Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 951 - 951 911 Strength Restraint

951: Chapter 911 Strength Restraint 951: Chapter 911 Strength Restraint Qian Sheng looked toward Lu Chuan and burst into laughter, “Hahaha, you’re as good as dead!

You, now, are a dying man!

Your wounds will never heal, you’ll bleed to death, and there’s absolutely no chance of you surviving.

Unless, suddenly, you erupt in power and kill me instantly—but obviously, that’s impossible because you’re slower than me!”

He laughed triumphantly, convinced that he held an absolute advantage and that Lu Chuan had no chance of turning the tables and could only await death!

Lu Chuan stood up, his eyes fixed on Qian Sheng.

Next to them, Yuan Gang saw the two engage and immediately became anxious.

“Young Master Lu, you can’t let this bastard gain the upper hand.

Let me help you take this guy down!”

Qian Sheng looked at Yuan Gang with contempt, “Foolish oaf, just sit tight.

Even if you come at me, it would only be to meet your demise.

You couldn’t possibly be my opponent.

You’re not even a warrior of the Martial Saint Realm; you don’t have the qualifications to face me!”

Yuan Gang clenched his jaw tight with infinite resentment.

He clenched his fists and fiercely slammed them onto the ground.

“Is your cultivation directed toward controlling blood?”

Lu Chuan looked at him and asked.

“What’s the problem?

You’re already in a desperate situation, a dying man.

You cannot withstand this terrifying rate of blood loss,” Qian Sheng replied indifferently, his tone full of disdain as he returned to his carefree demeanor.

“Creating wounds to inflict greater damage on the enemy—we’re quite similar in that aspect, aren’t we?”

“However, it’s clear that my power in this respect is stronger than yours,” Lu Chuan said.

Qian Sheng laughed heartily, “It doesn’t matter anymore.

You no longer have any chance to inflict wounds on me, nor will I let you touch me at all.”

“So, don’t have any delusions.

You are definitely going to die, with no chance of rescue,” he said with certainty.

Lu Chuan shook his head slightly, “Haven’t you noticed?

The wound on my thigh has stopped bleeding.”

“Impossible, you’re lying to me!” Qian Sheng said decisively, not believing Lu Chuan’s words.

Lu Chuan walked quickly toward Qian Sheng.

“Is that so?

If you don’t believe me, then let it be.

I’m about to kill you now and let you see for yourself what you’re really worth!”

Immediately after, Lu Chuan lifted his left hand, gathering a cluster of Nine Heavens Profound Fire in his palm.

The dazzling and colorful flames caught Qian Sheng’s attention as soon as they appeared.

“A multicolored flame, what kind of uncanny fire is this?

It exudes a strange aura.”

Qian Sheng kept retreating, his eyes fixated on Lu Chuan’s thigh.

Seeing that indeed no blood was flowing, he began to feel anxious.

“You… you actually stopped the bleeding?”

“I told you so just now, but unfortunately, you didn’t believe it,” Lu Chuan replied.

“Impossible, what did you do?

Once a wound is made, there’s no stopping the bleeding.

What trick did you use?” Qian Sheng demanded.

Yuan Gang, standing to the side, also looked at Lu Chuan with disbelief in his eyes.

“You don’t have the right to know.

Now, let me work on the wounds you’ve created for yourself,” Lu Chuan said.

“I don’t have any wounds.

You bastard didn’t even touch me, let alone injure me!” Qian Sheng retorted.

Lu Chuan looked at his arm and said, “There’s no need for me to inflict wounds.

The ones you’ve made are sufficient.”

Qian Sheng lifted his own arm and suddenly widened his eyes in shock.

He started moving back quickly, watching Lu Chuan with great wariness.

“What are you trying to do to me?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, no need to ask me.”

Shua!

The next moment, Lu Chuan charged toward Qian Sheng.

Qian Sheng believed his abilities were sufficiently elusive and unpredictable.

In combat, his enemies often died of severe bleeding before they could even figure him out.

But now, he faced an even stranger enemy.

To this point, he hadn’t gotten a handle on Lu Chuan—the Uncanny Fire, these bizarre abilities, all seemed incredibly rare and unusual.

His only thought was to flee quickly.

As long as he lived to escape this place, there would still be a chance.

If he couldn’t get away, he was as good as dead!

He turned to run, hurriedly fleeing from Lu Chuan, not daring to face him for another moment.

“Running away?

Weren’t you going to kill me?

Come on!”

Lu Chuan shouted loudly but couldn’t stop Qian Sheng from fleeing.

He rushed away, putting away his Peijian without a second thought of fighting, focusing solely on escape.

He was indeed fast, but as Lu Chuan saw he wouldn’t catch up, he slashed a Sword Qi towards him.

Shua!!!

Sensing the Sword Qi from behind, Qian Sheng quickly dodged to the side.

But in that brief moment, Lu Chuan caught up to him from behind.

Immediately, Lu Chuan threw a Nine Heavens Profound Fire fireball condensed in his left hand toward Qian Sheng!

Shua!

The fireball struck Qian Sheng, who didn’t have time to dodge.

Instinctively, he raised his arms in front to block the burning of the Nine Heavens Profound Fire.

However, the moment Qian Sheng’s left arm wound came into contact with the Nine Heavens Profound Fire, his entire left arm withered instantly, losing all vitality, looking like a dry piece of wood.

“Ahh!!!”

Qian Sheng let out a piercing scream as he looked at his withered arm, his eyes widening with despair.

His right arm was severely burnt as well, turning bright red and dripping with blood.

Following that, Lu Chuan caught up with Qian Sheng and, when he reached him, raised the Soul Terminating Sword in his hand and placed the blade against Qian Sheng’s neck.

“Now, your end is set; your death is certain.”

“Hehehe…

Your strength is indeed remarkable.

Daring to single-handedly face someone from the Nangong family, you are truly not a common opponent.”

“I…

overestimated myself.

I thought, with you entering my turf, you would come under my control.

Never did I expect that you, too, possess no shortage of abilities.”

His complexion was pale, head hung low, seemingly completely deflated and devoid of the will to fight.

Lu Chuan looked at him and said, “I can let you die with dignity, but only if you tell me everything you know.”

“What do you want to know?

Everything about Nangong Qianying?

He’s my close friend, and I don’t want to disclose his information to you.”

“Then you’d better be prepared to endure torture.”

“Bring it on.

In my life, I’ve imposed countless tortures on countless people and tormented innumerable souls.

How could I possibly fear you?”

“Go ahead; let’s see what you’re capable of.”

He said disdainfully, seemingly not taking Lu Chuan’s threat seriously at all.

Lu Chuan sneered, “It seems you’re quite confident you can withstand it.

If that’s the case, then I’ll just take you back and interrogate you slowly.

Prying open your mouth doesn’t seem like a difficult task to me.”

Qian Sheng looked up, his gaze resolute as he faced Lu Chuan, “Then let’s give it a try!”