Chapter 6363 Spare Your Life

“Divine Dragon Pull!”

Long Chen shouted, and a powerful suction force erupted, causing Cang Lu’s body to sway uncontrollably.

Cang Lu hastily steadied himself, only for Long Chen to use that very pull to appear right in front of him.

“Divine Dragon Tail Pendulum!”

As a dragon’s cry rang out, Long Chen’s foot swept through the air. It was like a whip slamming into Cang Lu’s shoulder.

The strange strike caught Cang Lu completely off guard. Who would have thought that a simple pulling force could create such a flawless opening?

Cang Lu shouted and raised his arm. In truth, if he had simply ducked and twisted his body, he could have dodged. But that would mean lowering his head beneath Long Chen’s leg—something his pride refused to accept.

Pow!

His stubbornness cost him. The kick shattered his balance and knocked him flying, leaving the spectators stunned.

After all, the power Cang Lu had displayed thus far was above Long Chen’s. By logic, it shouldn’t be possible for Long Chen to knock him back like this.

Many experts found it inconceivable. Only the most battle-hardened experts understood what had just happened.

The Divine Dragon Pull threw Cang Lu off balance, and Long Chen’s kick landed at the perfect instant. It wasn’t just precise timing—it was calculated. Long Chen had even expected Cang Lu to refuse to lower his head and dodge. That arrogance sealed his fate, and Long Chen’s whip-like kick shattered his footing, sending him flying.

“Blaze Dragon Pierce!”

With a wave of Long Chen’s hand, his Sovereign flames blazed, and a giant flame spear shot out.

Though still spinning, Cang Lu twisted midair and smashed the spear apart with a single fist. His instincts and combat experience were undeniably strong.

But the explosion of flames revealed a black shadow. Out of the fire, a phantom-like figure emerged.

Pow!

A palm cracked against his face again.

“You... shameless bastard!"

Pow!

Again, the unsteady Cang Lu was struck clean across the jaw and sent flying once more.

“What?!”

All the experts watching were stunned. Just how many times was Long Chen planning on slapping Cang Lu today?

This was no longer a dignified duel between supreme experts—it was a mockery, a humiliation worse than death. To slap the Dark Son of the Master again and again... was Long Chen even human?

“LONG CHE—!” Cang Lu roared, his voice dripping with bloodthirst.

Long Chen’s boot smashed into his jaw, silencing him mid-roar.

“So what if you’re strong? As I said, I’ll make you kneel and call me daddy! Seven Peak Slash!” Long Chen shouted.

His body moved like lightning, leaving afterimages in every direction. It was as if hundreds of Long Chens had appeared at once, each unleashing a different divine technique.

“Violet Flame Saber!” “Seven Peak Pierce!” “Cloud Dragon Explosion!” “Heaven Blocking Shield!” “Supreme Lock!” “Another slap!”

Pow!

The spectators were left dazed. Long Chen was a monster. With Cang Lu off balance, Long Chen gave no quarter, attacking so relentlessly that Cang Lu couldn’t retaliate. Furthermore, Long Chen was truly wicked. Whenever the opportunity presented itself, he would slap Cang Lu in the face.

While the slaps weren’t devastating, they were incredibly humiliating, especially to a lofty and arrogant expert like Cang Lu. It was worse than killing him.

“It’s been a while since I trained this move. I’m a bit rusty,” Long Chen said casually.

Long Chen’s slapping technique had been honed to perfection, but martial cultivation was merciless: standing still meant regression. There had been several chances for Long Chen to slap Cang Lu, but Long Chen had missed the timing. If this were the old Long Chen, the slaps would have landed flawlessly every time.

Still, every roar from Cang Lu tasted sweet to him—the simple joy of slapping a supreme expert across the face was indescribable.

But despite all the hits and slaps, Cang Lu’s aura did not weaken at all.

Long Chen sneered when he realized this. This fellow really was tricky, so Long Chen kept up his attack tempo.

BOOM!

Eight black totemic pillars suddenly erupted across the battlefield. The instant they appeared, Long Chen felt a spike of danger.

“This bastard!” Long Chen cursed.

He had almost been tricked. So Cang Lu had been holding back his trump card.

As the totems glowed with strange runes, the surrounding space shuddered and a vast spatial gate started to form. The gate exuded a suffocating pressure as if some terrifying primal chaos monster lay beyond it.

Without hesitation, Long Chen abandoned Cang Lu and struck a nearby totem, smashing it apart. But even with one totem pole broken, the spatial gate was still forming, only a bit slower now.

Seeing that his plans were seen through, Cang Lu shot after Long Chen.

“Die!”

“You want to scheme against me? You’re too naive!” Long Chen exclaimed.

With a flash, Long Chen appeared at the second totem pole and blew it apart. Although Long Chen had no idea what these eight totem poles would summon, he had a feeling that if whatever was behind the gate came out, he would have no choice but to flee.

Long Chen suddenly recalled the monster Long Wu had summoned. It was even stronger than Long Wu. One versus one, Long Chen feared no man, but one against many was another matter.

BOOM!

Long Chen blew the third totem pole apart. Cang Lu spat out a ray of divine light in retaliation, but before it could reach him, Long Chen was already at the fourth pole.

With another earth-shaking boom, the fourth totem pole exploded. The spatial gate instantly crumbled, and the remaining four poles dimmed, their light extinguished.

The moment his summoning technique was broken, Cang Lu paused his attacks, glaring at Long Chen. As he opened his mouth to speak, Long Chen cut him off.

“If you kneel and call me daddy, I might just spare your life.”

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