Starting with Mingyu Gong, the Soul-Chasing and Life-Stealing Technique

As Tang Tianlong unleashed his palm strike, the onlookers below felt a gust of hot air rush towards them.

Someone exclaimed, "Excellent! He's unleashed the ultimate technique of the Kongtong Sect, the Crimson Sun Palm!"

"So, he really joined the Kongtong Sect?"

Some people know that the Tang family is a branch of the Tang Clan in Sichuan, and is also a great martial arts family. Naturally, they are skeptical about the Tang family's joining the Kongtong Sect.

Lu Chen, however, was completely focused and single-minded. He simply watched Tang Tianlong's palm strike, slightly shifted his body to avoid it, and then used his left hand to reach the edge of Tang Tianlong's palm.

Tang Tianlong, confident in his profound internal strength, was about to strike back with his Crimson Sun Palm, which could melt ice and burn gold. However, as soon as Lu Chen's finger touched him, a stream of mysterious ice energy penetrated through the bone gaps on the back of his hand and entered his meridians.

Lu Chen's Mingyu Skill was only at the third level, so his skill was not deep. However, he was good at skillful attacks and sharp force. Tang Tianlong's arm stiffened slightly, and he thought to himself, "This kid has some skills!" He raised his right palm and a gust of wind swept towards Lu Chen's lower abdomen.

This is a lose-lose strategy, forcing Lu Chen to retreat and defend.

However, Lu Chen planned his move carefully and would not fight him head-on. He had already skillfully dodged the palm strike.

Tang Tianlong shifted his strength rapidly, the numbness in his left hand dissipated, and he struck at Lu Chen's waist, but Lu Chen dodged again.

Tang Tianlong unleashed a series of palm strikes, each one scorching hot like surging waves. Lu Chen, however, merely leaped left and right, appearing clumsy and vulnerable, showing signs of defeat. Lu Chen exclaimed in surprise, "Is this your Tang family's martial arts?"

Tang Tianlong said, "Didn't you want to take my life? All you can do is dodge?"

Lu Chen's lips curled into a slight smile, tinged with disdain. What nonsense about being the number one young martial artist in Xiliang!

In a flash, Lu Chen paused, his hand already drawing a bamboo stick from his waist, and the "King of Hell's Revenge" technique of the "Soul-Snatching Sword" suddenly shot out.

Lu Chen had been preparing for this move for a long time, and it flashed like a streak of light.

Lu Chen knew that he only had a moment to kill Tang Tianlong. He didn't believe that the Tang family elders would stand idly by while he killed a junior!

Therefore, the timing of unleashing the trump card must be carefully considered to create a fait accompli.

Therefore, the first thing mentioned is the use of the hand, but in reality, the most powerful technique, "Soul-Chasing and Life-Stealing Sword," is hidden in the shadows.

Tang Tianlong was chasing after Lu Chen and striking with his palm when he was suddenly struck by a sword. He had no time to draw his sword or dodge, so he could only push his arms forward with all his might and strike with his palm to force Lu Chen to return his sword and save himself.

Lu Chen felt a surge of intense heat sweep over him. His eyes narrowed, and he channeled all his Mingyu Gong true energy into the bamboo stick.

Instantly, the bamboo stick shone brightly, followed by a continuous "hissing" and vibrating sound.

Immediately, "crack..." the bamboo stick broke through Tang Tianlong's palm strike with sharp force, hitting his throat without any resistance.

A faint sound of bone cracking was drowned out by the deafening roar, but some experts in the arena heard it and their heartstrings trembled.

"It's over!" Tang Tianlong's eyes widened, his whole body trembling violently. "I've trained for twenty years through the coldest and hottest winters, and I'm dying here!"

As Lu Chen shattered Tang Tianlong's throat bone with his stick, he kicked Tang Tianlong squarely in the abdomen. Using the force, Lu Chen flew more than two zhang away. With another push of his foot, he flew diagonally off the stage.

Tang Tianlong flew away like a kite with a broken string, the blood spurting from his throat scattering across the sky.

This scene made everyone accept a fact.

"It will determine who is superior and who is inferior, and it will also decide life and death!"

This is not hype, nor is it boasting!

That's the bloody reality!

In the blink of an eye, "Bang!" Tang Tianlong crashed into the center of the arena and then slammed to the ground.

The sight of Tang Tianlong's blood splattered on the platform shocked some, delighted others, and enraged the Tang family members.

"Dare you!" A tall, thin old man suddenly stood up and leaped forward.

He was none other than Tang Qingjun, the third master of the Tang family, and Tang Tianlong's third uncle.

Lu Chen fought for a long time, but he only needed one move to kill someone, in just a moment.

But this series of actions was all meticulously planned. With the intention of catching the unsuspecting, the plan succeeded immediately, leaving everyone deeply shocked.

The Tang family members were naturally furious.

Tang Qingjun, in particular, relied on his seniority and cherished the reputation of the Tang family. He was unwilling to dissuade Lu Chen from challenging Tang Tianlong, but unexpectedly, this led to the tragic death of his nephew.

Seeing that Lu Chen was trying to escape, he glared at him and said in a stern voice, "You're so young, yet you're so ruthless. I can't let you live." As he spoke, he flicked his right sleeve, and a long rope shot out from his sleeve, wrapping around Lu Chen like a dragon and a phoenix dancing.

Before killing Tang Tianlong, Lu Chen knew that once he revealed his ability to kill Tang Tianlong, the elders of the Tang family would definitely not sit still, so he proceeded step by step with caution.

He was prepared to attack the elders of the Tang family. As he leaped out, he saw the long rope coming at him. He twisted his upper body sharply and used the "Soul-Entangling Feet" move with the bamboo stick.

The bamboo stick twisted and turned on the flying rope, and two muffled "boom, boom" sounds were heard, like light thunder rumbling in the dense clouds.

Just then, Tang Qingjun's long rope suddenly turned and swung over, wrapping around the bamboo stick four or five times.

Tang Qingjun forcefully tried to pull Lu Chen down.

Lu Chen's internal strength was far inferior to his, but his cunning and treachery surpassed Lu Chen's. Once the bamboo stick was entangled, he did not pull back with force, but instead used all his strength to strike the bamboo stick horizontally with both palms, and used the force to fly away.

Tang Qingjun's long rope had its own tension, and with the added force of Lu Chen's thrust, the bamboo stick spun towards him.

With a flick of his wrist, the bamboo stick snapped into several pieces with a "crack," and he fell back to the ground.

Lu Chen flew out like a long flag torn up by a strong wind, flying five or six zhang (approximately 10-15 meters) before landing on a rooftop.

The two fought in the blink of an eye. Lu Chen had one foot half-stepped off the roof, swaying precariously as if a gust of wind would send him tumbling down. He laughed loudly, "Tang Tianlong is so weak, yet he dares to set up a fighting ring. Your Tang family elders are even more bullying the weak and lacking any martial ethics. Do you think that just because you have a family background, I don't have a sect?"

He possessed profound inner energy, and his voice resounded throughout the sky.

Everyone agreed that it made sense.

Tang Tianlong died in the arena, what kind of nonsense is this, Tang Laosan? Isn't this bullying?

Upon hearing this, Tang Qingjun's face twitched violently, and he said in a low voice, "I never imagined that you, at such a young age, would possess such skill. Yet, during the duel in the arena, you resorted to using an assassin, endangering my nephew's life. What kind of logic is this?"

"Reason?" Lu Chen said calmly, "Is the reason why the martial world is so joyful and desirable is because of reason?"

If everyone were to reason with each other, and when faced with a problem they would just sit down and drink tea or wine, wouldn't everyone just be arguing and bickering?

"Perhaps your Tang family is known for its benevolence and righteousness, but I was forced by my master to practice swordsmanship for twenty years, sleeping later than a dog and waking up earlier than a rooster. What's the point?"

Although the words were crude, everyone felt they made sense!

Does the prestige of your Tang family mean you're in the right?

That's because your martial arts skills are better than others!

Did Lao Tzu practice martial arts in order to reason with others?

Tang Qingjun's eyes gleamed as he scrutinized Lu Chen, and he asked in a low voice, "Who is your master?"

Lu Chen asked, "Are you asking my master if he wants to start a war with my sect?"

"Pfft!"

Lu Chen's unreasonable and absurd behavior made someone in the crowd laugh.

Lu Chen glanced at it and saw that it was a person wearing a bamboo hat, but he couldn't see clearly.

Tang Qingjun, already feeling ashamed and angry at failing to capture anyone with his attack, was further enraged by the laughter of the crowd in the street. He shouted, "Boy, you dare to kill someone but dare not leave your name behind? Is it because you're too cowardly, or is your sect ashamed to show your face?"

He felt that Lu Chen must have something to rely on to kill his nephew in the Tang family's headquarters, and it was definitely not just his personal martial arts skills. Therefore, he had to find out the truth first, so as not to provoke someone his family couldn't afford to offend.

Lu Chen had already adopted a grandstanding stance, so he naturally went all out with arrogance, sneering, "My sect? You're not worthy to know. But if I dare to kill, how can I not leave my name? 'Soul-Chasing, Life-Taking Li Feiyu,' you'd better listen carefully, this name is destined to resound throughout the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen lightly touched the ground with his feet and flew away, landing behind a house.

Tang Qingjun ultimately did not pursue the matter further.

Firstly, Tang Tianlong lost in the arena, and as an elder, he had already made a move, which could be described as being driven to rage. However, if he continued to pursue the matter relentlessly, the Tang family's reputation would be ruined.

He knew that the Tang family's reputation was their greatest protection.

Besides, this kid dared to kill his nephew in front of everyone; he must have some powerful backer. Why should he risk his life for his nephew? If his elder brother asks, he should just say it's for the sake of the Tang family's reputation.

Anyway, the Tang family has more than one son in their third branch!

"The Soul-Chasing, Deadly Flying Rain!"

The news that Lu Chen had killed Tang Tianlong in one move spread rapidly throughout Liangzhou.

While everyone admired the man's boldness, his background and origins were what truly piqued everyone's curiosity.