"Look at you sticking your butt out. I knew you were going to pull a few dung balls. Playing this with me?" No matter how sharp your mouth is, I'll smash your crap out and feed you it. Long Chen had long noticed that guy was not behaving and had prepared the Thunder Sword, just waiting for him to curse him.
But the thunder sword pierced through the man's mouth, shattering his jaw. His whole body was charred by the shock, and he instantly lost consciousness.
The group was so terrified they dared not make a sound, dragging their wounded companions away. They came in fierce and fled, leaving in utter disarray.
"I just don't get it. Are you all kids? Is it fun to play such a low-level provocation game?
Wouldn't it be better to have that time to focus on cultivation? Wasting precious time on something like this—you guys are really wealthy. Long Chen looked at Yu Qianxue with some helplessness.
Only then did Yu Qianxue recover from Long Chen's ruthless tactics and snorted coldly, "Don't speak so old-fashioned, acting like you're so mature. This world is full of conflicts, no matter where you are."
Only through constant struggle can you realize your value; through constant competition, you can know if you're outstanding. Life is a stage—if you don't know how to show yourself, you'll end up living an ordinary life. "
A mediocre life?"
Long Chen smiled bitterly and said, "How I wish I could live an ordinary life!" "
You're so young and already saying such useless things. If you were a member of the royal family, you would have been exiled long ago.
As a royal disciple, inheritor of the Jiuli bloodline, and a believer in the Vermilion Bird spirit, he absolutely could not say such a pathetic thing.
Royal bloodline is a symbol of nobility. If we royal disciples don't work hard, how can we defend the country and the people of the empire? Yu Qianxue said.
"The idea is good, but such childish competition—do you really expect to train a true strongman?" That was simply the biggest joke.
The flowers in the greenhouse looked thriving, but after a bitter frost, the ground was left in ruins, and not a single one could stand upright. Long Chen said disdainfully.
"Nonsense! Are you showing contempt for our royal family?" Yu Qianxue shouted angrily.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. If I did, you wouldn't understand. Honestly, you're not a bad person, so I can at least consider you a friend.
But I don't want you to use me, and I don't want to get involved in the struggles between you princes and princesses. If things go wrong, your royal family could be soaked in blood.
After all, my goal is to marry Qingxuan, not to get involved in your messy affairs, so things won't spiral out of control. Long Chen said seriously.
If this continues, Long Chen will lose his temper and kill a few princes and princesses. That would be a disaster. If that happened, marriage would fail and he would become an enemy.
Long Chen came to the Vermilion Bird Empire to lay low and quietly enjoy a few days of peace, not wanting to keep fighting and killing. But now, it seems the situation is about to get dragged into conflict again.
"You're so arrogant, making the royal family bleed like rivers?" Heh! Yu Qianxue sneered.
Long Chen glanced at Yu Qianxue and chuckled, saying nothing. Sometimes being naive is also a kind of strength; he didn't even get the chance to be naive.
Yu Qianxue led Long Chen down a long corridor. Along the way, they saw many royal disciples. When they looked at Long Chen, they couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. Clearly, they had heard of him before.
But these people's eyes were either cold, contemptuous, or tinged with hostility—in any case, hardly any were friendly.
The royal disciples are divided into factions, and the royal family also has collateral branches. These disciples are basically already in battle teams, supporting the princes and princesses they favor.
In fact, this was also a trial for royal disciples, to see if their judgment was correct.
The elder generation of royal powerhouses basically didn't interfere in the disputes between princes and princesses, letting them develop as they pleased.
Yu Qianxue was proud and aloof, not good at socializing, and didn't know how to win people's hearts. Aside from her strength, she didn't have any other special skills.
So, aside from some personal guards and trusted followers she recruited, Yu Qianxue had no royal disciples to support her, even less than Zhu Yifeng. At least two royal disciples were willing to support her and were close to her, while Yu Qianxue didn't have a single one.
Long Chen, Zhu Yifeng, and Yu Qianxue arrived at a large gate. There were dedicated personnel checking their nameplates and taking notes before opening the gate.
When the gate opened, an ancient, desolate atmosphere greeted him. It was a huge plaza, filled with various equipment.
This was a specialized place for testing physical strength and training strength. All kinds of equipment were engraved with dragon-shaped patterns, exuding a heavy aura—all ancient objects.
"This is the unique Dragon Power Training Ground of our Vermilion Bird Empire. It's a place for cultivators with the strongest physical bodies to train. The unit of weight here is measured in dragon power—one dragon power equals the maximum strength of a Dragon King.
One dragon power equals 300,000 jun, 1 jun equals 300,000 shi, one shi equals 300,000 jin. Here, the jin is roughly equal to the mortal realm's jin, almost the same.
You are an ascendant from the mortal realm, so you should have a general idea, right? Yu Qianxue said.
"What does that mean? You want to ask me, how many jin is one dragon strength? Long Chen rolled his eyes. How the hell does this count? I guess Xia Chen and Guo Ran can figure it out right away, but he's better off than not.
The weight of the Immortal Realm is often calculated by stone. The 'stone' refers to the unique amethyst granite of the Immortal Realm, which is dense and easy to cut, making it a common building material. Its material is almost identical everywhere—one foot square amethyst granite weighs exactly 300,000 jin.
In the mortal realm, one jun of Long Chen equals 300,000 jin, while in the immortal realm, one jun is 300,000 shi. The unit of measurement has changed.
One dragon's power equals 300,000 jun, which is impossible to calculate when converted to the mortal realm's jin—the difference is simply too great.
Long Chen and his two companions arrived. Hundreds of experts were already training here. A strong cultivator held a short staff as thick as an egg and about a foot long, practicing a horse stance. His thighs trembled, veins bulging on his forehead, as if bearing an extremely terrifying weight, as if his body was about to be crushed.
"Big brother, the short stick in that person's hand weighs as much as one dragon's strength, and it's the smallest weight here.
He could hold it for several breaths in a horse stance, which was already impressive.
Anyway, I can't do it. At most, I can hold it for one breath's time. Any longer, my body won't be able to handle it, and the compressed qi and blood will tear through my meridians.
He could hold out for so long, and his greatest strength should be around the Three Dragon Powers, and his physical body was extremely powerful. Zhu Yifeng looked at the man with some admiration.
Long Chen looked at Yu Qianxue and asked, "What is your maximum power?" Yu
Qianxue said calmly, "Our Vermilion Bird royal family is not known for its physical strength, and I can only reach a small amount of Ten Dragon Power. I just wonder how much Dragon Power you have, and I'm really looking forward to it." Although
Yu Qianxue's words were calm, everyone could hear the pride in her tone. For a woman to possess ten dragon powers is probably one of the few in the entire Vermilion Bird Empire.
"Big brother, you haven't tested it yet. Try a Dragon Strength first. This thing is terrifyingly heavy; one wrong move and you'll get hurt." Zhu Yifeng was actually very kind, afraid that Long Chen, for the sake of saving face, would directly challenge Ten Dragon Power, which would end up hurting and making a fool of himself, so he led Long Chen to the front of the One Dragon Power stage.
Long Chen patted Zhu Yifeng on the shoulder. This kid is really something—growing up in a ruthless environment and still having a kind heart—it's really not easy.
Looking at the pole, a look of anticipation appeared on Long Chen's face. After so many years, he finally had the chance to test his strength. He reached out and slowly reached out to grab the pole.