My Ares Son-in-Law

Lu Mang felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his meridians at the same time, causing excruciating pain; his internal organs felt as if they were being violently kneaded by an invisible hand, as if they were about to be crushed into pieces.

Every second, he felt he was one step closer to death, and the despair and helplessness overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

"puff--!"

Lu Mang was in mid-air when he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

The blood, like a fountain, drew a scarlet arc in the air before splashing onto the ground, creating clusters of blood flowers.

He was like a broken sandbag with its string cut, flying backward at an even faster speed than he had come, and crashing hard into the dirty wall deep in the alley.

With a loud "boom," a large crater appeared in the wall, and dust flew everywhere.

Lu Mang's body was embedded in the wall, his limbs hanging limply, as if he had lost all vitality.

The alley was deathly silent, save for Lu Mang's intermittent, painful groans.

The groans grew fainter and fainter, like a candle flame flickering in the wind, as if they might be extinguished at any moment.

He lay limp on the filthy ground like a lump of mud, blood mixed with pieces of internal organs gushing from his mouth, staining the surrounding ground a dark red.

Countless bones in his body were broken, some even piercing through his skin and protruding, making him look extremely pitiful!
Who would have thought that a young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old could completely cripple Lu Mang, who was at the peak of the Dragon Vein Realm and had a small reputation in the ancient city's martial arts world, with just one punch!

This punch seemed to shatter people's conventional understanding of the realm of martial arts, plunging everyone present into deep shock and fear.

Standing opposite Lu Haoxuan and the old man called Uncle Wang, they felt as if their hearts were being gripped tightly by an invisible yet incredibly powerful hand.

That force traveled through their hearts and spread throughout their bodies, almost suffocating and causing them to convulse. Every breath became extremely difficult, as if the air itself had become thin.

They came from a family with a long and distinguished martial arts tradition, and grew up immersed in martial arts from a young age, witnessing countless ruthless moves.

Some of those moves were insidious and cunning, capable of taking lives without warning; others were fierce and powerful, like a storm that was hard to withstand.

However, they had never seen such a domineering, devastating, and almost tyrannical punch!
When that punch was thrown, there was no fancy moves or affectation, no complicated variations, and no illusory shadows to confuse the opponent.

It was like a meteorite falling from the sky, with an unstoppable momentum and earth-shattering power, crashing directly towards its target.

That wasn't some exquisite martial arts technique at all; it was pure, absolute crushing power and speed!
Faced with such absolute power, any skill seems so pale and powerless, and any resistance is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Before they could recover from their utter shock, Xiao Chen had already started walking.

He walked slowly, his steps steady and unhurried, even somewhat leisurely, as if the thrilling battle he had just experienced had nothing to do with him, and he was simply strolling through the street.

His shoes rubbed against the rough cement ground, making a soft, rustling sound that was particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere.

But to Lu Haoxuan and Uncle Wang, the sound was like the death knell, each step striking their hearts heavily, causing their heartbeats to quicken involuntarily, and fear to spread through their hearts like a tide.

They seemed to see Death approaching them step by step with slow but firm steps, and they had nowhere to escape.

Lu Haoxuan suppressed the surging emotions within him and shouted fiercely, though his voice betrayed his inner fear: "You brat! How dare you commit such a heinous act! Do you know what killing someone from my Lu family means?!"

You're digging your own grave!

"Your parents, your friends, even the woman waiting for you at the coffee shop... everyone connected to you will be executed along with you!"

"The Lu family of Gucheng is not someone you, a piece of trash with no connections, can afford to offend!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to intimidate Xiao Chen with the prestige of the Lu family and to gain a sense of security for himself.

However, he was met with a cold, emotionless voice that suddenly rang in Lu Haoxuan's ears like a ghostly call from hell: "You talk too much nonsense."

The voice was icy cold, making Lu Haoxuan feel as if his soul had been frozen.

His face changed drastically in an instant, turning as white as a sheet of paper, devoid of any color.

He didn't even see how the other person moved. Xiao Chen appeared in front of him in an instant, like a ghost. The speed was so fast that he didn't have time to react at all.

"Uncle Wang! Let's attack together!"

"Kill this brat at all costs!"

Lu Haoxuan roared wildly, his voice becoming sharp and piercing with fear, like the cry of an owl.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with despair and madness. He knew that he was now at a critical juncture of life and death, and if he did not fight with all his might, death would be his only fate.

The two men's energy erupted like a volcanic eruption, the surging power like a howling wind, stirring up dust and forming small vortexes.

The aura of a powerful being was released without reservation, and the oppressive force spread outwards like a tangible force, causing the surrounding space to seem to distort.

The trees along the roadside rustled in the wind, and a few withered leaves fell, only to be crushed to dust by the force of the wind before they even hit the ground.

In Lu Haoxuan's view, even if the other party was somewhat strange and had previously displayed astonishing strength, the two Tongtian Realm experts working together were a powerful force capable of shaking a region.

The Heavenly Realm is an extremely high realm in martial arts. Those who reach this realm are all heroes of their time, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

In his mind, the two of them working together were like two towering mountains, enough to obliterate this strange kid into dust, leaving him utterly destroyed without a trace.

"Yes, young master!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the old man known as Uncle Wang, like lightning in a cold night, sending chills down one's spine.

His withered hand trembled slightly inside his sleeve, a movement that was both stealthy and swift, like a venomous snake striking silently in the dark.

A poisoned dagger gleaming with a ghostly blue light slid into his palm like a phantom. The ghostly blue light seemed to be a summons from hell, making one's heart tremble at the mere sight of it.

With a flick of his wrist, the old man sent the short blade slicing through the air in a cunning and ruthless arc, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, carrying a deadly threat, aimed straight for Xiao Chen's throat! (End of Chapter)