C3 Luo Chen Displayed His Power!

Before they went too far, they heard some soft footsteps not far away. Everyone came to a halt and turned to face the source of the noise.

Luo Chen walked slowly out of the forest, as if he was taking a walk.

"Young Master Chen!" Deacon Hee breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Luo Chen. He flashed and appeared beside Luo Chen. "Are you hurt?" he asked anxiously.

When the round-faced Lee Dong and the short and fat man saw that Luo Chen appeared to be safe and sound, they were astounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

Fortunately, they were adept at maintaining their qi, so no one noticed the shift in their expressions.

"I am fine, Uncle Hee." Luo Chen shook his head and smiled. He took a look at Lee Dong and the short and chubby man next to him. "It seems like Deacon Lee and Bodyguard Zhao are not happy to see me return safely," he joked.

"Perhaps you are afraid that I will publicize the fact that you pushed me off the cliff?"

When Deacon Hee heard that, he was enraged. He yelled at Lee Dong and the short and chubby man. "Lee Dong! Zhao Yong! How dare you!"

Zhao Yong's expression changed, but Lee Dong appeared much more relaxed. He looked at Luo Chen and said solemnly, "Everyone in the Luo family knows that you've always hated me because I am close to Young Master Fann."

"Do you have any evidence Zhao Yong and I pushed you off the cliff, Young Master Chen?"

Lee Dong's expression became solemn at that point; he said in a deep voice, "I am one of the Luo family's deacons. Both the patriarch and the Great Elder will not stand by and watch you frame me!"

"Evidence?" Luo Chen sneered when he heard that. Then, he instantly appeared in front of Zhao Yong. He put his fingers together and turned them into a sword, stabbing Zhao Yong's chest.

"What? Gnuine qi fluctuation!" Deacon Hee was surprised when he noticed Luo Chen's moves.

Although the fluctuating genuine qi emitted by Luo Chen's body was concealed when he moved, it could not be hidden from him.

"Young Master Chen can cultivate?" Deacon Hee looked at Luo Chen; he felt excited.

As long as Luo Chen could cultivate, no matter how poor his talent was, with the resources in Luo Xiao's hands, he would be able to help Luo Chen reach the Grand Martial Master!

Furthermore, with Young Lady Luo Qingxue studying at Flowing Cloud Institution, the Great Elder and his blood generations would be unable to destabilize Luo Xiao's position as the patriarch!

Unlike Deacon Hee, Zhao Yong was completely unaware of the subtle genuine qi fluctation on Luo Chen's body.

He had no idea Luo Chen, whom he had always referred to as trash, would suddenly erupt with such shocking speed.

As a result, Zhao Yong had no time to flee. He could only stand there and watch as Luo Chen's finger landed on his body.

Luo Chen hooked his finger and a hole appeared on Zhao Yong's shirt. An exquisite jade pendant fell from Zhao Yong's chest in the blink of an eye.

The word 'Chen' on the jade pendant stood out in the light of the fire.

Deacon Hee was initially shocked by Luo Chen's display of strength.

However, when he saw the grey cloth bag, Deacon Hee's face darkened as he yelled, "Zhao Yong! Explain why you have Young Master Chen's jade pendant!"

Zhao Yong clenched his fist and threw it at Luo Chen when he heard Deacon Hee's question. The wind from his fist whistled through the air, creating some explosive noises.

He knew that the matter had been revealed, so he would not be able to escape from Deacon Hee and the Luo family's guards.

His only chance of survival was to kidnap Luo Chen and use him as a hostage to force Deacon Hee and the others to let him go!

"Hmm... You are only an eighth grade Martial Disciple. Do you think I'd be afraid of you?"

Luo Chen snorted coldly when he saw Zhao Yong's actions. He clenched his fists and punched Zhao Yong in the face!

Without a doubt, Luo Chen's true strength had been revealed as a ninth grade Martial Disciple. He made Zhao Yong take a few steps backward.

"A ninth grade Martial Disciple?!" exclaimed Deacon Hee.

He was even more shocked when he sensed Luo Chen's cultivation base.

He sensed the subtle genuine qi fluctuation on Luo Chen's body earlier.

However, he could not believe that Luo Chen would suddenly reveal his cultivation base as a ninth grade Martial Disciple.

He wished he could ask Luo Chen how he had undergone such a drastic transformation in such a short period.

However, when he considered the large number of people around him, Deacon Hee suppressed his doubts.

Unfortunately, his ever-changing facial expression revealed his inner thoughts.

Zhao Yong's face paled as soon as he heard Deacon Hee's words. He exclaimed hysterically, "It is impossible! You are just a wastrel who can't cultivate! How could you be a ninth grade Martial Disciple?"

"It is impossible! You had to have used a concealment technique! Right! It must be a concealment technique!"

Zhao Yong quickly found a reason to comfort himself. As if insane, he charged toward Luo Chen and yelled, "I will break your concealment technique now!"

"Nothing is impossible. I think I have to thank you for pushing me off the cliff. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had such a fortuitous encounter. In order to express my gratitude to you—"

Luo Chen looked at Zhao Yong, who appeared to have gone insane, his eyes widened with disdain, and he said coldly. "I will send you to hell right now!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Chen's figure flashed and appeared next to a Luo family guard. He drew the long sword from the guard's waist. Then, the long sword in Luo Chen's hand flicked its tongue like a poisonous snake and flew straight toward Zhao Yong's chest!

Zhao Yong had no time to evade. Luo Chen's long sword slashed into his left shoulder in an instant, leaving a hideous bloodied hole on his shoulder.

"Lee Dong, why are you still standing there? Attack him!"

Zhao Yong's last hope was destroyed when Luo Chen wounded him. He roared angrily, "Luo Chen has already seen through our identities. Do you really believe you will be able to keep out of this?"

"I want to attack him too!" Lee Dong looked at Deacon Hee, who was staring at him from a distance. There was nothing he could do.

He was only a second grade Martial Master, but Deacon Hee, who had already reached the ninth grade, was staring at him. It was difficult for him to flee, let alone attack Luo Chen.

"Die!" Luo Chen drew a sword technique with his long sword. Two sword lights crossed each other and attacked Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong had no time to evade. The sword light struck him. Two ferocious wounds appeared on his chest. He screamed and died as he fell forward.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Zhao Yong. You have completed the hidden mission Revenge. Rewarding 1,000 points of spiritual energy. Proficiency of Cross Sword Technique now reaches 100!"