Chapter 7407
You are not worthy to be my opponent
Lu Wenhou turned around and strode towards Xiao Chen and Zhou Keying. With each step, the ground trembled slightly, and his aura rose steadily.
As he approached, the atmosphere at Qiyun Manor suddenly plummeted to freezing point. The air seemed to solidify, and an invisible killing intent surged and spread like an undercurrent, enveloping the entire banquet venue. Everyone present felt a heavy weight in their hearts, and even breathing became difficult.
Battle is imminent!
Lu Wenhou stopped three zhang away from Xiao Chen and Zhou Keying, his cold gaze fixed on Zhou Keying like a venomous snake, his voice like a chilling wind from the depths of hell: "You wretch! Do you still remember the lesson you learned?!"
"I warned you, Zhou Keying, you are my person, Lu Wenhou, in life and in death, you are a ghost of the Lu family! No one can touch you!"
He took a deep breath, turned to point at Xiao Chen, and roared fiercely, his voice making everyone's eardrums buzz:
"Now, I'm giving you one last chance... Let go of her hand and make her obediently complete our marriage contract! Afterwards, I will divorce you, this impure woman, in front of everyone in the Western Region! That way, perhaps I can save your two worthless parents' lives!"
"Otherwise!" Lu Wenhou's voice suddenly rose, filled with a world-destroying madness, "Today is the day when your entire Zhou family, along with this ignorant bastard, will be wiped out!"
Before he finished speaking, he swallowed the emerald green pill without hesitation!
The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a violent and pure heat surged through the body.
Lu Wenhou's body trembled violently, his bones cracking and popping. His aura surged and expanded at a visible speed, and his blood and qi surged like waves. He even showed signs of breaking through his current realm!
What he wanted was to crush Xiao Chen completely in front of his master with absolute dominance and wash away all the humiliation!
Facing the seemingly crazed Lu Wenhou, Xiao Chen didn't even lift an eyelid. He merely turned his head slightly to look at Zhou Keying beside him, his voice calm and undisturbed: "Are you willing to marry him?"
Zhou Keying met his deep eyes, her gaze unwavering. She parted her red lips slightly and uttered two words clearly and firmly:
"I won't marry."
"Alright." Xiao Chen nodded slightly, his gaze returning to Lu Wenhou. A cold smile curved his lips, his tone calm, yet carrying an undeniable resolve and killing intent.
"Then I will... kill him."
The moment the word "kill" was uttered, Xiao Chen's figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a faint afterimage!
"boom……!!"
A tremendous and unparalleled shockwave exploded outwards from where he had been standing, and a violent gale swept in all directions, as if a category 12 typhoon had been whipped up from flat ground!
The banquet tables and chairs were overturned, cups, plates and bowls were shattered all over the ground, countless guests' clothes were billowing and their hair was disheveled, and those with weaker cultivation were even more blown about by the shockwave, unable to stand steadily, and exclaiming in surprise!
As Lu Wenhou felt the surging power within his body, far exceeding his peak strength, his bones cracked and popped, and a look of almost manic enjoyment appeared on his face.
Seeing Xiao Chen's incredibly fast afterimage approaching, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he laughed wildly and threw out both fists, smashing them hard into the void!
"Die!!"
The fist whistled through the air, leaving two blinding pale white streaks in the air. A series of ear-piercing sonic booms rang out. Wherever the fist passed, the air was torn apart. Its power was terrifying!
"Bang!!!" Two fists and one palm collided violently without any fancy moves!
A deep, muffled sound, like an ancient tree crashing into something, rang out, causing the entire Qiyun Manor to shake slightly. Everyone present felt a sharp pain in their eardrums and dizziness!
The sinister smile on Lu Wenhou's face suddenly froze, replaced by disbelief, horror, and bewilderment!
He felt an overwhelming, unimaginable, terrifying force surge into his fists, as if a towering mountain was pressing down on him, causing his blood to churn and his internal organs to spasm!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
To everyone's astonishment, Lu Wenhou, who had swallowed the Exploding Yuan Pill and was riding high, was actually forced to retreat three steps by this seemingly casual palm strike!
With each step, the hard bluestone floor tiles beneath his feet shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out!
He...actually lost in a head-on confrontation?!
Lu Wenhou's confidence crumbled instantly, turning into boundless fear! He knew Xiao Chen was strong, but he never imagined that even with his master's elixir boosting his strength by three points, he would still be so badly beaten by Xiao Chen's palm strike!
"You are not worthy to be my opponent."
Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree. His voice was calm and even, yet it carried a disdain that seemed to look down on ants, clearly resounding throughout every corner of the venue.
The entire audience was astonished!
Dead!
After a deathly silence, whispers suddenly erupted!
"My God! Even after taking the elixir, Marquis Lü Wenhou still couldn't withstand a single palm strike from Xiao Chen?!"
"The difference is too great! Marquis Lü Wen is a leading figure among the younger generation in the west!"
"Hush! Don't forget, Xiao Chen is a ruthless man who killed Ao Tianchen! Ao Tianchen has been in charge of the Northwest for decades. Compared to him, Lu Wenhou is far inferior!"
While shocked, many felt that this was somewhat reasonable. After all, the man before them was none other than Xiao Chen, the "devil" who single-handedly disrupted the western martial arts world, destroyed the Tang and Baili families, and even dared to confront the New Martial Arts Association head-on!
Hearing the surrounding whispers, Lu Wenhou felt utterly humiliated and filled with shame and indignation! Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his master looking at him indifferently from the direction of the main seat, as if he were looking at a piece of trash!
He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his surging blood and qi, and let out a beast-like growl. He stomped his foot on the ground and pounced on Xiao Chen again with red eyes!
"Lord Wen, take this sword!"
Just then, Lü Zhuo, who was in the main seat, suddenly stood up, a fierce glint in his eyes, and swung his arm sharply!
"call out!"
A long sword, entirely black with a cold glint in its blade, sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, landing precisely in the hands of Lu Wenhou!
This sword is a hundred-times-forged cold iron sword passed down from the Lü family. It can cut through iron like mud and can be called a divine weapon!
Lu Wenhou's spirits lifted, and with his longsword in hand, his aura surged even higher! With a flick of his wrist, the sword shot out like a dragon, a streak of sword light tearing through the air with a sharp whistle, aiming straight for Xiao Chen's heart!
This sword strike embodies all his lifelong learning and carries the violent medicinal power of the remaining pills, determined to kill the enemy in one blow and wash away all humiliation!
As Xiao Chen watched the deadly sword light hurtling towards him, a faint, mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.
Just as the sword tip was about to touch him, he moved.
There was no dodging, no blocking.
He simply raised his right hand and extended one index finger.
A faint golden light quietly appeared on his fingertips, with a subtle dragon-shaped phantom swirling around it, exuding an ancient and domineering aura. (End of Chapter)