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"Ling Changhong! You're asking for it!"

Xiang Hu's muscles suddenly bulged and bulged, and it seemed as if an earth dragon was rolling beneath his bronze skin.

The first layer of Qi from the "Primordial Overlord Body Technique" unconsciously seeped out of his body, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

As Xiang Hu's right foot slammed heavily onto the ground, the hard obsidian floor tiles cracked open with a spiderweb-like fissure.

Just as he was about to rush forward.

"Step back."

A deep, hoarse voice rang out.

The crowd parted to make way, and a man who was half a head taller than Xiang Hu slowly walked out.

He wore a gray combat uniform, and his bare arms were covered with hideous scars, each one representing a life-or-death battle with a foreign race on the border.

The newcomer looked to be no more than twenty or thirty years old, but there seemed to be a hint of weariness in his eyes.

It was Xiang Cang, the first genius of the Xiang family in this generation.

"So it's Xiang Cang. I was wondering why the Xiang family was all gone." Ling Changhong's mocking smile deepened.

Xiang Cang ignored his provocation and looked at him calmly: "I am still interested in such an important competition as the Martial God Ladder, and we have an agreement beforehand."

"Very good." Ling Changhong nodded slightly, and the ancient sword at his waist emitted a clear, ringing sound. "I'll be waiting..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a heavy metallic scraping sound.

Buzz—

The alloy doors of the Martial God Ladder Hall slowly slid open to both sides, and the discussions of the hundreds of people inside came to an abrupt halt at that moment, with all eyes turning to the entrance of the doors.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of feet wearing silver combat boots.

Su Qingyuan wore a specially made ice-blue nano battle suit, with energy patterns flowing like a galaxy on the fabric. She also had a divine longsword and various top-grade spiritual artifacts tied to her waist.

Her long hair was casually tied back with a silver ribbon, and her cool and aloof features did not diminish her unparalleled beauty.

Behind Su Qingyuan, Chen Feng wore a relatively low-key black nanotech suit, with the Absolute Armor on his shoulder looking like a divine heavy armor.

Upon seeing the Supreme Armor on Chen Feng's shoulder, Ling Changhong's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword.

silence.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence; even breathing could be heard clearly.

Almost everyone in the Martial God Palace knows that Chen Feng has seized the supreme treasure from the Jueya Ancient Ruins in the Martial God Heavenly Ladder. With the support of the Jueya Armor, Chen Feng's combat power has almost reached the peak of the Heavenly Rank.

He immediately surpassed most of his senior classmates.

As Su Qingyuan, the last to enter, led Chen Feng to the Su family's challenger's seat, Mu Wen immediately gave a wink to the Su family's vassals behind him.

The next second, the people in the Su family's seats completely erupted.

"Absolutely top-tier weaponry! It really is top-tier weaponry!"

"Senior Sister Su is awesome! Chen Feng is awesome!"

"Our Su family also has top-tier experts!"

The younger generation of the Su family members whispered excitedly to each other, their faces beaming with joy.

They understood better than anyone else that possessing a peerless martial artist almost meant that the Su family would completely shed the label of "rich but not strong" and become the true number one family in Gu Yong Shangcheng.

However, apart from the most powerful Su family vassals who were full of passion.

The martial artists from the Ling and Li families stood quietly around their family seats, completely unmoved.

Even Xiang Cang, the young master of the Xiang family who had once helped the Su family, merely leaned on his giant blade and calmly looked at the crowd in front of him.

Just then, Ling Changhong's vassal loudly proclaimed, "What kind of Jueya Armed Forces are you? It's an outdated piece of junk, yet you dare to show off like that."

Ling Changhong also sneered, his fingertips casually brushing against the scabbard of the Han Ying sword at his waist, and the Ling Xiao sword pattern on the sword flashed with a cold light.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a condescending contempt that clearly echoed throughout the entire hall.

"Outdated stuff? You make it sound so easy. To be precise, this thing should be called 'Deadly Armament'... Thirty-seven Heavenly Rank experts and five Desolate Rank seniors, weren't they all exceptionally talented? And what happened? They went in and there wasn't even a bone fragment left."

Ling Changhong took two steps forward.

The sword intent emanating from his body unconsciously pressed down, causing the surrounding air to slightly stagnate: "This wild brat who appeared out of nowhere really thinks receiving its blessing is a good thing?"

"Perhaps the Su family is just grasping at straws in their desperation, who knows?"

"Exactly! Some wild brat who popped up out of nowhere dares to possess deadly weaponry?"

"I don't think he'll live more than a month! This kind of curse is incredibly powerful!"

"Just wait and see what happens!"

Hearing the Ling family's shameless mockery, the Su family warriors were about to retort when Su Qingyuan stopped them with a gesture.

Su Qingyuan slowly stood up, her ice-blue nanosuit shimmering like a galaxy under the lights.

There was no anger on her face; she simply looked at Ling Changhong with a faint, slightly mocking smile playing on her lips.

That smile was both cool and bright, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow.

In an instant, it overwhelmed all the sharpness emanating from Ling Changhong.

"Young Master Ling is so agitated, has he forgotten what happened three years ago?" Su Qingyuan said with amusement.

One sentence instantly turned the face of Ling Changhong, the young master of the Ling family, ashen.

"The fact that my junior brother was able to come out alive from the deepest part of the ancient ruins and even have the Jueya Armed Forces willingly acknowledge him as their master shows that he is at least stronger than those who don't even dare to try."

Su Qingyuan did not stop. She took a step forward, looking directly at the young masters and vassals of the four major families in front of her, her tone still calm.

"And your prized Lingxiao Sword Technique is nothing but child's play in front of the Jueya Armor."

As soon as the words were spoken, the Su family warriors erupted in a deafening cheer, each one holding their heads high, their eyes filled with pride and disdain as they looked at the Ling family.

"Senior Sister Su is right!"

"Anyone who dares to touch Chen Feng is going against the Su family!"

"Cut off the Ling family's spiritual energy supply! Let's see how arrogant they can be then!"

Xiang Cang leaned on his giant blade, a rare smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, Li Buyan, the young master of the Li family, leisurely sipped his spiritual tea, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

At this moment, Ling Changhong gripped the sword hilt tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Because everything Su Qingyuan said was true.

He was jealous of Chen Feng, jealous that he was able to obtain the ultimate weapon;

However, he was also afraid of the Su family, afraid that the Su family would really cut off the Ling family's resource supply.

"Very well, very well indeed!" After a long silence, Ling Changhong finally managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth, his eyes so sinister they could drip water. "Su Qingyuan, on the Martial God Ladder Ranking, I will show you what true strength is. A wild brat who relies on external aids will never amount to anything!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly and looked at the alloy doors of the hall that were slowly opening again.