"Boom!"
Minglong Tianzhao roared angrily, charging at Long Chen. Lei Ling'er blocked but was sent flying by a single spear strike.
Lei Ling'er was shocked. The power of Minglong Amaterasu had increased dramatically in an instant, and this increase didn't seem to be a quantitative change, but a qualitative one.
Lei Ling'er was shocked to discover that her power could not effectively harm the Nether Dragon Amaterasu.
"Is this the will of the Nether Emperor possessed?" So what? I'm fighting the Nether Emperor. As Long Chen spoke, he flipped the table, and the food and wine on it flew straight toward Minglong Tianzhao.
However, before the table could approach the Nether Dragon Tianzhao, it was shattered into dust by the gale it brought with it.
"Sorry," Long Chen said,
the blood-red long blade appeared again. Facing the Nether Dragon Tianzhao, he had no choice but to use it once more.
"Boom!"
Long Chen slashed out with his blade, just as Long Chen had predicted. The blood-red long blade could not withstand the power of his stars and shattered with a thunderous crash under the impact of the dragon spear.
However, it had completed its final mission: it successfully deflected Minglong Tianzhao's spear, charging straight at Long Chen, its ferocious face almost pressed against Long Chen.
"Smack!"
Long Chen almost instinctively slapped him hard. With a loud bang, Minglong Tianzhao was slapped and flipped over, while Long Chen's large hand was shattered and bloodied.
"The power of the Nether Emperor?"
Although Long Chen's palm ached sharply, at that moment, he sensed the essence of the Nether Emperor's power.
It was an unparalleled power, transcending all laws, only to be looked up to, impossible to resist—a force that made one despair.
At this moment, the Nether Dragon Amaterasu was possessed by the power of the Nether Emperor, with no weaknesses on his body—utterly flawless.
"I just refuse to believe in this nonsense!" The pain from the Underworld Emperor's power caused his palm to sting intensely, which only fueled Long Chen's anger. He took a step forward, closing in on Minglong Tianzhao.
Nether Dragon Amaterasu roared in anger, countering with his spear, but the two were too close, the dragon spear too long, making it extremely clumsy.
"Smack!"
Long Chen raised his left hand and slapped hard again, causing Nether Dragon Amaterasu to stagger once more.
How immense is Long Chen's power? Not to mention flesh and blood—even towering mountains and great mountains could be shattered with a single palm.
But when it struck Minglong Tianzhao's face, it seemed a force blocking Long Chen's palm. Blood marks appeared on Minglong Tianzhao's face, while Long Chen's large hand was shaken so hard his skin cracked open and blood gushed out.
"Roar!"
Minglong Amaterasu roared angrily, wanting to fight back.
"Smack!"
Long Chen slapped him hard across the face again, cutting off his counterattack. Long Chen gritted his teeth and cursed, "
Is the Nether Emperor so impressive?"
"Smack!"
"Still got slain by someone."
"Smack!"
"Why put on a puppet and pretend to be a big wolf?"
"I'm going to beat you to death...
"Smack, smack..."
Long Chen swung his large hand left and right, as if possessed by a ghost. No matter how Minglong Amaterasu tried to dodge and block, he could never escape the fate of being struck, roaring in anger again and again.
At that moment, the huge commotion drew countless powerful figures nearby to watch. As soon as they arrived, they saw Long Chen frantically slapping Minglong Tianzhao.
Meanwhile, Minglong Amaterasu wielded his dragon spear, shaking it from side to side, each slap landing squarely on his face. To outsiders, it looked like a son who had made a mistake, being scolded by his father and not daring to fight back.
"Oh my god, what did I see?"
"Has this world gone mad?"
Nether Dragon Tianzhao stirred up endless turmoil in the Dragon Domain, once boasting about unifying the Dragon Domain and claiming to be the strongest expert of this generation.
Within days, he defeated the top prodigies of various races in succession. Not only was he undefeated, but no one had survived ten moves against him.
The Nether Dragon Amaterasu appeared extremely strangely, appearing in people's sight for only a very short time, but its power had already shocked the entire Dragon Domain.
Originally, the top ten experts in the Dragon Domain had remained unchallenged for years, but the appearance of the Nether Dragon Tianzhao made people feel that this ranking might be about to change.
Minglong Amaterasu had only been around for a short time, and when he showed up, the top ten experts were all in seclusion, so he had no chance to challenge them.
But Minglong Tianzhao had defeated a powerhouse ranked thirteenth in the Dragon Domain. That powerhouse, despite giving his all, only managed to last nine moves. Moreover, Minglong Tianzhao looked utterly relaxed. People were certain that Minglong Tianzhao definitely had the strength to break into the top ten, maybe even top five.
So, although Minglong Amaterasu hasn't been in the public eye for long, his name has already been remembered by countless people.
The Myriad Dragon Nest was shattered, and countless surrounding nests felt violent tremors. Countless powerful figures rushed over to see what was happening.
Then they saw the Dark Dragon Amaterasu, who was considered one of the top ten strongest in the Dragon Domain, slapped like a father beating his own son. They were so shocked their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.
Long Chen's movement techniques were strange and he excelled at close combat, while the power of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu was evident in his weapons. In close combat, weapons became a burden to him.
Long Chen seemed to cling to him; no matter what he did, Long Chen's slaps always landed squarely on his face.
Although protected by the power of the Nether God, he wouldn't suffer fatal injuries, but every slap left stars flying before his eyes, leaving him unaware of where in the mortal world he was.
Long Chen's slap and physical harm were secondary, but the psychological humiliation was the most painful.
Minglong Tianzhao was stunned by the slap. Not wanting to get hit in the face, he suddenly covered his head with both arms. But Long Chen didn't slap him again. Instead, he grabbed Minglong Tianzhao's hair and pressed it down, while his firm knee slammed hard against Minglong Tianzhao's nose.
"Bang bang bang...
The sound changed to bang boom, the sound shifting from crisp to muffled. But the latter sound made one's nose tingle and spine chill, as if with every violent impact, everyone could feel the pain of the Nether Dragon Amaterasu.
At this moment, everyone present was stunned. What's going on with Minglong Tianzhao? Has he gotten so into trouble that he's been crippled? Why didn't you fight back?
In their eyes, Long Chen's moves had no technique at all, and they could easily resist it. They didn't understand why Minglong Amaterasu was being beaten but didn't fight back.
What they didn't know was that Minglong Tianzhao wasn't unwilling to fight back, but rather unable to. At this moment, he seemed trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up, powerless against Long Chen's close combat.
He was furious inside, but there was nothing he could do. The only thing he could be grateful for was that Long Chen's attacks couldn't inflict strong damage on him; he could hold out for a long time.
His only thought now was hoping for a wise subordinate to help him out of trouble. As long as someone attacked Long Chen, he could seize the opportunity to create distance and kill him with all his might.
But after being beaten for so long, his men remained as motionless as ducks hearing thunder.
His anger surged. Did these guys really have to make him speak up? Wouldn't that mean admitting defeat?
"Rumble rumble ..."
At that moment, the powerful warriors of the Dark Dragon clan finally snapped out of their shock. The invincible war god they had imagined was not deliberately showing weakness, but was powerless to fight back. All the powerful members of the Dark Dragon clan charged forward simultaneously.
"Thundercloud Storm"
At the very moment the Dark Dragon clan powerhouse charged forward, Lei Ling'er had already prepared her ultimate move and unleashed it down.