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The battle instantly reached a white-hot stage!

With their Bloodlines activated, the level of combat between the two of them surged.

Jin Wu turned into a true bolt of golden lightning, his speed so fast that he left trails of afterimages.

His attacks were like a torrential storm, each strike containing the terrifying power to tear through dragon scales.

Chen Zhan, meanwhile, was like a human-shaped dragon. His fist winds whistled, and dragon-shaped Qi surged and roared as he used offense as defense, clashing head-on with Jin Wu.

”Golden Peng Sky-Rending Claw!”

”Sacred Dragon Heaven-Breaking Punch!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The intense sounds of collision were like thunder. Energy shockwaves constantly spread out, kicking up dust that filled the sky.

However, as time passed, the effects of the Bloodline suppression began to manifest.

Jin Wu’s speed allowed him to always avoid Chen Zhan’s heavy blows, while his own attacks could continuously leave wounds on Chen Zhan’s body.

Though Chen Zhan’s dragon scale defense was strong, under Jin Wu’s Golden Peng power—which carried armor-piercing attributes—it began to constantly shatter and peel off.

More and more wounds appeared on Chen Zhan’s body. Blood stained his robes, and his breathing became heavy.

Although his counterattacks were still fierce, he was clearly starting to struggle. His steps were no longer as steady as they had been at the beginning.

On the high platform, the hearts of Chen Xiao and several Chen Clan Elders tightened. Their faces were full of worry, and their eyes revealed bitterness and helplessness.

”Is it still not enough?” an Elder murmured, his voice hoarse.

”The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bloodline suppresses our clan’s dragon blood too much...” another Elder clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

A feeling of unwilling resentment spread through their hearts.

Was the long-standing Chen Clan really going to lose three matches in a row before their arch-rivals and lose all face?

Were they going to hand over the vital Source Stone Vein just like that?

The Chen Family Disciples below had also gradually fallen silent.

They watched Chen Zhan fighting a bloody battle in the field, watched him gradually fall into a disadvantage, and the hope in their hearts sank bit by bit.

The shouts that had previously encouraged Chen Zhan vanished, replaced by an oppressive sense of suffocation.

In contrast, the Jin Clan Disciples became increasingly arrogant.

”Look! That Chen Zhan can’t hold on anymore.”

”Big Brother Jin Wu, give it more effort and kill him.”

”What ’number one of the Chen Clan’? Before our Jin Clan’s Divine Peng, he’s nothing but a clay chicken or a pottery dog.”

”Who else in the Chen Clan can fight? Hurry up and admit defeat, so you don’t suffer more humiliation.”

All sorts of jeers and provocations were like poisonous thorns, constantly pricking the Chen Family Disciples.

The Chen Family Disciples’ faces were flushed with indignation. Their chests heaved violently, and their eyes burned with the flames of anger, but they were powerless to refute.

Anger without strength appeared so pale and laughable at this moment.

”It’s over! Chen Zhan!”

Jin Wu spotted a flaw when Chen Zhan failed to recover his breath in time. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and with a flap of his wings, his speed soared to the limit, appearing at Chen Zhan’s side as if teleporting.

”Golden Peng Dragon-Wrestling Technique, Sky-Tearing Wing!”

The golden light wings behind him were like two heavenly sabers, slashing out in a cross. Carrying a will that could tear through anything, they slammed heavily into Chen Zhan’s hastily raised arms.

Crack!

An ear-grating sound of bone breaking rang out.

Pfft!

Chen Zhan sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

His entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground dozens of meters away. He struggled a few times but was actually unable to get up for a moment.

Jin Wu did not let up. His figure flashed, appearing beside Chen Zhan like a ghost.

Under the gazes of the Chen Clan members, whose eyes were nearly splitting from rage, he raised his foot and stomped heavily on Chen Zhan’s face.

Bang!

Chen Zhan’s head was stomped into the ground.

”Hahaha!” Jin Wu laughed wildly, his posture arrogant and unrivaled. ”This is the number one of the Chen Clan’s younger generation? That’s all you’ve got! Under my, Jin Wu’s, foot, you’re just like a dead dog.”

He ground his foot down with force, the humiliation palpable.

”Where’s your Chen Clan’s Primordial Purple Radiance Ancestral Dragon Bloodline? Why aren’t you roaring anymore? Get up! Squirm like a loach for me to see!”

The Jin Clan Disciples erupted into earth-shaking laughter and cheers.

”Stop!”

”Jin Wu! You dare!”

The Chen Clan members were completely enraged. Several Elders’ hair and beards bristled as they shook with fury. The younger Disciples were even more furious, wishing they could rush up and fight to the death.

However, limited by the rules, they could only watch helplessly.

In the midst of this extreme anger and humiliation, a cruel look flashed across Jin Wu’s face, and he suddenly exerted force with his foot.

Crack!

A heart-wrenching snapping sound rang out.

Jin Wu had actually used a single stomp to break one of Chen Zhan’s arms!

”Ah!”

Chen Zhan let out an irrepressible low roar of pain.

”Zhan’er!”

”Big Brother Chen Zhan!”

The Chen Clan camp cried out in grief. A thick sense of despair and anger almost swallowed them whole.

Just then, a flash of determination crossed the eyes of Chen Zhan, who was pinned underfoot.

The Bloodline Power in his body, which had been somewhat withered, suddenly began to burn frantically at an abnormal speed.

A power far exceeding his usual level, yet carrying an Aura of destruction, boomed forth.

”Get lost!”

Chen Zhan roared, and his remaining arm slammed into the ground. The violent force sent the caught-off-guard Jin Wu stumbling back.

Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Zhan ignored his heavy injuries and used his last ounce of strength to roll back toward the Chen Clan camp in a wretched, blood-covered state.

A Chen Clan Elder was quick to catch him and fed him a Medicinal Pill for treatment.

Although his arm was broken, it could still be healed.

Seeing that Chen Zhan had actually escaped back, Jin Wu steadied himself and shook his head, a look of great pity appearing on his face.

But his eyes were full of pride and provocation as his gaze swept over the grief-stricken Chen Clan members.

”Consider him lucky to be alive, but you’re finished.”

Silence.

A deathly silence enveloped the Chen Clan camp.

Chen Zhan had lost, and he had lost so miserably—stomped in the face in public and with a broken arm.

Even the strongest, Chen Zhan, had been defeated. Who else in the Chen Clan’s younger generation could step forward?

At the Half-Step Great Power level, absolutely no one was a match for Jin Wu.

Despair, oppression, anger... all sorts of emotions intertwined in the heart of every Chen Clan member.

Was the Source Stone Vein really going to be handed over like this?

The dignity of the Chen Clan was completely trampled under the Jin Clan’s feet today.

Jin Wushang’s smug voice broke the silence.

He looked at the ashen-faced Chen Xiao with a smile and asked in a concerned tone:

”Brother Chen Xiao, it seems my Jin Clan has luckily won this second match. I wonder which young talent your esteemed Clan plans to send out for this third match?”

He was asking despite knowing the answer. His gaze swept over the young Chen Family Disciples; every one of them lowered their heads and gritted their teeth, none daring to meet his eyes.

Even Chen Zhan had lost. Whoever went up would only be inviting humiliation, and might even lose their life.

Chen Xiao’s lips were tightly pursed, and his body trembled slightly from his extreme effort to restrain his anger.

He looked at the young faces behind him, all filled with resentment and dejection, and his heart felt cold.

Admit defeat?

Give up the source of the Clan’s future hope?

How could he be willing?

But there was no one to use!

Seeing Chen Xiao remain silent, the smile on Jin Wushang’s face became even more brilliant, and he began to mock him unscrupulously.

”What? Is it so difficult for the famous Chen Clan to even send out a third competing Disciple?”

”Or is it that the young people of your esteemed Clan are all afraid to fight?”

He drawled his words, each one like a slap to the faces of the Chen Clan members.

”If there’s really no one, Brother Chen Xiao should just admit defeat directly. I, Jin Wushang, am not an unreasonable person.”

”After all, raising descendants costs resources. I understand, I understand, hahaha!”

The Jin Clan Disciples followed with a burst of uproarious laughter, and all sorts of foul language poured out again.

The Chen Family Disciples and Elders were shaking with rage, their faces ashen, and their chests so tight they felt like they would explode.

That immense sense of humiliation made them almost lose their reason, yet they could only endure it, forcing that overwhelming anger and oppression back into their stomachs.

In this suffocating moment of despair, just as Chen Xiao was about to painfully utter the words ’admit defeat’...

A calm voice rang out clearly, breaking the grief-filled stalemate.

”Clan Head, let me take the third match.”

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound and saw a young man in green robes walking slowly out from the back of the crowd.

This person had a handsome face and deep eyes; it was exactly Chen Chuan.