Free Web NovelChapter 1103: Chapter 1102: Leng Qianshang
"You lost."
Ling Chen sheathed his sword and walked towards Zhou Qingqing, speaking lightly.
"Impossible, how could I lose to someone as lowly as you? It’s impossible."
Zhou Qingqing still refused to accept her defeat, gritting her teeth as she glared at Ling Chen, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.
"Three moves can’t possibly test true skill; let’s fight ten more moves to decide the winner."
However, Ling Chen had no intention of paying attention to Zhou Qingqing and simply said lightly, "Lost means lost; there are no excuses. I remember we had an agreement earlier: if I lost, I would immediately step down from the position of group leader, but since I won, you have to let me handle it as I please."
Upon hearing these words, Zhou Qingqing’s face changed, and a hint of panic surged in her eyes. She recalled the look Ling Chen had given her earlier. Did this guy have some improper intentions towards her?
"What are you planning?"
Zhou Qingqing instinctively tightened her collar.
"What do you think I’m planning,"
A playful smile appeared on Ling Chen’s face, "Perhaps you don’t know from your years on Lingyue Island, but outside, I’m a notorious womanizer, and the thing I like most in life is beauties. Zhou Qingqing, now that you’re in my hands, do you think I would easily let you go?"
"You dare!"
Zhou Qingqing’s face turned pale; she was truly frightened now, though on the surface, she still spoke with a facade of defiance, "I am the Third Elder’s direct disciple. If you dare to do anything to me, the Third Elder won’t allow it."
"What, didn’t you own up to it earlier, and now you want to backtrack? I think the Third Elder wouldn’t be so free as to interfere in the gambling duels between disciples." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Ling Chen sneered coldly.
Seeing that even mentioning the Third Elder couldn’t intimidate Ling Chen, Zhou Qingqing panicked and could only cast her gaze towards Gu Wuqing and Leng Qianshang nearby, seeking help from them.
There seemed to be a moment’s hesitation, and among the two, Leng Qianshang stepped forward and stood up.
"Junior Brother Ling Chen, when one can afford it, one should be lenient. We’re all peers, so why be so relentless?"
At this pivotal moment, Leng Qianshang had no choice but to stand out. Ling Chen’s strength was already beyond what Zhou Qingqing could deal with. Now, everyone in the group hoped someone could stand out and save Zhou Qingqing from Ling Chen’s hand, and if they didn’t act now, it would certainly be a disappointment.
Seeing Leng Qianshang stand up, Zhou Qingqing couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Leng Qianshang, who made it to the ranks of the Eighteen Heavenly Talents in the last nine-category tournament, would have Ling Chen helpless with him standing up for her.
"Oh?"
Ling Chen raised an eyebrow, "If it was me who lost, would Your Excellency still say such words?"
"Of course."
Leng Qianshang appeared impartial and selfless, "It’s just a spar between disciples, there’s no need for it to escalate to this extent."
"What if I refuse?"
Ling Chen stared straight at Leng Qianshang, a gleam suddenly flashing in his eyes.
"Then it means you’re not giving me, Leng Qianshang, any face."
Leng Qianshang also showed a hint of coldness on his face. Given his status among Lingyue Island disciples, no disciple has ever dared to disrespect him, "I’m afraid I’ll have to experience Junior Brother Ling Chen’s skills myself."
Gu Wuqing’s eyes showed a hint of amusement, "To actually force Leng Qianshang to step in, now Ling Chen is in trouble!"
"On Lingyue Island, below the Saint Realm, there are only two or three people who can spar with Elder Brother and Sister Leng Qianshang. Ling Chen is far from it." Among the group of disciples, Mo Yang crossed his arms, ready to watch the show.
"This guy actually doesn’t take Elder Brother Leng seriously."
Zhou Qingqing felt increasingly at ease now, although Ling Chen’s strength was commendable, compared to top experts like Leng Qianshang, he still had a long way to go.
In any case, Zhou Qingqing absolutely did not believe that Ling Chen could be a match for Leng Qianshang.
"I’ve also long wanted to witness the so-called Heavenly Pride’s strength."
Ling Chen’s face showed no sign of panic, instead, he smiled calmly.
"Then as you wish!"
Leng Qianshang stood motionless on the spot, yet an astonishing aura emanated from him, a blood-colored True Qi, boundless. Centering around him, it formed a storm and swept out.
Behind him, a blood-red Demon Shadow formed, faintly towering three zhangs high, its mouth emitting a roar seemingly from the Netherworld, enough to shake a person’s soul.
This Demon Shadow bore three heads and six arms, and the mouths of the three heads emitted three massive roars, instantly forming a fierce wind vortex.
Leng Qianshang stood there like an Ancient Devil Head, the mere presence enough to intimidate the surrounding core disciples, killing any thought of confronting him.
Compared to Zhou Qingqing, Leng Qianshang was better in every aspect—Martial Soul, cultivation, martial arts—though each only slightly surpassed her, the accumulated advantage in every aspect was enormous. freēwēbnovel.com
Heavenly Pride level strength is not to be underestimated.
However, Ling Chen stood there, unmoving, letting the storm blow against him, yet he remained unwavering.
Leng Qianshang stood at a distance, twisting his tiger waist, raising both arms, his entire body emitting creaking bone sounds, and punched through the air.
The Demon Shadow, guided by his strength, also punched out with a massive blood-red fist, like a cloud of blood, striking towards Ling Chen.
The Fist Strength, before reaching its target, had already whipped up a gust of wind, as if to blow Ling Chen away.
Poosh!
Ling Chen thrust the Red Sky Sword into the ground in front of him, and a sudden, majestic Sword Momentum spread out, vaguely sprouting a giant Blue Lotus, deeply rooted in the ground, blocking any storm from the front.
"Demon Power of Heaven and Earth!"
A failed move didn’t shake Ling Chen; Leng Qianshang’s eyes gleamed black, his hair flew wildly, and he fiercely punched out again. Simultaneously, the Demon Shadow behind him suddenly soared out, completely detaching from Leng Qianshang’s body and momentum, fiercely sweeping towards Ling Chen.
Ling Chen infused the Red Sky Sword with a continuous stream of True Qi, the Ninety Percent Fire’s True Intention sparked alive. If at this moment Leng Qianshang was an Ancient Devil Head, then Ling Chen was a Fire God wielding flames.
"Earth Fire Golden Slash!"
Ling Chen’s entire aura seemed to fuse into this sword, a violent sword swept out, meeting the fiercely sweeping Demon Shadow head-on.
Bang!
At the moment of collision between the scorching sword light and the Demon Shadow, terrifying Air Energy suddenly exploded, and the explosion’s aftermath spread out. Nearby core disciples, touched by the aftermath, were suddenly shaken, vomiting blood and flying out in a sorry state.
