Chapter 553: A Duel to the Death

Chapter 553: Chapter 553: A Duel to the Death

At first, Long Heng didn’t pay much mind to the Destruction Seal Technique that Long Ao had taught him.

He had been thrilled initially, thinking his master would bestow some incredible Cultivation Technique or Martial Arts upon him this time.

But when Long Ao finished the lesson, Long Heng was clearly a little dissatisfied.

However, after Long Heng truly contemplated them for a while, he was shocked to discover that the Cultivation Technique and Martial Arts his master had passed on were unbelievably heaven-defying.

This was especially true for the Destruction Seal Technique. With his current strength, he could only cultivate the first four seals, but even so, their power was absolutely terrifying.

Taking a deep breath, Long Heng said with a sigh, "Master, the Destruction Seal Technique you’ve taught me is too powerful. I was wondering if you had something a little... weaker."

Hearing Long Heng’s words, Long Ao spat out the mouthful of wine he had just taken.

"Long Heng, are you messing with me? Let me put it this way: once you cultivate the Destruction Seal Technique to the Great Success stage, even if you can’t be completely invincible among Martial Artists of the same Level, you’ll absolutely be able to run rampant."

Long Heng nodded. He didn’t doubt this point in the slightest.

"Master, you’ve misunderstood me. As I travel the world, I can’t just have one Martial Art. If I’m just sparring with someone and I open with the Destruction Seal Technique, what if I’m not careful..."

Although Long Heng didn’t finish his sentence, his meaning was already quite clear.

Long Ao was no fool; of course he understood. He shot Long Heng a fierce glare, then casually found two other Martial Arts and taught them to him.

Just then, a commotion broke out outside. Long Heng’s expression changed, but Long Ao simply waved his hand and said, "Stay seated. Don’t move."

Long Heng didn’t dare to disobey his master.

A moment later, twenty-three people burst in frantically. Among them was Wang Yifei, who had just been beaten to a pulp.

’You beat up the junior, and the senior shows up.’ Seeing this, Long Ao seemed a bit annoyed.

"Brother, it was Long Heng! And that piece of trash! They’re the ones who beat me up like this!"

Wang Quan stared intently at the young man beside Long Heng, walked over to the table, and sat down. He asked coldly, "And who might you be? Why are you looking for trouble with my Wang Family?"

"I’m looking for trouble with your Wang Family?"

Seeing that the other party didn’t seem to regard him with any importance at all, Wang Quan’s heart skipped a beat.

As a top genius of the Wang Family, Wang Quan was no brute. If his own little brother hadn’t been beaten so badly he wouldn’t recognize his own mother, Wang Quan definitely wouldn’t have shown up.

Of course, Wang Yifei had also embellished the story.

"The Wang Family... ’Meeting you is not as impressive as hearing your reputation,’ as they say. Many people were there just now. It was clearly Wang Yifei who grabbed my fist and insisted I hit him. He even kept begging me to do it. If you were in my shoes, what would you have done?"

Left speechless by the question, Wang Quan shot his little brother a fierce glare. He knew exactly what kind of person Yifei was, but seeing his own brother beaten up like this still made him angry.

As the saying goes, "Even when you beat a dog, you must consider its master." Besides, this was Cloud Island, the Wang Family’s territory.

"Long Heng, is this man your master?"

"He is."

Seeing Long Heng’s neither servile nor overbearing demeanor, Wang Quan grew even more surprised. Ever since Long Heng failed to break through to the Venerable level three years ago, and had remained stuck for all that time, he had become like a pariah, enduring everyone’s ridicule in silence.

But now?

Wang Quan knew perfectly well that Long Heng’s newfound confidence was definitely not because of the Long Family. It was common knowledge that after turning from a genius into a piece of trash, Long Heng had already fallen out of favor with them.

’Could it be because of this man?’

Ever since he had walked in, Wang Quan had been unable to see through this person. The more this was the case, the more shaken he felt.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Long Ao of Kyushu."

"You’re from the Kyushu Long Family?"

For some reason, upon hearing that the man was from the Kyushu Long Family, Wang Quan seemed to let out a sigh of relief. This baffled Long Ao, who had no idea what game Wang Quan was playing.

"Long Heng, you brought an outsider to attack my Wang Family. You must give me an explanation for this. Otherwise, I will report it to the family and personally go to the Long Family to demand one."

Hearing this, Long Heng’s expression turned even colder. But Long Ao said, "This is a grudge between me and the Wang Family. What the hell does it have to do with the Long Family? How ridiculous. I only have one thing to say: if you have a problem, bring it to me. I’ll entertain you all the same."

Before Wang Quan could speak, Long Ao spoke again. "So, are you going to fight or flee?"

The contempt was palpable. Long Ao clearly didn’t see Wang Quan as a threat. Long Heng could sense it. Wang Quan could sense it too. But there was one person who remained completely oblivious.

In Wang Yifei’s eyes, his older brother was a Venerable Martial Artist. Annihilating this opponent would be a matter of minutes.

"Brother, stop wasting words on him! Kill him!"

"Shut up, you good-for-nothing who only makes things worse!"

If there weren’t outsiders present, Wang Quan would have loved to go up and slap his brother right across the face. ’Of all the people to provoke, you had to pick a walking disaster like him.’ The fact that even with his own strength, he couldn’t gauge the man’s power already said everything.

Wang Quan didn’t dare to make a single move, but his scolding left Wang Yifei completely dumbfounded. He had no idea what was happening. He had brought his big brother here to get revenge, but what was the result?

"Brother..."

"Get lost."

SMACK! Wang Yifei’s body was sent flying. This stunned the other Wang Family members, who immediately picked up Wang Yifei and scurried away.

"Since you hold my Wang Family in such disregard, there’s nothing more to say. I admit I am no match for you, but you are being far too arrogant."

"What are you proposing?"

"We’ll set up an arena. A duel to the death."

"Just you?"

Long Ao asked, utterly unconcerned. Wang Quan could tell that his opponent’s Cultivation had already surpassed the Venerable level, and had possibly even broken through to the Earth Venerable level. ’Could he be a Celestial Venerable, or even a Great Venerable?’

The reason Wang Quan proposed a duel was, first, to kill his opponent, and second, to regain face and show everyone on Cloud Island that the Wang Family’s dignity could not be violated. Otherwise, he could have simply reported the matter to the Wang Family, who would have naturally sent experts to ambush and kill the man.

"You don’t dare?"

"It’s not that I don’t dare. I’m simply not interested in a duel without a wager."

Hearing this, Wang Quan’s expression tightened. He knew very well that an ordinary Treasure wouldn’t be enough to move this man. ’In that case, what could I possibly use as a wager?’

"Since you’re in such high spirits, I’ll make the decision. As long as you can defeat Wang Hao, I will give you my Wang Family’s ultimate Treasure, the Cyan Nether Sword. But if you lose, you must kneel at the Wang Family’s gates and kowtow ten thousand times. How about it?"

Seeing the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared, Wang Quan stood up and bowed respectfully. "Uncle."