Chapter 133 - Fight Against Murong Fu
Despite several days having elapsed since the Murong family's annihilation, a sizable crowd still lingered around the Murong mansion.
Word of the incident had drawn people from neighboring cities, eager to partake in the spectacle. The prospect of the Murong family discovering their patriarch's demise filled them with apprehension.
Among the throng, Loong Chen observed the dilapidated Murong mansion and quietly reflected.
Overnight, an extensive clan of hundreds had met a grisly fate.
Nevertheless, Loong Chen refrained from extending sympathy to the Murong family. In a world consumed by chaos, empathy yielded no advantages.
He had nearly perished at Murong Fu's hands, and the Murong family's slaughter of hundreds had been instigated by his actions. This was a form of cosmic justice.
He harbored no compassion for them, nor did he relish their suffering.
To him, this episode was merely a spectacle, akin to those gathered around him.
Just as Loong Chen pondered the pointlessness of it all, his attention was abruptly drawn to a mysterious figure cloaked in black, weaving through the crowd and advancing toward the Murong mansion's entrance.
The cloaked figure stood in silence before the door, head bowed, the minutes ticking away.
Then, in a sudden motion, he discarded his black shroud, revealing his true visage.
The scars etched into his face lent him a menacing and fearsome appearance, but a glint of resolve shone in Loong Chen's eyes.
For he recognized this individual.
“Murong Fu!”
Loong Chen squinted his eyes, fixing his gaze upon the black-robed man.
Despite the alterations to his appearance due to those scars, Loong Chen easily identified him.
Back in the past, Murong Fu had nearly led Loong Chen to his death in the spatial turbulence. Eventually, Loong Chen had outwitted him by luring him into the spatial vortex.
Loong Chen had never anticipated that this individual possessed such remarkable resilience, emerging alive from that ordeal.
However, this turn of events presented an opportunity for Loong Chen to personally exact revenge and quench the burning hatred within him.
“Dragon God Temple, Invincible Dragon God!”
Murong Fu remained stationary, his body quivering with intense fury.
The words “Invincible Dragon God” were almost spat out between gritted teeth.
“You massacred my entire family! I solemnly swear that, from this day forward, I shall be sworn enemies with the Dragon God Temple!”
Murong Fu raised his head and released a protracted roar, his presence as a King Level warrior instantly dominating a vast area spanning hundreds of miles.
The onlookers outside the Murong mansion were frightened by this oppressive force, shivering in response.
“I remember him. He's Murong Fu, and he's still alive!”
“Now I recall. It appears that Murong Fu wasn't present at home when the Murong family met its demise, allowing him to escape the catastrophe.”
“It seems Murong Fu bears a grudge against the Dragon God Temple. Although challenging the Invincible Dragon God is inconceivable, he could target the Temple's young prodigies for assassination.”
The nearby spectators murmured. This was precisely why the major powers were reluctant to provoke a King Level warrior.
If they truly incurred the wrath of a King Level warrior, they would have to either eliminate him or live in constant fear of his memory.
The Invincible Dragon God might not be apprehensive, but what about the Temple's fledgling disciples?
When they ventured outside to cultivate, they might fall prey to Murong Fu's wrath.
“Murong Fu, your opportunity may be slim!”
At that precise moment, a contemptuous snort resonated from the midst of the crowd.
Immediately, the attention of everyone in the vicinity zeroed in on a young man. It was Loong Chen who had spoken.
Upon hearing the voice, Murong Fu also turned to look, and his eyes swiftly contracted.
Loong Chen's identity was recognized by Murong Fu as well.
“You're still alive?”
Murong Fu was taken aback by this revelation. After all, he had witnessed Loong Chen getting sucked into the spatial turbulence with his own eyes.
Even he had to exert tremendous effort just to barely escape that perilous situation, sustaining injuries to his face in the process.
Loong Chen hadn't even achieved the status of a Grandmaster, so how could he have possibly survived?
“If I'm not dead, then how could I let myself die?”
Loong Chen retorted with a sneer.
Murong Fu gazed fixedly at Loong Chen and then erupted into a furious, mocking laughter.
“Hahaha, excellent! It's even better that you're alive. Since Invincible Dragon God had the audacity to lay waste to my family, I'll start by exacting a bit of retribution from you.”
“Go to hell!”
Following his vehement shout, Murong Fu surged toward Loong Chen, delivering a forceful palm strike.
Observing this, the crowd surrounding Loong Chen dispersed in every direction, seeking safety. Only Loong Chen remained motionless, showing no inclination to evade.
He appeared to be frozen with fear.
“It's a done deal. He's undoubtedly finished. With Murong Fu seething inside, he'll surely dismember him.”
This thought ran through everyone's minds.
“Impressive!”
As Murong Fu's attack approached, a fierce glint suddenly appeared in Loong Chen's eyes.
He bellowed loudly and unleashed a palm strike. Enhanced by the power of World Dominating, the force behind his palm reached the level of a Level 6 Grandmaster Peak.
Yet, it still wasn't sufficient. In an instant, Loong Chen's body transformed into a streak of lightning.
Thunder God Descending!
When their two palms collided, both were pushed back several dozen steps.
Murong Fu swung his right arm, his nerves tingling from the lightning. Loong Chen, on the other hand, emerged unscathed.
“Who is this individual? Why is he so formidable? He can actually contend with Murong Fu without yielding!”
This sight left the crowd utterly dumbfounded. They had expected to witness Loong Chen being dispatched by Murong Fu's single palm.
However, reality delivered a harsh slap to their expectations.
“Your strength has seen a remarkable improvement. In the past, you could only evade like a buzzing fly, but now, you can genuinely confront me.”
Murong gazed at Loong Chen, wearing the same astonished expression.
Unlike the bystanders who were astounded by Loong Chen's strength, Murong was amazed by his talent.
In less than a month, Loong Chen's power had surged so significantly.
He undeniably possessed an immense and fearsome presence.
A maniacal glint shone in Murong Fu's eyes. The stronger Loong Chen became, the more elated Murong Fu felt.
The mere thought of having caused the Dragon God Temple to lose such a talented disciple brought him immense satisfaction.
“Engage in combat? No, I intend to end your life.”
Loong Chen remained unfazed by Murong Fu's murderous intentions.
Murong Fu harbored a desire to kill him, and Loong Chen reciprocated that sentiment. In such a scenario, the victor would be determined by strength alone!
“You wish to end my life? Do you honestly believe I'm intimidated by your compliments?”
Murong Fu sneered upon hearing Loong Chen's words.
He couldn't deny Loong Chen's extraordinary talent; there was no doubt he would evolve into a formidable warrior in the future.
Unfortunately, that was merely the future, and he had no intention of granting Loong Chen the luxury of experiencing it.
“Rest assured, you're on your way to the afterlife.”
Murong Fu shouted as he leaped into the air.
Subsequently, his right leg swelled dramatically, resembling a colossal hammer, which he then brought down forcefully upon Loong Chen.
“If he's crushed by that, he'll likely turn into a mere pancake, won't he?”
Onlookers couldn't help but gulp nervously.
Though this Crippled Foot was not directed at them, they still experienced an unsettling surge of heartbeats.
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