When Long Chen stepped out of his cave residence again, he immediately felt a tremor in his heart, a faint sense of danger surging within him.
"What's going on? Is the Long family about to deal with me so soon? "
Long Chen felt a bit puzzled. If the Long family wanted to deal with him, the Qiankun Cauldron would have been the first to notify him.
Moreover, that sense of crisis was faint and almost imperceptible, as if it came from an extremely distant place. Long Chen really wanted to take out his Purple Crystal Heavenly Eye to take a look, but since this was the Long family's territory, it was best not to reveal some treasures.
The sense of crisis wasn't particularly strong, so there was no need to worry much for now. Long Chen straightened his clothes, gripped his golden scepter, and once again stepped onto the arena.
Long Chen's arrival was still filled with thunderous cheers. At the same time, many disciples from the four great families secretly cheered for him, their eyes showing less contempt and more reverence.
Last time, Long Chen hosted thirty-two consecutive tournaments. Although he rarely took action, every move amazed everyone. Only then did people understand why the Long family had Long Chen as chief referee.
Because Long Chen truly had the strength. Previously, many judges were dissatisfied, but now, they had no choice but to accept it.
In battles between the Chosen Ones, they couldn't hold out. Not only could they not be protected, they might even be killed.
This is strength. In the cultivation world, the simplest way to gain recognition and respect from others is to demonstrate one's strength.
When Long Chen arrived at the chief referee's seat, some referees began loudly reading out the competition rules. It was basically the usual 'friendship first, competition second' pattern. Although the rules weren't long, they could be summed up in just a few sentences, and everyone listened until their ears were calloused, yet they still had to read them.
Everything proceeded according to procedure. Long Chen went on stage again. This time, unlike the start, when Long Chen opened the arena, the two didn't start immediately. Instead, following the rules, they bowed to Long Chen.
This surprised Long Chen a bit. Clearly, strong fighters deserve respect. In the last match, Long Chen had earned everyone's recognition, and they no longer hung up on his cultivation level, but truly regarded him as a worthy chief judge.
Seeing how much respect the two of them respected him, Long Chen nodded and said, "Go ahead and give your all. Don't hold back. On the path of cultivation, the strong are hard to find. Be like a lion pouncing on a rabbit—give it your all, find yourself in victory, and learn from your failures." Hearing
Long Chen say this, the two were instantly grateful. Long Chen made it very clear: work hard, and use as much as you can. With me here, you definitely won't die.
In fact, most people couldn't play freely in this elite match, since it was a friendly match. If anyone accidentally killed the other, it would seriously damage family bonds.
Especially at their level, they dare not give their all, and in such high-level sparring, they long to fight with all their might.
Now, having received Long Chen's promise, they felt even more grateful and respectful toward him. After bowing to him again, both of them erupted simultaneously. This time, their style of action had completely changed—no longer purely a clash of strength and momentum, but increasingly fierce and fierce, with a genuine sense of slaughter.
"This is a real battle!"
On the viewing platform, Long Ziwei couldn't help but sigh. Their attacks were fierce and fierce, leaving no room for defense. Once they struck, they aimed to kill their opponents. This was true combat.
Long Ziwei and the others watched with excitement. This was completely different from those flashy matches before; their fierce and fierce aura sent chills down one's spine.
"Boom boom boom... Behind
the two Destiny Children, the Wheel of Destiny spun, the power of Destiny surged, and the two long swords clashed, sword energy crisscrossing and gathering without dispersing.
"Ssss s sizzle... Sword
energy slashed the barrier, leaving white marks that emitted a piercing sound. At that moment, all the powerful figures present nervously clenched their fists.
This is the real showdown—one misstep could mean death. That's exactly why it's so tense and thrilling. Soon, both men started bleeding, and since it was a real desperate fight, injuries were normal.
But how terrifying is the power of this Child of Destiny? The difference between injury and death is often just a sheet of paper.
"Boom!"
An hour later, with a loud crash, the two figures separated. Both were covered in wounds, some with visible bone, and one of them had even been pierced through by a sharp sword.
The two panted wildly, blood slowly dripping from their swords onto the ground. However, they didn't know whether the blood belonged to the other or to their own.
At that moment, the entire arena fell into dead silence. This bloody battle was so thrilling that people even forgot to applaud.
"I lose."
But to everyone's surprise, both of them spoke at the same time.
After speaking, both were stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. After a bloody battle, they even felt a sense of mutual respect. One of them said, "
Victory or defeat, let the chief judge decide!"
At that moment, thunderous applause erupted from outside the arena. Everyone was impressed by their strength, cultivation, and boldness. In their hearts, this was what true strength meant.
Long Chen said, "Your strengths are too close to judge. Go find a place together and make a private judgment. Whether it's a drinking contest or rock-paper-scissors, decide for yourselves. As long as you crush one of the nameplates, the other will automatically advance." After
Long Chen said this, the two exchanged a smile, saluted Long Chen again, and then left the arena together.
After this battle, the whole arena erupted. Today was the most exciting match they had ever watched. Although Qin Feng had previously slain strong opponents in succession, it was basically a one-move kill. He was strong, but there was little entertainment value, and he didn't learn much.
But after this battle, the strong warriors present gained countless insights, which was the most important thing to them.
The second match was a huge disappointment, because the disciples on the arena couldn't see what was happening on other arenas. So, the two on the second stage, just like before, still ignored Long Chen.
Of course, Long Chen didn't pay special attention to them, letting them continue with formulaic battles and head-to-head clashes. For a while, everyone was yawning. After the earlier comparison, the later matches became utterly dull.
A day passed quickly, and the round of sixteen was decided. Except for the first match, the rest of the matches were nothing exciting—almost all were the simplest brute force clashes and momentum crushes, with no technique at all.
However, some people can see that some people aren't unwilling to show their true strength, but their opponents are too weak to do so. Of course, it's also possible that some are deliberately holding back their strength.
After the round of sixteen, there was another three days of rest. After returning to his residence, Long Chen did not continue cultivating but quietly took out the Amethyst Heavenly Eye.
"Courting death!"
When Long Chen looked toward the outskirts of Tianhuang, a chilling murderous intent flashed across his face.