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Chapter 892 - 893: Meeting Force with Force

Chapter 892: Chapter 893: Meeting Force with Force

Ahh!

A scream erupted from the mouth of a Qianlong Guard. Following that, his body was forcefully propelled, involuntarily flying backward.

With a thud, the man slammed heavily onto the roof of a car, then tumbled to the ground, writhing and howling in agony as he rolled back and forth.

His right arm was shattered, the pain must have been incredibly intense.

Witnessing this scene, Little Demon almost fainted from fright, and Guo Chuyun wasn’t much better off, his handsome face turning deathly pale.

Terrifying, truly terrifying.

"Hong’er!" Suddenly, a harrowing bellow came from Lu Kejin’s mouth. He raised his eyes and glared hatefully at Li Changlin, "Kid, I’m going to kill you, kill you!"

"Dad, Dad, avenge me, avenge me!" On the ground, Lu Hong screamed pitifully. Having lost his right hand, from now on he was effectively wasted.

Even if his injuries were to heal, there was no longer any chance for him to advance his martial arts.

Moreover, such a blow could greatly deplete his vitality, and there was a possibility that his realm could drop as a result.

"So you two are father and son, huh!" Across from him, Li Changlin smiled indifferently, carelessly tossing the raw stone in his hand to the ground, "If that’s the case, then I’ll have to kill you too. Otherwise, leaving you alive would be a curse."

Li Changlin showed no hint of fear facing an opponent who was half a step into Void Energy.

As Guo Chuyun witnessed this unfold, he felt like all his previous understanding was being overturned.

The opponent’s age was probably not much different from his own.

But why did he have such confidence? Could he really battle against Lu Kejin?

At this time, a wave of excitement couldn’t help but surge within Guo Chuyun’s heart.

After all, if Li Changlin really defeated Lu Kejin, then he and Little Demon would have a chance to escape once again.

"I hope he definitely kills Lu Kejin!" Standing beside Guo Chuyun, Little Demon also harbored a similar thought.

In fact, Little Demon was even more ruthless than Guo Chuyun.

While Guo Chuyun merely wished for Li Changlin to defeat Lu Kejin, Little Demon hoped he would kill Lu Kejin.

Little Demon knew clearly that merely defeating Lu Kejin would still leave their lives, along with the Second Young Master’s, in jeopardy.

Especially once Guo Chuyuan learned they were in Yunnan Province, he might deduce their next destination.

In Little Demon’s heart, Guo Chuyuan was a terrifying figure, someone she never wanted to deal with in her lifetime; it was best to stay far away and never to meet again.

As for Guo Chuyun and Little Demon’s thoughts, Li Changlin naturally had no time to care.

In fact, at this moment, Lu Kejin would not give Li Changlin such an opportunity.

Seeing his own son laid low by Li Changlin, to tell the truth, Lu Kejin’s heart was filled with a tumult of rage.

However, as a grandmaster-level expert, Lu Kejin had already been put on alert by Li Changlin’s earlier display of skill.

Lu Kejin knew that the young man before him was certainly a formidable adversary, one he absolutely could not underestimate.

So, Lu Kejin’s Internal Qi vibrated throughout his body, and an aura of iron-blooded slaughter pervaded the area.

Taking strides of three meters at a time, he closed the distance to Li Changlin in the blink of an eye.

Without a hint of hesitation, Lu Kejin swung his fist to attack, and instantly, a fierce punch force materialized out of thin air and brutally struck towards Li Changlin’s chest.

And almost at the same time, above Lu Kejin’s head, the shadow of a dragon took shape.

The Power of One Dragon, this represented that Lu Kejin’s strength had definitely surpassed ten thousand catties, much more formidable than Cheng Dahai by who knows how much.

He had already realized that the young man before him was definitely a master, so his initial move was the most vicious tactic, completely intending to crush Changlin’s stance with overwhelming force.

However, Changlin also possessed the Power of One Dragon, and his strength was even more, reaching the substantial weight of nineteen thousand catties, bordering on the realm where the phantom of two dragons could be conjured.

Although Lu Kejin was indeed a notable figure, with a cultivation that had reached its limit, he had not yet advanced to Void Force.

In such a situation, Changlin was in no worry that Lu Kejin would attempt to escape.

Incapable of Flight Through the Void, Lu Kejin was no more than an ant before him, with no chance whatsoever of fleeing for his life.

Facing Lu Kejin’s onslaught, Changlin had no fear at all, his cultivation having reached the Peak of Transformation Realm. Though he was indeed a level below Lu Kejin in comparison, his strength was absolutely far superior to Lu Kejin’s.

Therefore, as long as Lu Kejin’s strength did not reach the Power of Two Dragons, Changlin could easily sweep him aside.

Generally speaking, when two fighters are evenly matched, another fighter will contemplate how to respond to your attack.

If they are equally matched or if one’s skill is inferior, then choosing to dodge or to retreat strategically is undoubtedly the best option.

However, now Changlin possessed the power to completely overwhelm his opponent. In such a scenario, why would he need to avoid?

When the opponent’s fist came at him, Guo Chuyun and Little Demon on the side were both immensely shocked, while Changlin quickly made his decision.

He abruptly raised his hand and swung his own fist, viciously smashing towards the other’s huge punch.

With a bang, fists collided and a dull sound echoed around them.

Lu Kejin’s face twisted with a sinister intent as he spurred his internal strength, brutally slamming towards Changlin’s fist.

Changlin, naturally, wouldn’t hold back either, so both men exerted their Dark Energy, determined to engage in a forceful showdown.

Nevertheless, Changlin always had the upper hand.

Especially since he practised the Nine Yang Divine Art, a martial practice of supreme hardness and positivity.

When their forces collided, Lu Kejin instantly struggled to breathe, his fist seeming to have struck something as hard as alloy steel.

In truth, given Lu Kejin’s current strength, even if he were really facing a block of alloy steel, he would have shattered it with one strike.

But Changlin’s strength was more than just six thousand catties stronger than his.

Lu Kejin’s strength was indeed powerful, but his bodily strength was at most around twelve thousand catties.

Compared to Changlin, it was far too inferior.

Thus, with just one such solid clash, Lu Kejin was severely injured on the spot.

"Damn it, what on earth is this guy’s background!" At this moment, Lu Kejin was both shocked and frightened, his figure flashed as he quickly retreated.

However, how could Changlin possibly give him a chance.

Now that they had crossed paths, the opponent had to die, "Haha, take this move from me!" With a swift motion, Changlin stomped hard on the ground to harness momentum, charging forward, as his right fist thundered out tremendously.

In contrast to Lu Kejin’s sinister ferocity, Changlin’s punch was more upright and forthright—yet too powerful for Lu Kejin to handle. Lu Kejin quickly raised both hands to parry, but when Changlin expelled his Internal Strength, it instantly shattered Lu Kejin’s arms.