Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5064 Only This Level

“If you want to fight, then let’s fight! We’ll see who’s the chicken here! Brat, I’ll give you tto say goodbye to your father and mother! Write a will, arrange a casket, and pick a good grave!” taunted Long Chen, pointing at that disciple arrogantly.

The Golden Crow disciple was livid, trembling with rage. As a Heavenly Chosen, he had never been so blatantly disrespected. Shaking with fury, he roared back, “I’ll kill you in three moves!”

“Then come! Don’t just brag! Let’s go right to the martial stage! Wait… do you really not want to say goodbye to your family first?” provoked Long Chen.

“Fuck off!” shouted the Golden Crow disciple.

BOOM!

The void shook, and a screen of light appeared out of thin air. Holding a formation disc, the elder from Pill Valley directly summoned a barrier around them, and an ancient martial stage emerged within the barrier.

Seeing this martial stage, Long Chen jumped in shock. This martial stage had a white luster like jade, emitting an ancient aura and the scent of blood. He didn’t know what material it was made of, but it was clearly extraordinary. This was an extremely ancient martial stage. Who knew how many experts had died on it? There was probably ssecret behind it.

Shocked by the martial stage’s aura, the spectators instantly fell silent.

Satisfied with their reaction, the elder smiled slightly and explained, “This is the Glacial Heaven Domain’s life-and-death martial stage. It was made from a sea whale’s bones back in ancient eras. It is so tough that it can endure the full-power attacks of three-vein Heaven Saints. Thus, you two can go all out and fight freely. Don’t worry about your surroundings.”

Long Chen sneered inwardly. Was this elder afraid they wouldn’t be able to launch any killing blows? This old fellow had ulterior motives, clearly wanting Long Chen to die here.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Since the Golden Crow race had been waiting here, they were clearly backed by the Brahma Pill Valley. However, no one knew whether they intended to test the white dragon race’s bottom line or simply flaunt their power.

Long Chen was executing a plan to use the Fusang tree-heart as bait, which had instantly lured them in.

However, Long Chen hadn’t expected the Golden Crow race disciple he picked out to agree to his challenge so readily. After all, this fellow was noticeably weaker than the Heavenly Chosen he had slain last time.

Unbeknownst to Long Chen, while he had managed to kill the last Heavenly Chosen in front of them, it had happened so suddenly that they hadn’t seen it clearly. Coincidentally, that particular Heavenly Chosen had gone into seclusion a few days ago, exhausting his core energy to nourish his Fusang tree-heart. 

In truth, by the the emerged from seclusion, he had recovered, but his fellow disciples didn’t know that. They assumed he had exhausted himself too much after nourishing his Fusang tree-heart and was caught off guard, leading to his death at Long Chen’s hands.

Hence, when their group returned to the Golden Crow race and the vice race leader asked them about it, they reported that Long Chen’s power was only average, and it was a complete coincidence that he had managed to kill that disciple. If the white dragon race’s people hadn’t come, they would have subdued him in a few moves.

This first impression made them think Long Chen wasn’t particularly strong. Furthermore, Long Chen’s slap toward the Golden Crow race elder was a casual blow, intended more for humiliation than injury. Though the slap was resounding, the vice race leader was not hurt, which reinforced the perception that Long Chen’s power was mediocre.

As a result, when Long Chen challenged a disciple, that disciple immediately agreed. None of them objected or even thought to warn him.

“Fine! Activate the martial stage! I’ll let you have a quick death!” shouted the disciple of the Golden Crow race, entering the barrier just like that.

“Alright, let’s see which of us is afraid!” Long Chen also charged into the barrier without hesitation. Bai Yingxue and Bai Yingxuan watched him with puzzled expressions, not quite grasping the point of all his theatrics.

However, Long Chen’s act of playing the underdog was truly amusing to them. Bai Yingxue almost burst into laughter several times but managed to hold it in.

“Die!”

The moment Long Chen appeared on the martial stage, that disciple roared and shot at him like a bolt of lightning. He was rather sinister, not giving Long Chen any chance to prepare. It was practically a sneak attack.

“Watch out!” The Golden Crow race’s experts cried out in shock. They saw clearly that when Long Chen entered the barrier, he was one person. But now, there were two of him.

The first figure—Long Chen’s clone—approached the stage. They had no idea how he had tricked the that Heavenly Chosen, but the latter was oblivious to it.

BOOM!

Hearing the startled cries, the Heavenly Chosen actually thought that they were coming from the white dragon race’s side. Hence, he grinned and lunged over, his claw piercing through what he thought was Long Chen.

But then, terror flooded his eyes as he realized it was an illusion.

BANG!

In that instant, a flstaff struck the back of his head with brutal force, shattering his skull.

Quivering a bit, this disciple turned into a giant Golden Crow and fell on the martial stage with a heavy thud. This once-glorious Heavenly Chosen was now a lifeless corpse.

Long Chen twirled the “Golden Crow Coiling Dragon Staff” flamboyantly before placing it down casually. In his mind, he heard Huo Linger’s delighted cry.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

The moment Long Chen struck that disciple, he absorbed the energy into the staff, transmitting it to Huo Linger in the primal chaos space. Thanks to her guidance, Long Chen had grasped how to control this kind of energy.

Huo Linger quickly refined it, producing a palm-sized Golden Crow rune. As it landed on the slightly wilted Fusang Tree, the tree trembled, instantly rejuvenating. The rune then started to pulsate, morphing into a Three-Foot Golden Crow the size of a butterfly.

Just as Long Chen finished dispatching the disciple, both he and the corpse vanished from the martial stage. The Golden Crow race’s experts seethed with rage; the disciple’s death was a complete injustice—he had been outsmarted and hadn’t even had a chance to summon his Heavenly Fate Disk.

“The Golden Crow race is only at this level,” sneered Long Chen as he emerged from the martial stage.

Hearing this, the experts of the Golden Crow race almost exploded. One of their disciples furiously cursed, “You’re completely evil! You used schemes instead of actual power!”

“Hey, you aren’t convinced of your inferiority? Do you want to go again?” sneered Long Chen.

“Alright!”

Seeing this Heavenly Chosen directly charge into the barrier, Long Chen also flew back in. Unlike the last fight, this disciple didn’t immediately attack and patiently waited for Long Chen to enter.

Clearly, he was more cautious than the first disciple. He immediately summoned his Heavenly Fate Disk, his gaze locked onto Long Chen.

Long Chen assumed his fighting stance but then suddenly tilted his head, staring behind the disciple oddly.

“What are you coming in here for?” asked Long Chen.

The disciple was startled and hastily glanced back, only to hear gasps from the spectators outside the martial stage. When he turned back, Long Chen was right in front of him, grinning sinisterly, and brought his staff crashing down.