BOOM!
The golden Palm Shadow slammed directly into Shangguan Pojun, crushing him into the ground. Instantly, the area was engulfed in dust and smoke.
Long Chen gently waved his hand, and the swirling dust slowly dispersed. A deep palm print was now etched into the hard ground.
Shangguan Pojun lay there in tattered clothes, covered in blood. He was still violently coughing up blood, his body twitching slightly.
Dead silence filled the air.
Aside from Chu Lingjun and his companions, who remained calm, everyone else stared with wide eyes, their faces etched with astonishment.
Did Long Chen really defeat Shangguan Pojun so easily? That’s the second-ranked martial artist on the Martial Roll! And it was so effortless?!
"Brother Po Jun!"
When Su Miaoyu saw the severely injured Shangguan Pojun, the color drained from her face and her entire body trembled in chilling fear.
She had never imagined that Shangguan Pojun would be defeated by Long Chen. And it was a complete, utter defeat!
Suddenly, a cold dread washed over her, freezing her in place.
Long Chen slowly approached Su Miaoyu.
Su Miaoyu’s heart skipped a beat. She turned to flee.
After all, with even Shangguan Pojun defeated, how could she possibly fight Long Chen with her current strength?
"Thinking of escaping?" Long Chen chuckled. With a flash, he shot toward Su Miaoyu. His speed was incredible; in the blink of an eye, he appeared before her and slammed his palm into her chest.
Completely unable to resist, the blow sent Su Miaoyu flying. She spat out a mouthful of blood before crashing heavily to the ground.
Long Chen landed steadily, looking down imperiously at her.
"No, don’t kill me!" Overcome with fear, Su Miaoyu quickly pleaded, "As long as you don’t kill me, I’ll do anything you want!"
"Afraid now?" Long Chen chuckled, his gaze cold and indifferent.
"I understand!" she cried, nodding frantically. "I understand now! Please, for old times’ sake, spare me!"
As she spoke, she knelt before Long Chen in front of everyone and began crawling toward him. "If you’re willing to let me go, then from now on, I’ll be your dog! I’ll do whatever you ask! Even my body will be yours."
As she said this, an intense killing intent flashed in the depths of her eyes.
A pre-prepared bullet appeared in her palm.
She snatched it up and hurled it at Long Chen, screaming, "Die!"
Long Chen was already on guard and simply waved his hand.
A wave of force deflected the bullet.
BOOM!
The bullet exploded.
"AAAH—" Su Miaoyu let out a wretched scream.
"My eyes! My face!"
...
Su Miaoyu was covered in blood, her eyes grievously wounded and blood-drenched. Burns seared her body, and the scorching pain sent her rolling agonizingly on the ground—a terrifying sight to behold.
Everyone present was stunned, their eyes wide with shock.
"You reaped what you sowed," Long Chen said coldly. "Tell me, where is my father? What did you do to him?"
When Su Miaoyu didn’t answer, Long Chen slashed with his sword.
SHLICK!
Su Miaoyu’s right arm was lopped off, splattering blood everywhere.
The searing pain tore another agonizing scream from her. Fearing Long Chen would harm her further, she stammered, "I... I don’t know..."
"All I know is that your father was taken away by someone from the God-Devil Domain! He has nothing to do with us!"
Long Chen’s eyes narrowed. "Who was it?"
"I don’t know." Su Miaoyu shook her head frantically. "We don’t know who he is."
"Long Chen, I’ve already told you everything I know! Please, spare my life!"