My Ares Son-in-Law

But this breath came quickly and left quickly, just for a moment, like a flash of flower, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. If it weren't for someone who happened to live nearby and had a keen sense, it would be difficult to capture this fleeting abnormality.

In the room, Sun Chengye's eyes were wide open with an almost crazy excitement flashing in his eyes, and the joy on his face was like a flood that broke through the dam, spreading wantonly.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he felt no pain at all. It was because at this moment, he could truly feel the surging power in his body that was about to burst out.

"I finally broke through!" Sun Chengye's lips trembled slightly as he muttered to himself, his voice full of ecstasy and pride of finally getting what he wanted after being suppressed for a long time.

For countless days and nights, he sweated profusely and persevered in the training room, experiencing countless painful tortures and difficult breakthroughs. Now, he has finally successfully stepped into a new realm of high-level Tianhe Realm.

At this moment, Sun Chengye felt as if he had the divine power to change the world, and the entire world was under his control.

When he thought of the life-and-death duel with Xiao Chen, his eyes instantly became sinister and ferocious, like a wolf choosing its prey, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up into a hideous and twisted smile.

Deep in his heart, he has long been certain that he has been reborn, and defeating Xiao Chen is just a piece of cake. He will be able to avenge his previous humiliation and make Xiao Chen pay a heavy price for his past actions.

Just when Sun Chengye was immersed in the wonderful fantasy of imminent victory and couldn't extricate himself, a rapid and violent knock on the door suddenly sounded like thunder, instantly waking him up from his sweet dream.

"Who?" Sun Chengye asked in a vigilant voice. At the same time, he flashed and quickly took a defensive posture. His muscles were tense, ready to deal with unknown threats at any time. "It's me, Yin Zhong."

A low and hoarse voice came from outside the door, as if it came from the Netherworld. When Sun Chengye heard it, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and his tense body relaxed. He quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

Yin Zhong was seen wearing a loose black robe that seemed to be able to swallow the light, making him look like a ghost hidden in the darkness.

He stood upright at the door, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, shooting straight into Sun Chengye's eyes, as if he could see through every thought in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "The time has come, it's time to go to the competition."

When Sun Chengye heard this, a flash of impatience flashed across his eyes, and he nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, I'll pack up and leave right away!"

Sun Chengye quickly put his clothes in order, reached out and picked up the weapon that was flashing with a cold light beside him, and followed Yin Zhong out of the room.

Today was the critical moment that would decide the outcome of the life and death battle between him and Xiao Chen. The flame of revenge in his heart had already been burning fiercely, and he couldn't wait to completely devour Xiao Chen and realize his long-cherished ambitions.

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The sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight was like thousands of sharp swords that had been polished to an extremely sharp edge. It penetrated the thick clouds unhindered and poured down on the competition site with an overwhelming force.

This venue, which was specially built for this life-and-death duel, was like an ancient and solemn huge Colosseum, with the audience seats surrounding it in a circular pattern, and each layer was densely packed with people. At this moment, the crowd was gathering like ants, and the noise was like a surging wave, one wave higher than the other, constantly impacting this world.

The shouts and discussions that came one after another intertwined together, creating an exciting and tense atmosphere, as if a storm that would shake the world was about to roar up here.

Xiao Chen was wearing a simple black suit that fit him well. The corners of his clothes fluttered gently in the wind, making him look as tall and straight as a pine tree. He walked steadily and powerfully, each step was firm and determined, and he slowly stepped into the competition site.

As soon as he entered the arena, his sharp eyes scanned the area quickly and accurately like a searchlight. As expected, the masters of the Oracle Sect and the God Society had already arrived. They were dressed in different costumes, but all of them exuded a cold aura of having been through many battles.

Sun Huowang was also in the crowd, talking in a low voice with a few people beside him. These people gathered in groups of three or five, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, with an arrogant look of determination to win, as if the victory of this competition had already been won by them.

In the front row of the VIP seats, Shen Lingling was wearing a fiery red long dress. The flaming hem of the skirt seemed to be given life, fluttering freely in the breeze, just like a blazing flame, flamboyant and eye-catching.

Shen Yushan, who was standing beside her, was dressed in a dark robe. He looked like an iceberg that had not melted for a thousand years. His expression was stern and his eyes were as cold as frost. He looked down at the whole place from a high position, as if everything in the world was under his control and disdain.

When Shen Lingling's eagle-like sharp eyes caught Xiao Chen's figure, a hint of sinisterness flashed across her eyes, which were already somewhat sharp, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, making people shudder.

Then, she raised her mouth into a mocking sneer that seemed to freeze the air. She deliberately stretched out her arm and made an exaggerated provocative gesture towards Xiao Chen. The movement was so large that it attracted the attention of many people around her.

Her eyes were icy cold, like the ice and snow in the cold winter, as if silently declaring: Xiao Chen, your fate has long been determined, the shadow of death is now following you, approaching you step by step, and no one can save you.

Xiao Chen was like a sharp cheetah, and he caught this scene instantly. He raised his head slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile full of disdain.

This smile showed both contempt for Shen Lingling's childish and provocative behavior and absolute confidence in his own strength.

He knew clearly in his heart that the Oracle Sect and the gods behind these two people would have ill intentions and try to kill him through this competition. But how could he take these things seriously?
He shook his head gently and walked towards the circular arena. The arena was paved with extremely hard bluestone, each piece of which was polished smooth and flat. After years of sedimentation, it exuded an ancient and heavy atmosphere.

The diameter of the arena is a hundred meters, like a huge disc lying across the center of the venue.

In such a vast space, even if the masters of Tianhe Realm were to fight with all their strength, on this huge stage, with their exquisite body movements and powerful strength, they would not be knocked out of the stage at the moment of the fight, leaving both sides with ample room to maneuver and display their tactics.

Xiao Chen stepped onto the ring steadily, his steps as steady as Mount Tai. He looked calm, and took out a cigarette from his pocket without any haste, and lit it with a lighter with skillful movements. (End of this chapter)