The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 247 - 242 Both Sides Suffer

Chapter 247: Chapter 242 Both Sides Suffer

As the Golden Bell Shield shattered, the Imperial City Sword God’s Broken Sword reached Long Chen’s heart in the blink of an eye.

This move was extremely ruthless; a typical Martial Arts master would certainly be doomed.

Long Chen reacted swiftly, reaching out with one hand and striking the flat of the Broken Sword at an extremely tricky angle.

Boom.

The collision of two massive forces was especially terrifying.

Instantly, Long Chen’s arm trembled violently as he felt the horrifying Sword Power coursing through his arm, about to strike his internal organs.

His expression changed slightly as he hurriedly circulated his Spiritual Power, blocking most of the Sword Power, but some still penetrated his organs, causing a certain impact.

At that moment, Long Chen groaned, his throat sweetened, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he forcibly held it back.

Looking at the Imperial City Sword God, he was also suffering and barely holding back from vomiting blood.

"Again."

Long Chen advanced instead of retreating, taking the initiative to attack.

This action made everyone’s scalp tingle.

In the Great Xia Martial Arts World, young people who dared to engage the Imperial City Sword God were rare as a phoenix’s feathers, almost unseen.

Long Chen was probably the first.

The Imperial City Sword God, angered, battled fiercely with Long Chen.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves, with no clear superior.

Xuanyuan Madman, a cunning figure, sensing the unfavorable situation, quickly seized the opportunity to step forward, placing himself between them, and loudly said, "Sword God, Long Chen, stop fighting. If you keep this up, I fear my house will be demolished by you two. No more fighting."

Everyone understood that Xuanyuan Madman’s intervention aimed to stop the fight and give both sides a way out.

Because Xuanyuan Madman saw that Long Chen’s combat power was completely on par with the Imperial City Sword God, continuing the fight could have major consequences if the Sword God accidentally lost.

Stopping the fight now, although it let Long Chen steal the limelight, it was also timely damage control, preventing any excessively difficult outcomes.

The Imperial City Sword God, a person of his stature, naturally understood what Xuanyuan Madman was thinking.

But he indeed did not want to continue the fight.

"Long Chen, for someone of your young age to possess such combat power is truly unprecedented. May I ask, who is your mentor?"

The Imperial City Sword God stared at Long Chen and asked seriously.

"Who my mentor is, remains a secret; I cannot tell you," Long Chen responded indifferently.

"Dragon Palace’s Hall Master? From the look of your Martial Arts, it doesn’t seem to come from the Dragon Palace."

The Imperial City Sword God pressed directly.

Long Chen’s expression darkened, "You know about the Dragon Palace?"

"Young man, I know far more than you can imagine. Let’s call off this fight for now. In the future, if there’s a chance, you and I will have a battle to the death, to see who is superior," the Imperial City Sword God said solemnly.

His words indirectly acknowledged that Long Chen’s combat power was not weaker than his, a figure from the War God List.

This made everyone around shiver, looking at Long Chen with a completely different gaze.

Hua Qingfeng was trembling with excitement, feeling thankful that he had chosen to submit on the day he was suppressed by Long Chen.

Looking at it now, his decision to be a dog did not seem to be a wrong one.

"Then we shall fight another day."

Long Chen spoke indifferently.

"Master, shall we leave?"

"Yes."

Long Chen nodded lightly, and left the scene with Hua Qingfeng.

"Yu’er, go send off Young Master Long."

Xuanyuan Madman whispered to Xuanyuan Yu’er.

"Okay."

Xuanyuan Yu’er immediately ran out, catching up with Long Chen’s steps.

As Long Chen left, the Imperial City Sword God could no longer hold back, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his complexion pale, causing an uproar among the crowd.

"Sword God, Sir, are you... are you alright?"

Xuanyuan Madman paled with shock.

He found it hard to believe that the nearly invincible Sword God had actually been injured and was spitting blood.

"It’s nothing serious," the Imperial City Sword God spoke gravely. "This young man’s combat power is truly rare throughout the ages. Given time, no one in the Martial Arts World will be able to check him. We must eliminate him before he can grow stronger, otherwise, the trouble will be endless."

...

Outside, Xuanyuan Yu’er accompanied Long Chen all the way to the doorway.

Once at the door, Long Chen said to Hua Qingfeng, "You go back to the Martial Alliance."

"Yes."

Hua Qingfeng didn’t dare disobey and immediately left on his own.

Long Chen took a deep breath and looked at Xuanyuan Yu’er. "No need to see me off, you should go back."

Xuanyuan Yu’er gazed at Long Chen and whispered, "I’ll see you home, don’t worry, regardless of what my grandfather or the Imperial City Sword God thinks of you, I bear you no ill will."

"Suit yourself."

Long Chen walked forward.

Once they were away from the Xuanyuan family, Long Chen could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xuanyuan Yu’er was startled and hurriedly supported Long Chen. "Are you... are you alright?"

"I’m fine." Long Chen waved his hand, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "The reputation of the Imperial City Sword God is indeed well-deserved, but even though I am injured, I firmly believe that he must have also suffered a serious internal injury."

"I really don’t understand why people in the Martial Arts world can’t simply devote themselves to Martial Arts. Why must you fight each other to the death over some gains?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er bit her lip, her eyes complicated.

"It’s not that I want to fight with others, it’s that others force me to defend myself," Long Chen said softly.

Xuanyuan Yu’er heard this and said nothing.

But seeing Long Chen spitting blood somehow made her feel inexplicably heartbroken.

Thinking carefully, Long Chen was indeed the passive party.

Lately, too many people have been after the Dragon Doctor.

Now even the Imperial City Sword God has involved himself, not only wanting Long Chen’s corporations but also targeting the Dragon Palace behind him.

However, both her grandfather and the Imperial City Sword God want to use Long Chen as a pawn, not realizing that this pawn is not something they can control.

It can be said that Long Chen’s performance tonight was extraordinary. After this battle, Qianzhou will have one more high-ranking member on the War God List.

From now on, anyone who wants to mess with Long Chen will have to seriously weigh whether they have the capability.

"Miss Xuanyuan, you can go back now. Really, there’s no need for you to accompany me. I appreciate your kindness," Long Chen said.

"I’ll accompany you home."

She reached out and took Long Chen’s arm, insisting with her actions.

Long Chen was surprised. "I’m not so weak as to need such help."

"It’s okay, I’ll support you as we walk."

Xuanyuan Yu’er said softly, stubbornly.

She seemed unaware that her voluptuous body was pressing against Long Chen’s arm.

Long Chen’s heart stirred, he glanced down and then held back his words.

"What’s wrong? If you want to say something, just say it. Don’t look at me like that, okay?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er glared at Long Chen.

"Cough, I was thinking, perhaps our proximity is a bit too close?"

Long Chen desperately hinted at the closeness between certain parts of her body and his arm.

Xuanyuan Yu’er glanced down, then reacting, her face turned red and she hastily shifted her body slightly. Yet, she still didn’t let go of Long Chen’s arm and continued to support him.

The two walked on in silence, occasionally still brushing against each other unavoidably.

Each time, Xuanyuan Yu’er’s heart would flutter, her mind filled with wild thoughts, and even some images surfaced that she found difficult to articulate.