The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 246 - 241: The War Begins

Chapter 246: Chapter 241: The War Begins

Everyone present did not expect that even when facing the peerless talents of the War God List, Long Chen would not slightly conceal his edge.

Even his aura became more captivating.

Xuanyuan Yu’er stared intently at Long Chen, admitting to herself that she was deeply attracted by the Long Chen of this moment.

The fiery-blooded man she had envisioned should be just like Long Chen.

Regardless of who the opponent was, and no matter how strong the enemy, he dared to fight fearlessly.

This is what a true man should be!

The Imperial City Sword God was clearly infuriated by Long Chen’s dominance and immediately shouted, "Young upstart, ignorant of the vast sky and earth, if I don’t teach you a lesson today, you might really think you can belittle and bully your seniors in the Martial Arts World."

"If you want a duel to the death, or just a casual spar, come at me. If Long Chen were afraid of you, I wouldn’t have stepped through these doors tonight."

Long Chen said indifferently.

"Good, very good. Since you seek a fight, I shall grant you one. Let’s take it outside where there’s more space."

The Imperial City Sword God strode meteorically out the door.

Long Chen followed closely behind, also stepping out into the open space.

The guests at the banquet all rushed out to witness the duel.

Xuanyuan Madman looked grave as he jogged to the Imperial City Sword God’s side and quietly said, "Senior, your prestige in the Martial Arts World is unparalleled. If you really duel Long Chen, regardless of win or loss, the one likely to benefit will be Long Chen. It’s not worth it for you."

"You are mistaken," the Imperial City Sword God replied. "In this world, not everything is a matter of profit and loss. I have roamed the world, suppressing countless people, never caring if my opponents were worthy of my action. If I want to strike, I strike, always living as I please. Are you worried I cannot defeat him?"

"No, no," Xuanyuan Madman hastily said. "I’m worried you might accidentally kill Long Chen, which would affect our subsequent plans."

"No matter, you should step back for now," said the Imperial City Sword God.

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Madman stepped back next to Xuanyuan Yu’er.

Xuanyuan Yu’er lightly bit her lip and asked softly, "Grandfather, do you think Long Chen has a chance to win?"

"No chance," Xuanyuan Madman said. "If he survives, that in itself will be a victory.

Yu’er, the Sword God has been a dominant force in the Martial Arts World for over seventy years. Now in his nineties, his cultivation has not declined in the slightest and he has already entered the realm of Martial Arts myth. He is far beyond comparison with mere Martial Arts Grandmasters.

Strong as Long Chen is, he’s only a twenty-something youth. He’s no match against a Martial Arts myth."

"Then the Sword God won’t kill Long Chen, will he?" Xuanyuan Yu’er asked further.

"That, I do not know. It depends on the Sword God’s mood," Xuanyuan Madman said solemnly.

The thoughts of the others were almost unanimous with Xuanyuan Madman’s.

No one believed that Long Chen genuinely had the ability to fight the Imperial City Sword God.

This included Hua Qingfeng, who thought the same.

But Hua Qingfeng dared not harbor thoughts of betrayal because he knew he was under Long Chen’s control. Both their fates were intertwined, their fortunes and losses shared.

If something happened to Long Chen, he too would certainly not survive.

Therefore, at this moment, he only hoped that the Imperial City Sword God would not kill Long Chen.

Long Chen did not need to guess to know the thoughts of the crowd.

But he was uninterested in what anyone thought.

He just wanted to exchange blows with this Martial Arts legend, to gauge the true strength of what was considered a Martial Arts myth.

"Two years ago in that forest, not having a real battle with you was a significant regret. Tonight, it’s time to make up for that missed opportunity. Come on, you old fool, let the battle begin."

Long Chen beckoned with his fingers, his gaze sharp, his demeanor unconcerned.

"Tonight, you might end up crippled."

The Imperial City Sword God’s hand clasped the hilt of the Broken Sword on his back.

With a clang, he abruptly drew the Broken Sword.

The Broken Sword was only two feet long, but as soon as it appeared, its terrifying sword light made it nearly impossible for many people to keep their eyes open.

Long Chen was unaffected and saw the Broken Sword clearly.

It was a sword densely covered with ancient symbols, with an ancient blade and some signs of rust.

Yet the aura it emitted was particularly terrifying.

Long Chen recognized it at a glance; this sword did not belong to the Martial Arts World of the mortal realm, but was a damaged Dao Weapon.

A Dao Weapon was vastly different from ordinary weapons.

Ordinary weapons, at their most powerful, could shave hair and split the toughest stone, which was already the limit.

Dao Weapons, however, were different. Their might and the aura they emitted could captivate the Divine Soul—that meant truly captivate, making one’s blood surge and soul tremble, thereby greatly reducing their combat strength.

It could be said that whoever wielded a Dao Weapon inherently stood on unbeatable ground when dueling someone of a similar level.

"Where does this sword come from?"

Long Chen asked curiously.

He suspected that the Imperial City Sword God knew people from the Cultivation World.

"Where the sword comes from... If you can defeat me, or withstand three strikes from me, I shall tell you truthfully,"

the Imperial City Sword God said confidently, holding the Broken Sword.

Long Chen smiled and responded, "Not to speak of three strikes, I could withstand three hundred from you."

"Arrogant. Behold my sword then."

The Imperial City Sword God made his move.

Boom.

He slashed his sword at Long Chen, and the speed of this strike reached an unbelievable state.

It looked incredibly slow, yet in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Long Chen.

If Long Chen had reacted just a second slower, the sword would have sent him to the heavens.

But Long Chen could not possibly fail to cope with this. Without dodging, he flicked his finger, Spiritual Power coiling around its tip and striking the blade, making a ’tang’ sound.

The Broken Sword, with its slight vibration from the Spiritual Power, caused the Imperial City Sword God’s hand to also tremble.

But Long Chen was also not unscathed; the sword Qi bursting from the ancient blade injured his fingertip, and the finger that made violent contact with the blade went numb instantaneously, losing sensation for a brief moment.

This made Long Chen cautious, not daring to take his opponent lightly.

"Old man, you really do have some skills."

Long Chen started to prepare for battle seriously.

"You are the first person who has dared to catch my sword like this. Young man, you really are divinely gifted, but tonight, you shall not escape your fate."

The Imperial City Sword God let out a low shout, beginning his true assault.

Whistle, whistle, whistle...

The Imperial City Sword God’s figure moved so fast that he became a series of afterimages; his sword Qi crisscrossing, with a murderous aura enveloping Long Chen.

Long Chen channeled his Spiritual Power, instantly turning into the image of a bell that enshrouded him, immovable as a mountain.

No matter how fierce the Imperial City Sword God’s attacks were, he stood his ground steadily.

"Is this the Golden Bell Shield?"

The Imperial City Sword God was slightly shocked.

He had seen many people use the Golden Bell Shield, but never to the extent of Long Chen’s level, which the Imperial City Sword God was witnessing for the first time.

"If you say it’s the Golden Bell Shield, then it is,"

Long Chen replied indifferently.

"Even if it is the Golden Bell Shield, if I want it broken, it must break."

The Imperial City Sword God’s body suddenly leaped up, and then, slashing his sword down fiercely, he shouted, "With this sword, thirty years of power, I will shatter your Golden Bell Shield."

Boom.

As the sword struck down, Long Chen’s Golden Bell Shield vibrated violently, then burst with a loud bang.