Before seeing the person, he saw the hand first. A palm struck, causing heaven and earth to tremble. This was a super powerhouse, striking with a palm that gave Long Chen no chance to dodge.
"It seems you are not qualified to weigh my weight."
Seeing the man slap down with his palm, Long Chen snorted coldly, opened his large hand, and swung his palm to meet the attack. Without the power of vital energy or the brilliance of stars, he simply blocked it with the simplest physical strength.
"Boom!"
The two palms clashed, the void exploded, a ripple spreading out, shattering clouds in all directions, and a figure appeared above Long Chen's head.
It was a long-haired man. He clashed head-on with Long Chen, landing a head-on palm strike. With a loud bang, Long Chen sent him flying backward, flipping three times in the void before quickly steadying himself.
In that strike, although Long Chen hadn't used his bloodline power, this strike was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks. The man did three consecutive somersaults in midair before finally dissolving Long Chen's power. His movement technique was very skillful.
"I have a bit of strength, but not much. If you want to weigh my weight, you're still far from enough." Long Chen looked at the man and said.
"Oh my god, he is Qian Renxue's divine attendant, Yan Beifei." When they saw the man's face clearly, countless people cried out in shock, recognizing his identity.
As the name suggests, a divine attendant is the guard of the divine son or divine maiden. According to the tradition of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, each divine son or divine maiden selects eight powerful disciples to serve as divine attendants.
In the Wind God Sea Pavilion, the Divine Attendant is second only to the Divine Son and Divine Lady, holding a status above all others. Of course, to become a Divine Attendant, one must possess great talent and strength, as well as absolute loyalty to the Divine Son and Divine Lady.
This Yan Beifei was one of the divine attendants of the former goddess Qian Renxue. After Qian Renxue was defeated by Tang Wan'er, he was no longer a divine attendant. However, he always believed that Qian Renxue would soon reclaim his rightful position as goddess.
At the same time, he harbored resentment toward Tang Wan'er and had secretly often tried to trip up Tang Wan'er's faction. Now, upon hearing of Long Chen's arrival, he was the first to come and kill him.
"Such arrogance! Do you know that what I just used was just physical strength? That's my weakest strength. I was afraid that if I made a move, I'd kill you and deliberately test you." Yan Beifei looked at Long Chen and said coldly.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, don't fight him. He is Lord Qian Renxue's divine attendant. As long as you don't intervene, he won't dare do anything to you." Qingxi shouted at Long Chen.
According to the rules of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, divine attendants are powerful and hold a high status. Without permission, they are not allowed to spar privately with disciples.
Divine Attendants can only challenge him; he cannot take the initiative to challenge other disciples, lest he become the stronger one bullying the weak.
Therefore, as long as Long Chen refused to act, Yan Beifei could not force him; otherwise, he would be breaking the cabinet rules and would be punished.
Now, Qian Renxue was no longer a goddess, but her title was still temporarily retained. If she couldn't reclaim her position within a year, she would no longer be a goddess.
Similarly, Yan Beifei is still a divine attendant and continues to enjoy the privileges of a divine attendant. If he dares to break the rules, he might be stripped of his status, which is something he cannot bear.
"So the man Tang Wan'er liked was just a coward." Seeing Qingxi say this, Yan Beifei sneered mockingly.
Long Chen also laughed. Such childish provocation was almost laughable to him. He said calmly,
"From your tone, Wan'er defeated Qian Renxue. Are you not convinced?"
Yan Beifei sneered, "Of course I refuse to accept it. That time, it was just her luck—she managed to win a move or two."
Last month, my lord Qian Renxue challenged her, but she made excuses not to answer, clearly afraid of losing.
What use is delay? In another month, according to the rules of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, she must face the challenge, and then she will be knocked down from her pedestal.
Hmph, a frog at the bottom of a well, daring to covet the goddess's throne? What is Tang Wan'er? She's nothing more than a wild grass from beyond the realm. How could she compare to Qian Renxue, the goddess of heaven? Yan
Beifei's words made Qingxi and the others grit their teeth. Even someone as powerful as Tang Wan'er couldn't escape the fate of being discriminated against, let alone them.
They were fed up with the arrogant attitude of these local powerhouses, but there was nothing they could do. After all, they were lucky to be born in the Tianyuan World.
"Child, your tone is really harsh. Your words make me a bit uncomfortable." Long Chen looked at Yan Beifei and took a deep breath.
"So what if you're not feeling well? What I said is true. In our eyes, you are nothing but a bunch of low-ranking peasants.
Fengshen Sea Pavilion kindly took you in, so you should be grateful. Everything you enjoy originally belonged to us.
To be a dog, you have to act like one; otherwise, you'll just get your legs broken. Whatever we say, you have to listen—keep your mouth shut, your tail tight, understand? Yan Beifei sneered at the corner of his mouth as he spoke and looked at Qingxi and the others.
Clearly, his words were meant for Tang Wan'er's faction, and of course, for all disciples from the outer domain.
Among the disciples present, although most were from the outer domain, they dared not speak out in anger, while the local disciples wore mocking smiles on their faces.
"Clap clap clap clap..."
After Yan Beifei finished speaking, Long Chen reached out and clapped repeatedly, actually applauding Yan Beifei.
"What's wrong?" Do you think I'm right too? Yan Beifei looked at Long Chen with a face full of disdain.
"No, no, no, you keep talking nonsense, it's unbearable. I applaud because your continuous fart actually managed to provoke my anger. That's not easy and deserves applause for you." Long Chen said sincerely.
"Anger?" Hahaha, you have anger too. Fine, if you have the guts, come and fight me! Yan Beifei laughed loudly toward the sky, his attitude extremely arrogant.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, don't. Sister Wan'er led the eight divine attendants deep into the Demon Sea to slay demons. We've already sent her the message. I believe she'll be back soon. Please don't fall for his tricks." Qingxi shouted anxiously.
Although she had witnessed Long Chen's methods before, she always felt that no matter how strong Long Chen was, he was only at the Saint King realm, and could not possibly be a match for Yan Beifei, who was already at the Heavenly Saint level.
"Senior Brother Long Chen, you need to stay calm. He's deliberately provoking you and then hurting you. Don't fall for it." The inner sect disciples also shouted loudly as well.
"But he's already hurt me."
Long Chen looked at Qingxi and the others and shook his head, saying, "Wan'er is my woman. Her enemy is my enemy."
Qian Renxue was left to her, but since she's just her lackey, let me handle it. After
Long Chen finished speaking, he turned to Yan Beifei and said,
"Come on, if I don't convince you today, my name will be written backwards from now on."
Seeing Long Chen agree, Yan Beifei was overjoyed: "Everyone heard it—he's challenging me." "
Buzz"
Yan Beifei's figure flickered, wild winds rose, heaven and earth trembled, and endless wind power erupted, rushing toward Long Chen like lightning.
"Whoosh
." He lunged straight at Long Chen, but as soon as the figure reached Long Chen, he vanished in an instant. People gasped in shock—it was just a remnant.
"Senior Brother Long Chen...
Qingxi and the others exclaimed, shocked to discover that at some point, Yan Beifei had appeared behind Long Chen, his sharp claws stabbing straight at the back of his head.
"Get out of here!"
Faced with this 'strike east and west' move, Long Chen didn't even look back. Purple runes lit up on his palm as he struck fiercely.