moment, right between the line of life and death, her words echoed back in his mind like thunder in a rainstorm. "This is both a blessing and a curse. Remember, every time your strength grows, your age will shrink," continued the old man in a softer, but still cutting, tone. His voice sank into Win Xia's heart, leaving an indelible mark. Now, amidst the overwhelming despair, Win Xia feels the burden. The Body of the Goddess of War—a term that previously sounded so majestic, now felt like a shackle that tightly bou
Ling Hua, who was standing on the terrace of the Chu Kingdom palace, looked at the setting sun with a face full of worry. The cool afternoon breeze seemed to bring a bad feeling that she couldn't resist. Suddenly, the candle he was lighting to light the terrace was caught by his sleeve which was being blown by the wind. The flames immediately licked the curtains made of fine silk, setting off sparks that looked like a dance of death in the darkness that was beginning to envelop. With quick reflexes, Ling Hua grabbed a nearby flower vase and smashed it, using the splattered water to extinguish the flames that were starting to ravage. With calm steps, he took a cloth to press down the remaining red embers. "Did something happen to my son?" She muttered in a hoarse voice, full of worry for the safety of his son who was in the Imperial palace. As she stood, contemplating the worst that could happen, something black and fast shot towards him. Ling Hua, with incredible speed, caught the
Win Xia looked at the sky that was starting to darken, her heart filled with anxiety. Since that last exciting battle, Long Chu disappeared without a trace. With incredible speed, he shot through the sky, breaking through the clouds, looking for every corner that his lover might be hiding. The city he left behind became increasingly chaotic. The palace soldiers and sect elders joined forces to fight the Red Eye Army which continued to persist despite being attacked many times. Their eyes were fiery red, as if immortality had become their ally. In the midst of the chaos, there were screams and clashes of weapons that did not stop even though night had covered the sky. Meanwhile, Win Xia kept turning around, his sharp eyes tracing every inch of the dark night. His anxiety and sadness grew deeper. He could feel that something had happened to Long Chu, something he probably couldn't imagine. However, his determination to find Long Chu never faded, he continued to dash through the win
Long Chu tried to endure the pain that was constantly attacking his body, but the uncontrollable ball of energy inside him made it increasingly difficult for him to move. Only able to see the shadow of the enemy getting closer, like an eagle about to snatch its prey. Suddenly, from an unexpected direction, a sharp and swift attack shot towards the enemy who was only two meters away from Long Chu. The enemy, with quick reflexes, withdrew his hand and took a few steps back. The arrival of this attack gave Long Chu the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief, even if only for a moment. Long Chu turned his head to the right, looking for the source of the attack that had just saved him. There, stood a young man with a straight posture and sharp eyes, exuding a powerful aura. The young man raised his hand, ready for the next attack, as if declaring war on the enemy who had cornered Long Chu. At that moment, Long Chu realized that the young man was Yun Fei Yang. He smiled with emotion.
In the haze of smoke and debris that had just stopped roaring, Win Xia staggered in place, eyes wide looking for Gu Mei's figure who was nowhere to be seen. Only Long Chu's silhouette was able to catch him, as if he was standing as the only final challenger after the devastating explosion that struck. “Where is Sister Mei?” He seemed to be asking Long Chu, but Long Chu didn't hear him. Directly attacked Jin Zhu before. He is now limping along waiting, hoping that Long Chu will succeed in defeating Jin Zhu and explain where Gu Mei is, whether she is dead or still alive. Because he knew Long Chu had a hidden space. The few survivors of the battle were still stunned, struck by unfathomable horror, their mental shock overflowing, reflecting the ruins that Jin Zhu's ferocity had left behind. "Is everything over?" asked Qing Luang in a trembling voice, clenching his jaw. He was just a Warlord who could do no more than protect his nephew, Young Emperor Qing Huan, who was still too young
Gasping for breath, Jin Zhu sprinted through the dense trees, his eyes monitoring every movement around him.Sweat dripped down his face, but a deeper fear was evident in the worried look in his eyes.Every time he glanced back, his heart pounded, fearing a sudden attack from the glowing black blade.Long Chu, with a cold gaze, struck his sword through the air. Black light illuminated the surroundings, creating an eerie atmosphere. Without hesitation, he controlled the sword with the power of his mind, sending it flying through the air, chasing after Jin Zhu who kept trying to dodge.In the midst of panic, Jin Zhu stumbled, falling onto the ground filled with dry leaves. "Where did it go," he muttered hoarsely, trying to find the position of the sword.Suddenly, a black light appeared from behind, the sword hovered right above his head. With a reflex movement, Jin Zhu rolled himself to the side, the sword plunged into the ground, sending leaves flying."Damn that weapon! Why can it d