After Long Chen finished speaking, he gently patted his chest with his large hand, glanced at the robe he was wearing, and a rare tenderness appeared on his face:
"I didn't fight you head-on last time because I was afraid of damaging my clothes. These clothes mean so much to me."
"Hahaha, that's the most boring excuse I've ever heard, and also the funniest joke." Chu Kuang sneered and said.
"It's okay, if you want to laugh, go ahead. Back in the Supreme Alliance, a lot of people asked me why I kept wearing these tattered clothes."
Long Chen smiled slightly. The powerful figures present all looked at him and noticed that his robe was indeed tattered and heavily patched.
The stitching on those patches was extremely rough, clearly done by someone who couldn't do needlework. It was very likely Long Chen sewing it himself.
Mu Qingyun and the others had asked Long Chen many times, but he only smiled slightly and didn't answer. Today, when Long Chen brought up this matter, whether it was Mu Qingyun and the others, or the people outside, even the head of the Discipline Institute became curious.
You have to know, Long Chen was once destitute and finally passed the exam to become a mentor, but because of this black robe, he chose to refuse the highly rewarded position, which was baffling.
Everyone looked at Long Chen. Long Chen brushed his black robe with his large hand and said, "Because this robe was made by my beloved's own hands on the eve of the next great battle."
Every stitch and stitch carries boundless deep affection; within a small space, endless hope is poured in, deep affection and deep affection, yet one cannot repay the debt.
Wearing it, I don't feel lonely, isolated, or afraid.
So, until I find my beloved, I will always wear this garment, with every corner and thread, never daring to damage it..."
Long Chen's voice was low and echoed in the air, his words filled with sorrow and deep longing, making one feel sorrow and heartbreak.
"I never expected this guy to be a passionate seed." Luo Ning was stunned. She hadn't expected Long Chen to have such a devoted side, so persistent over a piece of clothing.
Some of the female disciples outside were even more moved by Long Chen's words, moved by his devotion. With his pride, he absolutely disdained fabricating stories to deceive people; they were willing to believe every word he said.
Long Chen's voice continued to echo: "... Last time, because my mortal energy hadn't fully receded and my immortal spirit energy hadn't arisen, I couldn't form a protective Gang Qi. Fighting you might damage my clothes.
In my eyes, your life is nothing, not worth my risk. Do you understand now? "
Nonsense. Even when making up stories, there should be limits. My life isn't worth a piece of clothing?" Do you think I'm an idiot? Chu Kuang sneered, his voice clearly filled with anger. Long Chen's words were too humiliating.
Long Chen looked at Chu Kuang and said calmly, "Do you think you're not an idiot?" If you weren't a fool, you wouldn't be my enemy.
If you weren't stupid, you wouldn't waste time chatting with me here. Do you think you're stalling for time, having the people inside light two lamps at once, and that way, you can successfully obtain the Divine Flag and win?
If you're not a fool, you can see that Mu Qingyun's aura is slowly recovering. Now it's seventy percent full. Is her recovery enough to affect the entire battle? As
soon as Long Chen finished speaking, Chu Kuang was shocked and realized that Mu Qingyun, at some point, had been hiding behind the crowd, sitting cross-legged on the ground, rapidly recovering his aura.
And the half-dead Li Cai beside Mu Qingyun happened to block their view, drawing their attention. No one noticed that Mu Qingyun had already begun to recover.
Outside, countless disciples were fixed on the battlefield, but not a single one noticed Mu Qingyun's subtle movement. They all thought he was seriously injured and unable to continue fighting. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Long Chen.
After Long Chen's reminder, they finally noticed that while Chu Kuang was making his moves, Long Chen was also making arrangements.
"Kill them!"
Chu Kuang's expression finally changed slightly. He shouted loudly. With his shout, the disciples immediately charged toward Mu Qingyun and the others. As long as they didn't face Long Chen or others, they showed little fear.
"Qingyun, take your men and kill them all, charge straight for the altar. Leave Chu Kuang to me, and the banner will be yours." Long Chen said to Mu Qingyun.
"Third Brother, rest assured."
With Long Chen's pill help, Mu Qingyun had recovered seventy percent of her combat power and was instantly filled with confidence. As a sword cultivator, her weak body was her fatal weakness, but she also had one advantage: she recovered very quickly.
Mu Qingyun wielded his longsword and charged at the Supreme Alliance disciples. With a single strike, the weapons of more than a dozen people were instantly severed. Mu Qingyun's sword aura was even sharper than before.
"Puff puff puff... Mu
Qingyun led Zhong Ling, Zhong Xiu, and other powerful warriors to attack the Supreme Alliance disciples. Mu Qingyun bore the brunt first, sweeping all who blocked his way, with no one able to engage him.
After Gu Fei, Xiang Kejie, Tang Yaochen, Li Chengbei, Yang Fang, and others were killed by Long Chen, the other powerhouses simply could not match them. Although Mu Qingyun only had seventy percent of her combat power, no one on the Supreme Alliance side could stop her advance.
Chu Kuang's expression changed. He had schemed and failed to anticipate Mu Qingyun's rapid recovery, which put the Supreme Alliance in danger.
Chu Kuang suddenly moved his foot. He wanted to strike first and kill Mu Qingyun. Even if he couldn't, as long as he seriously injured him, that would be enough.
But just as he moved, a large hand suddenly slapped his face in an extremely strange direction.
Long Chen seemed to have known Chu Kuang's intentions all along. By the time Chu Kuang's eyes flickered, Long Chen had already moved, appearing ahead of time in Chu Kuang's path. He swung his arm in a round circle and slapped hard.
"It was a prediction!"
The older generation of experts outside the arena were shocked. Long Chen had actually seen through Chu Kuang's moves, calculated his route, and struck ahead of time, landing a single strike.
You have to know that prediction is usually only possible by super strong players, especially when facing the weak. Prediction requires keen observation, rich experience, precise calculation, and countless other factors to make accurate predictions.
And Long Chen was so young, yet he had predicted it. Before Chu Kuang could understand what was happening, he was slapped away.
"Snap!"
Amid the loud slap, a colorful light shadow enveloped Chu Kuang, shooting like a meteor straight toward a mountain peak dozens of miles away.
"Boom!"
Chu Kuang shot through the mountain within several miles like a cannonball, shattering the mountain and sending scattered rocks flying—a spectacular spectacle.
"Wow, what kind of power is this?"
The spectators outside were shocked, sending him flying dozens of miles with a single slap? Is this something a disciple at the Metamorphosis Realm could do?
"If Chu Kuang didn't have the Five Elements Gathering Spirit Armor, he might have been killed by Long Chen with a single slap. Such power is truly astonishing." Master Yunyang looked at Long Chen and couldn't help but murmur to himself.
Chu Kuang's entire body was enveloped in five-colored light. The Five Elements Spirit Gathering Armor had activated its defensive capabilities on its own. Apart from a swollen five-finger mark on his face, he wasn't seriously injured. However, Long Chen's slap left him dizzy and unable to tell east from west for a long time.
"Buzz"
Just as Chu Kuang was about to pinpoint his position and head back to the altar, a flaming spear tore through the air and stabbed fiercely into Chu Kuang's chest.