The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms - Chapter 476

Chapter 476: Chapter 473: In the Palm of the Hand_1

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“Yang, Yang Chen…” Mo HuaWu stared intently, her gaze fixed on the man in front of her, her body tense, as if she couldn’t believe her own eyes.

Indeed, she could hardly believe her eyes when Yang Chen appeared at this moment, and with a single grab, he pulled her behind his broad shoulders. In this instant, she felt incredibly reassured and peaceful. It was as if everything was enough with this man in front of her.

“It’s Yang Chen!”

“Yang Chen!”

In an instant, those Yanhua Pool disciples who hadn’t surrendered became excited, as if their savior had arrived.

Yang Chen, on the other hand, seemed amused, shrugging his shoulders, glancing at the Ziyang Sect people, and finally fixing his gaze on Long Huaruo, the culprit behind all of this.

Seeing Yang Chen appear and considering his previous reputation, the many Ziyang Sect disciples were all frightened and shrank back. They had all heard of Yang Chen’s fame, and Yang Chen’s strength simply crushed them. Yang Chen told them not to move, and they dared not move.

Yuan Shaoyang was no exception. After his last defeat, he still thought he could catch up to Yang Chen, but after hearing about Yang Chen’s series of achievements and his current Half-step Yuan Martial Realm, which was far beyond his own Martial Arts Cultivation, Yuan Shaoyang knew that the gap between him and Yang Chen could not be bridged or narrowed.

This filled Yuan Shaoyang with frustration and powerlessness, and at least now, as he looked at Yang Chen, there was no longer any thought of fighting on in his heart. He said fearfully, “Yang Chen, you… you!”

Long Huaruo was also genuinely startled.

There was no way around it; Yang Chen’s name was too dazzling, too attention-grabbing.

However, Long Huaruo quickly scolded, “What are you all afraid of? This place has been poisoned by us, and as long as Yang Chen doesn’t have an antidote, he’ll be just like the others—a waste that has lost all True Qi. Face a waste, and fear nothing.”

Upon hearing this, the people of Ziyang Sect, including Yuan Shaoyang, were instantly delighted.

Yes, this area had been filled with Poison Mist, and as soon as Yang Chen set foot in it, he would be like the girls of Yanhua Pool. As long as he hadn’t entered the Yuan Martial Realm, it would be useless.

And indeed, Yang Chen had not entered the Yuan Martial Realm.

It was then that Mo HuaWu remembered this and, realizing Yang Chen’s situation with no True Qi, said anxiously, “Yang Chen, run away quickly! Don’t worry about us!”

“Run, huh? Where would I run to?” Long Huaruo said coldly, “Yang Chen, all the people of Yanhua Pool see you as their dream lover. But in my view, you’re nothing special. How foolish of you to step into this place without understanding the surrounding environment!”

Her words were filled with deep disdain.

If she could, Long Huaruo had also thought of trying to seduce Yang Chen.

Unfortunately, what cannot be obtained is always sour, and Long Huaruo knew that it was impossible for her and Yang Chen. She didn’t mind destroying Yang Chen’s reputation with her words and actions.

Yang Chen, on the other hand, didn’t seem afraid at all and yawned, “Long Huaruo, are you so sure that I’ve been poisoned?”

Hearing Yang Chen’s words, Long Huaruo and the others were indeed startled, but Long Huaruo quickly regained her composure and shouted, “Yang Chen, don’t think it’s so easy to scare me.”

“Huaruo, be cautious,” Yuan Shaoyang couldn’t help but remind her.

“What’s there to be afraid of? Shaoyang, have you forgotten? The Yanhua Pool’s female disciples also have high Martial Arts Cultivation, but as long as they take a breath, they lose all their True Qi. You should know the effectiveness of the poison. Now it’s just Yang Chen, what are you afraid of? Just do it!” Long Huaruo said.

Yang Chen smiled and said, “Yeah, Yuan Shaoyang, you can try it.”

Yuan Shaoyang swallowed hard, and though his heart was filled with fear, he gathered up the senior and junior brothers around him and shouted, “Attack! Kill Yang Chen!”

In an instant, the disciples all made their move.

At that moment, the corners of Yang Chen’s mouth curled up, and with a sudden swipe of his hand, a flash of Intertwined Thunder followed. In the blink of an eye, screams rang out one after another. All the Ziyang Sect disciples, except for Yuan Shaoyang, were dead on the spot.

Yuan Shaoyang was still alive, but only because Yang Chen had deliberately “taken care” of him.

“You!”

“You!”

Long Huaruo and Yuan Shaoyang were both stunned.

Especially Long Huaruo, who exclaimed, “Impossible, how is this possible? Yang Chen, why weren’t you poisoned?”

“Poisoned?” Yang Chen shook his head.

How could he describe this? Being poisoned was almost impossible for him, right?

The Poison Mist was indeed very powerful, but it was a trivial matter for him to break free from it and eventually create an antidote. It wouldn’t even take long. Of course, even the seemingly insignificant antidote in his eyes was still a high-achievement poison to Long Huaruo.

Unable to understand, Yang Chen didn’t bother to explain and leisurely looked at Long Huaruo and Yuan Shaoyang, “You two seem to be quite close. So, who should I kill first?”

Upon hearing these words, Long Huaruo didn’t hesitate and turned to run.

Yuan Shaoyang, standing to the side, was shocked and turned pale, unable to believe this was reality. Long Huaruo actually abandoned him and decisively fled? Was this really Long Huaruo?

The Long Huaruo he knew clung to him, was very fond of him, and even blindly worshiped him, right?

Yang Chen didn’t hurry to chase after Long Huaruo, but just looked at Yuan Shaoyang, who was dumbfounded and disbelieving, and said with a smile, “I bet you’re shocked that Long Huaruo has abandoned you without a care.”

Yuan Shaoyang struggled to turn his head, looking at Yang Chen with a pair of painful eyes.

Yes, the pain was real.

One was the pain of disbelief, and the other was the pain of facing imminent death.

Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders, speaking calmly, “What makes you think you’re special? And what charm do you think you have that could attract Long Huaruo to cling to you so desperately? Obviously, you have nothing. How sad, Yuan Shaoyang. I still remember the grudge against you, and what I hate the most is when someone threatens me with my sister’s situation. So, I didn’t plan to let you go!”

“Yang Chen, don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!” Yuan Shaoyang cried out in pain.

Without a second thought, Yang Chen grabbed him with one hand, thunder and lightning intertwined, and Yuan Shaoyang’s body, emitting black smoke, fell to the ground.

As for Yang Chen, he glanced into the distance and said leisurely, “I’ll go after Long Huaruo and bring her back. You all wait here for a while.”

From the moment Long Huaruo fled, he hadn’t gone after her because, in his opinion, letting her run away for a while and standing there unmoving were almost the same. It didn’t matter because she was still in the palm of his hand!