"You..."
The old man trembled with anger. He was also from the Ye family and wanted to stand up for them, but Long Chen never gave him the chance.
Long Chen was such a shrewd person; seeing the old man's shrewd face, he knew he definitely wasn't up to any good.
Most likely, they would use the rules of the tournament to pressure him, but Long Chen had no prior understanding of these rules. Facing him would definitely put him at a disadvantage.
"As the chief referee, how can you abuse your power for personal gain?" A referee from the Zhao family stepped forward to question him.
"You have two eyes. Which one saw me abusing my power for personal gain?" It was clearly the mercenaries from the Ye and Long families who clashed.
As the chief referee, I have both the right and the duty to calm this conflict, dispel the animosity between both sides, and create a harmonious and enjoyable atmosphere for the game. Is there anything wrong with that? Long Chen retorted.
The Zhao family referee was left speechless by Long Chen's question. When it came to bickering, Long Chen had never feared anyone in his life, only suffering a small loss in front of Long Tianrui.
"Nonsense, how is the atmosphere so pleasant now? Where is the harmony? The Ye family's referee immediately retorted.
"Aren't you so happy just because you see these mercenaries?" Long Chen said.
"They are happy, but do you not care about others' feelings?" Isn't this just using power for personal gain? The Ye family referee said.
"Isn't this just giving them a chance? And he gave it twice. He didn't catch it himself and got beaten like a dog. What does that have to do with me?
Even if it's for personal gain, I'm siding with you Ye family disciples. There's no such thing as a rematch on the arena. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you even slandered me with bloodshed. What a cruel heart! Long Chen curled his lips and said.
At this moment, more powerful figures gradually arrived in the spectator seats. Their strength began to grow stronger and stronger. Because of their strength, fixed seats, and no one dared to fight for them, there was no need for them to come so early.
But when they saw Long Chen sitting in the chief referee's seat, they were all stunned. A surge of anger welled up inside them. What merit or ability did a disciple have to sit in the chief referee's seat?
As prodigies, they would at most only recognize those with Heavenly Vein Dragon Qi, but having someone with the same cultivation level as a judge was seen as disrespectful, even humiliating.
"What right does a disciple have to be the chief judge? Are the Long family members crazy?" Someone lost control on the spot.
"If he were the referee and I refused to compete, what kind of trash competition is this? Is this just kids' play?"
"We must replace the chief referee, or else this won't be over. Are you treating the elite tournament like a joke?"
Once one person took the lead, a group of people roared in anger, followed by disciples from the four great families, all shouting frenziedly, demanding Long Chen step down.
Seeing the crowd run wild, the referees immediately felt schadenfreude. Long Chen sitting above them was something they couldn't accept.
"Go ahead and keep shouting. Even if you scream until your throat is exhausted, it won't help. If you have the guts, have the Long family remove me as the chief referee." Long Chen replied nonchalantly.
Anyway, the rare medicine was already in hand, and a large area had been planted in the chaotic space. Except for the Qiankun Cauldron, everything he needed to do was done. Everything he needed and shouldn't have had been obtained. This location really held no appeal for him.
The crowd below was stirred up with excitement, roaring wildly. Long Chen sat in the chief referee's seat, continuing to trim his nails, his relaxed demeanor enough to drive the group of disciples mad.
Suddenly, someone looked toward Long Ziwei and the others in the distant mercenary group. A trace of malice flashed in their eyes. One stepped forward, waved both hands, and the shouting in the crowd gradually fell silent.
It was a man dressed in the Ye family disciple's uniform, sporting neat short hair and a short beard like steel needles. He was tall and imposing, his blood and energy surging to the sky, resembling a humanoid beast.
Standing there, the vast power of destiny radiated outward, startling all the strong warriors present—this was a powerful Child of Destiny.
"It's Ye Lingkong!"
Someone exclaimed, recognizing the person's identity.
"The Ye family's top prodigy, he actually came to watch the match."
"Wow, this is going to be a good show! These are the Ye family's super strongmen, said to rank in the top five in strength."
"I'm afraid it's more than that. I've heard this person hasn't fought anyone in a long time, always hiding his true strength. No one knows his true power."
"Is he trying to challenge Long Chen?" If Long Chen could fight back, that would be wonderful. When
they saw Ye Lingkong step forward, countless people were excited. They longed to see the two fight, to see Ye Lingkong defeat Long Chen, because Long Chen was simply too annoying.
With a wave of Ye Lingkong's hand, the entire room fell silent, instantly feeling very satisfied. Just as he was about to speak, a burst of startled shouts interrupted him.
"Ah, isn't that Brother Long Chen?"
"It really is him! Oh my god, he's sitting in that spot, holding a golden scepter. Could it be ...?"
"Oh my god, so he's the mysterious chief judge. That's just too much!"
"Tell me, given our relationship with him, would they favor us on the court and directly declare our opponent a loss?"
A group of women had just entered the arena when suddenly they let out startled screams, chattering endlessly. It turned out these people were the Jiang family disciples Feng Fei had invited to eat with Long Chen back then.
Since they were so close to Feng Fei, their strength was naturally formidable, so they arrived relatively late. When they saw Long Chen sitting there, they started crying wildly and were extremely excited, completely ignoring Ye Lingkong's darkening face and still waving at him.
"Shut up, you all!"
Ye Lingkong roared angrily. The atmosphere he had just created was completely ruined by these women, making him so furious he wanted to kill someone.
"Why are you yelling? What right do you have to tell people to shut up? If you want others to shut up, why don't you keep quiet? "
Exactly, exactly! We're not part of your Ye family. What right do you have to order us around?"
"I really hate people who think they're so self-righteous. You're strong, but it has nothing to do with us. We don't need you to protect us, so why are you bossing us around?"
"Exactly, a grown man who just knows how to roar when something happens—does that even matter? Sister Fengfei said that Brother Long Chen has a famous saying: If a loud voice were useful, the donkey would have ruled the world long ago. "
..."
These Jiang family's female disciples were extremely eloquent. Back at the dinner table, Long Chen would flee in panic whenever they encountered him. Now, with all their energy focused on Ye Lingkong, Long Chen almost burst out laughing.
At this moment, Ye Lingkong's face was as black as coal, his gaze capable of killing. Although he was so angry he gritted his teeth, he deeply understood what it meant for a good man not to fight a woman. Most importantly, no matter how strong his mouth was, he couldn't beat all the gossip.
He took a deep breath and looked at Long Chen, saying, "
I heard your Dragon Blood Legion is very strong?" Do you dare to fight a fair match against a disciple of the Ye family? "
When Ye Lingkong said this,A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth as he sat in the spectator seats.