Long Chen's movements were so fast that everyone felt their vision blur as a long sword pierced through the man's skull, killing him.
Mu Qingyun's rescue efforts had no effect at all; it seemed the battle had just begun and was already over.
Blood flowed from the man's eye sockets, slowly trickling along the sword and heading straight for the hilt.
Just as the blood was about to touch Long Chen's hand, he slowly let go, and the corpse had no support left, collapsing to the ground with a thud.
The sound wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's hearts like a sledgehammer, shocking everyone.
He was ranked ninety-seventh on the Divine Daoist List, known as the Iron Claw Soul Seizer. He was a lone cultivator who had already made quite a name for himself when he entered Lingxiao Academy.
This man was ruthless; whenever he made a move, his opponent was either killed or crippled. Because of his ruthlessness, Zhong Changsheng regarded him as a trusted confidant and obeyed Zhong Changsheng's orders without question.
So when Zhong Changsheng said he wanted to kill Long Chen, he didn't hesitate and immediately resorted to assassination. Unfortunately, when it came to killing, Long Chen was an ancestor-level expert.
If it were a duel between the two, Long Chen would have to put in some effort to bring him down, but killing him would be a piece of cake.
Everyone was stunned, especially the two women beside Mu Qingyun. Just moments ago, they had been smiling cheerfully, but now their faces turned pale with shock.
Long Chen gave them the impression of being handsome and resolute, full of sunshine and determination—the kind of person who would rather bend than bend, naturally proud and resolute.
However, Long Chen's delicate features and thin build made people want to protect him.
But no one expected that Long Chen would either strike or kill the opponent as soon as he did.
What shocked them most was Long Chen's expression after killing. Although they were cultivators, they rarely killed.
Although some people have witnessed killing, those who kill either sneer or act arrogantly, which is actually just a mask of inner tension.
But Long Chen's face showed no expression, his gaze exactly as usual, without the slightest fluctuation, as if he had simply done a trivial matter. That coldness was chilling.
"Whoosh!"
Another long sword appeared in Long Chen's hand. He walked step by step toward Zhong Changsheng, his expression cold and indifferent.
Under Long Chen's gaze, Zhong Changsheng's heart raced wildly, his scalp tingled, and his hair stood on end. It was as if a primordial beast was targeting him. The deadly threat made him jump up from his chair in an instant and stagger back several steps.
But after stepping back a few paces, his expression turned grim. He was a Divine Fire Realm expert, yet he was afraid of a rookie at the Mortal Transformation Realm?
Especially in front of so many people, being scared off by Long Chen left him humiliating and furious.
"Courting death!"
Zhong Changsheng roared, his divine power erupting. An invisible force erupted from him as the core, sending the disciples around him flying by his energy.
The surging force of his energy made Long Chen's long hair fly, his clothes rustling loudly. Suddenly, Long Chen frowned, looked at his clothes, and stopped in his tracks.
Seeing Long Chen stop in his tracks, Zhong Changsheng thought he was intimidated by his aura. He stepped forward and threw a punch down from midair at Long Chen.
"Boom!"
At that moment, a jade hand slammed down from the air, the palm shadow striking the fist shadow. With a loud explosion, energy burst forth, shaking the grand hall with a buzzing sound.
It was Mu Qingyun who made his move. Zhong Changsheng was shaken back several steps, while Mu Qingyun stood firm in front of Long Chen. Although their auras looked similar on the surface, the gap immediately became apparent as soon as they made a move.
"Zhong Changsheng, you're truly shameless. To bully someone whose mortal aura hasn't faded, to be on the same list as you—it's truly a disgrace to me, Mu Qingyun." Mu Qingyun said coldly.
At this moment, Mu Qingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had finally helped Long Chen once. Although she didn't know why Long Chen hesitated, this was just the perfect moment for her to act.
Zhong Changsheng retreated several steps, his blood and energy surging, both shocked and furious. After several months, he fought Mu Qingyun again. He found that Mu Qingyun's divine fire power had become much purer, reaching a state of returning to simplicity.
He had fought Mu Qingyun several times before. Although he lost each time, he could at least last twenty or thirty moves. But today, after fighting again, he found the gap between them was growing wider and wider.
His blood and energy surged within him, and he didn't dare speak immediately, lest he cough up blood—that would be embarrassing.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Did he also feel guilty? You probably can't find any words to defend yourself. Another woman beside Mu Qingyun shouted loudly.
"You..."
Zhong Changsheng was furious, but as soon as he uttered a single word, he felt the suppressed blood surge up again, and he quickly shut his mouth.
"What do you mean, you?" Your Supreme Alliance is arrogant and overbearing, dominating alone, oppressing fellow disciples, suppressing newcomers, committing all sorts of misdeeds. Isn't that enough for others to speak out? The woman was sharp-tongued and eloquent, especially her clear voice, which sounded very pleasant.
Zhong Changsheng gritted his teeth. He had to wait until his blood and energy had completely calmed before speaking. At this moment, his face was ashen, gloomy and frighteningly gloomy, and the people beside him, unaware of the situation, dared not interject.
Because Zhong Changsheng was extremely domineering, if someone interrupted during his speech, it would offend his taboo, so no one dared to speak.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside, and countless disciples in blue robes rushed in, each holding wooden staffs. Hundreds of them surrounded the area.
"Don't be afraid, these are law enforcement disciples. Next is the procedure." Seeing Long Chen look at the disciples with some surprise, Mu Qingyun whispered.
Clearly, Mu Qingyun was very familiar with the rules of the Divine Academy. The disciples seemed used to their disputes, and after entering, they didn't make a move, just putting on a show.
"Gentlemen, let's go." The leading law enforcement disciple didn't raise his brows or look upright, but instead spoke in a very wooden tone.
These law enforcement disciples were clearly wary of Mu Qingyun and Zhong Changsheng's status, and dared not show any disrespect. In this regard, they were much better than the law enforcement disciples of the Pill Institute.
So, everyone present was taken away and brought to a grand hall. What Long Chen didn't expect was that they would have to face each other in court here.
But judging by Mu Qingyun and the others' expressions, they seemed completely familiar with the process.
Moreover, the woman beside Mu Qingyun was chattering to comfort Long Chen, telling him not to be afraid. This whole matter was stirred up by the other side, and most of the responsibility lay with them.
But just as they were speaking, the room suddenly fell silent. A tall, thin elder with a stern face walked in. When they saw the old man, Mu Qingyun and the others, who had been full of confidence, were instantly stunned.
"How could it be him? Now things are in trouble. Mu Qingyun's expression changed slightly.
"What's wrong?" Is this old man your enemy? Long Chen was taken aback and couldn't help but ask.
"Who is Long Chen?" Step forward for me. At
that moment, the stern-faced elder slammed the gavel and shouted sternly.
"Who the hell are you?" Long Chen'sIs that a name you can call too? Long
Chen's lazy voice echoed through the grand hall. As soon as he spoke, everyone was stunned, even Mu Qingyun and the others stared at him in shock, as if he were a madman.