Ye Lingxiao was killed, shocking the entire arena, and Zhao Qingtian on the arena was trembling with fear. Only now did he realize that Long Chen had been playing dumb to outsmart others.
As for him and Ye Lingxiao, they originally thought they were here to kill a pig. Both had their own trump cards and thought they could easily kill Long Chen.
But for safety's sake, the Ye and Zhao families decided to let the two of them enter together, so they could look out for each other. What should have been a foolproof strategy now ended up in such a situation.
Ye Lingxiao had played his strongest trump card, risking his life, gathering all his power, yet still being slain by Long Chen with a single stroke.
It must be said, Ye Lingxiao was also unlucky. At this moment, Long Chen's dragon blood power carried a trace of divine imperial might. This imperial might suppressed Ye Lingfeng's strength. Although not much, it was precisely this slight suppression that caused both man and sword to be wiped out in a single blow.
If Ye Lingxiao hadn't died, Zhao Qingtian would have joined forces with him and could have fought Long Chen. But now, with Ye Lingxiao dead, Zhao Qingtian was suddenly terrified.
From ancient times to now, Zhao Qingtian had always been the master of his life and death. This was the first time in his life he had faced death so closely. At that moment, he was terrified, standing there and trembling uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Gui Jiu, Long Ziwei, and the others on the viewing platform wore expressions of disdain. Just as Long Chen had told them earlier, don't worship these so-called strong fighters, because when facing death, they don't have as much courage as you.
Nor envy their backgrounds—noble backgrounds without a sense of crisis. When crisis comes, they won't feel anything; by the time they do, death has already come upon them.
And don't envy their ability to bully people everywhere, because evil people will be beaten by evil people, and sooner or later, even worse people will come to deal with them.
Now, everything Long Chen told them came true. Someone as powerful as Zhao Qingtian, a peerless prodigy, faced death more than anyone else, because he had never faced it before.
"Looks like you still need my help!" Long Chen looked at Zhao Qingtian's timid expression and shook his head, saying,
"I've seen too many people like you. When you control others' lives, you act high and mighty, arrogant and domineering, never caring about others' lives."
When your fate is controlled by others, you fear it more than anyone; your so-called courage will become completely invisible. "
Step step step... Long
Chen carried the Dragonbone Evil Moon on his shoulder and walked step by step toward Zhao Qingtian.
"I'll fight you to the end!"
Zhao Qingtian gritted his teeth, and a blood-red rune formed inside the Destiny Wheel behind him. That rune was actually the character "Earth."
When the blood-red rune appeared, Zhao Qingtian's bloodline power vanished without a trace—he had actually sacrificed his bloodline.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the yellow earth world before his eyes vanished, and the runes behind Zhao Qingtian had absorbed it. The arena once again appeared in its original form.
"Die—Houtu Batian!"
Zhao Qingtian roared in anger, slashing out with his battle blade. The Destiny Wheel behind him was pulled by the force of the blade and attached directly to the blade.
This was Zhao Qingtian's desperate strike, clearly a do-or-die stance. The momentum of this strike was overwhelming, rivaling Ye Lingfeng's previous strike of unity with sword.
However, facing Zhao Qingtian's desperate strike, Long Chen did not use the Heaven-Opening technique; he simply slashed horizontally with his blade, simply countering the attack.
With a loud explosion, a shockwave erupted, but it did not bring about the terrifying phenomenon people had imagined. This seemingly world-shattering strike was somewhat bluffing, with little destructive power, only shattering seven celestial barriers.
Everyone was stunned. What was going on? On the arena, Long Chen's Dragon Bone Evil Moon was holding Zhao Qingtian's long blade. At this moment, Zhao Qingtian was gritting his teeth, his face twisted with rage.
Long Chen looked at Zhao Qingtian and said, "Your heart is full of fear. Your anger, your ferocity—it's just to cover up your fear."
You don't want to die, and you don't have the courage to take me down with you. You know, if you hit with all your strength, you're either dead or ruined.
So at the most critical moment, you conserve your strength, you shrink back, you contradict yourself in the face of death, shed your flashy exterior, and you become a coward, a coward. "
The flesh on Zhao Qingtian's face trembled. He wanted to keep his anger, keep his ferocious expression, but he couldn't—he was too terrified.
"Boom!"
Long Chen pressed down with his long blade. Zhao Qingtian let out a muffled groan as Long Chen pressed him down to his knees, his whole body trembling, feeling as if his bones were about to be crushed.
"Please... Don't kill me... Zhao Qingtian's eyes were filled with fear. Under Long Chen's pressure, he spoke with difficulty.
Zhao Qingtian knelt and begged for mercy. At that moment, the powerful spectators all shook their heads and sighed. What peerless prodigy? In the face of death, equally fragile, Zhao Qingtian's admirers felt unbearably distressed.
Long Chen shook his head, his voice icy: "Obviously not. Because of the swapping positions, if I were the one begging on my knees, would you let me go?"
No, you will humiliate me and torture me to my heart's content until I die in agony, and then you will show off your power with my corpse..."
"Pfft"
Suddenly, Zhao Qingtian spat out a mouthful of blood. Long Chen's long blade pressed down, like a mountain hanging down. He finally couldn't bear it, His entire body felt like it was about to explode.
At this moment, he couldn't even beg for mercy, because as soon as he spoke, his aura leaked out, and the power of the Dragonbone Evil Moon would instantly crush him.
Outside the arena, the Zhao family experts were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but they had no solution. When the arena was first set up, four keys were designed to prevent anyone from going back on their word.
Only when all four keys are used simultaneously can the arena be released, and releasing the arena takes some time. Clearly, it was too late to open the arena to rescue Zhao Qingtian.
And even if they could open the arena instantly, it wouldn't help. Zhao Qingtian was in Long Chen's hands, and he could kill him at any moment. They simply didn't have time to rescue him.
"Is Long Chen going to use Zhao Qingtian to threaten the Zhao family into opening the barrier?" Jiang Wuwang looked at Feng Fei.
At this moment, he was deeply impressed by Feng Fei. Perhaps only she truly understood Long Chen's strength, and Long Chen proved with his own abilities how sharp Feng Fei's judgment was.
Feng Fei shook her head and said, "Judging by the situation, it doesn't look like it. Long Chen wants to kill Zhao Qingtian." The
Zhao family experts were extremely anxious; some even threatened Long Chen with threats and pleading, but Long Chen completely ignored them.
In his anxiety, the Zhao family head suddenly looked toward the edge of the arena. With a wave of his hand, all the Zhao family experts vanished at once.
"Rumble...
At that moment, all the Zhao family's strong warriors formed a massive encirclement, completely surrounding Qin Feng and the mercenaries.
The Long family patriarch shouted angrily, "Long Chen, release Zhao Qingtian, or they will all die." "