Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts-Chapter 5762 Disgusting Looks

“What’s happening?” asked Luo Yanfeng.

When Luo Yanfeng and the others saw that the two Elders were neither from the Luo family nor the Bi family, an ominous feeling crept into their hearts.

With an apathetic expression, one of the Elders said, “We don’t know the exact details. We’re just here to bring Long Chen with us.”

“It’s definitely the Bi family! The thief crying thief!” Luo Yanfeng and the others were outraged.

They might have lacked combat experience, but the fact that the Bi family’s disciples had silently appeared near them on the battlefield made their intentions obvious. Now, they had the audacity to report them?

Righteous indignation burned in the chests of Luo Yanfeng and his comrades.

“This matter involves all of us! We’re going together!” shouted Luo Ying.

The others nodded resolutely. They refused to let Long Chen face this alone.

“Impudence!” One of the Elders shouted coldly. “The affairs of the race are not for juniors like you to interfere in.”

Long Chen waved his hand to stop his comrades. He said, “It’s fine. This is within my expectations. I’ll take a trip with them.”

“Long Chen, you can’t! This is definitely a trap!” cried out Luo Ying.

The Elder seemed to be getting impatient and shouted sternly. “Silence! This isn’t somewhere you can speak! Scram!”

After that, the Elder waved his hand, sending an astral wind that blew Luo Ying backward.

Luo Yanfeng and the others instantly drew their weapons in fury. Just as the Elder was about to scold them, a chilling sensation crawled up his spine. A pair of piercing eyes locked onto him.

Long Chen said, “Do you want to die? If you do, just say the word.”

“You...”

The Elder was both shocked and enraged, but when he tried to speak, he found his voice trembling. A primal fear of death quaked through him.

The other Elder’s expression changed as well. The moment Long Chen released his killing intent, it felt as though an ancient, primordial beast had set its sights on them.

Seeing that the two Elders didn’t dare to make a sound, Long Chen turned to Luo Yanfeng and the others.

Long Chen said, “Go back and rest. When I get back, remember what I said... You understand.”

He was telling them not to expose their true power in front of other people unless they absolutely had to. This was not the first time he had cautioned them.

With that, Long Chen turned and left. Only then did the two Elders finally move, gloomily following after him.

After the Elders were gone, Luo Yanfeng ordered, “We’re going back to recuperate! Recover your strength. When Long Chen comes back, we’ll deal with the matter of the rewards.”

Everyone nodded. Though they worried about Long Chen, they trusted that with the Luo family present, the Bi family wouldn’t be able to do much to him. At most, they might try to provoke him—but without evidence against him, there was little they could do.

...

The Violet Blood Palace remained unchanged from the last time Long Chen had visited, but this time, the number of people present had multiplied. Hundreds of violet-crown Divine Emperors filled the hall.

The atmosphere was heavier than before. The moment Long Chen stepped inside, numerous sharp gazes locked onto him.

The Bi family members were seething. Their teeth gnashed audibly as they glared at him with hatred.

Long Chen also spotted the Luo family members. Luo Zichuan gave him a slight nod—a silent reassurance that with him there, Long Chen had nothing to fear.

Long Chen smiled. With or without Luo Zichuan, fear was never in his nature.

As he strode past the Bi family’s experts, one of them was unable to contain his fury and cursed, “You little bastard, you dare to—”

Pow!

A resounding slap echoed through the palace.

The Elder who had cursed him was sent flying, crashing into a stone pillar.

The power of Long Chen’s slap was so immense that this Elder was flattened, his blood splattering the pillar.

The wet sound of him sliding down the pillar made several people shiver.

Long Chen’s cold voice rang through the hall. “Did your parents never teach you not to curse others? Let me teach you in their place.”

The Bi family experts were stunned. The slap had been too fast, too precise, and too ruthless. Even the race leader's pupils shrank slightly. He had barely caught sight of Long Chen’s movement.

Though he knew that Long Chen’s strength was extraordinary, he had not expected such a terrifying display of speed and power.

While the hall was still reeling from shock, the Bi family’s members erupted in fury. This was a slap in their family’s face.

Some Elders rushed to check on their flattened comrade, whose face was grotesquely deformed. Although there was no risk of death, his bones were broken, and his insides crushed.

Yet Long Chen remained unfazed. He walked forward as if nothing had happened and addressed the race leader.

“Race leader, you wanted to see me?”

The race leader was still smiling, as if nothing in this world could make him angry. Even when he heard this mannerless question, he didn’t get angry.

The race leader nodded. “I did.”

Just as the race leader was about to continue, the fair-faced, middle-aged, feminine man from the Bi family suddenly interjected, “Luo Zichuan, your grandson is so arrogant! He doesn’t care about seniority! Shouldn’t you say something?!”

This was the same man who had previously commented on Long Chen’s “disgusting looks” and lack of trustworthiness. He was the Bi family’s family head, Bi Yingxiong.

Even when Bi Yingxiong interrupted, the race leader’s smile didn’t go away. He merely turned his gaze to Luo Zichuan, as if passing the matter to him.

Now, the Luo family was basically led by Luo Zichuan, so Bi Yingxiong also turned to look at him.

Luo Zichuan regarded Long Chen with a solemn expression and said, “Chen-er’s slap was marvelous. It was untraceable and untrackable. In terms of speed, power, and angle, there is nothing to nitpick. It can even be called flawless.”

“Did I ask you about that?!” raged Bi Yingxiong.

Long Zichuan shrugged. “There’s nothing else to say.”

Long Chen nearly burst into laughter. He hadn’t expected his rigid grandfather to deliver such a humorous remark. Seeing Bi Yingxiong fume made him feel utterly refreshed.

Smirking, Long Chen added, “Family head Bi, why do you look so constipated? Is that the legendary disgusting expression you spoke of last time?”

“Brat, you’re courting death!” Bi Yingxiong roared, his violet crown manifesting.

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Instantly, a violet battle armor appeared around him, unleashing a suffocating pressure that crashed upon Long Chen.

For the first time, Long Chen felt as though he might truly be crushed by sheer aura alone. He nearly summoned the Earth Cauldron.

But before he could act, an even greater force intercepted the pressure. The entire palace trembled.

“Bi Yingxiong, if you want to fight to the death, then I, Luo Zichuan, will gladly accompany you.”