"Get lost." Qian Wuchen waved his hand, knocking Qian Wuji, who was stepping forward to pay respects, to the ground, not even glancing at him. "Useless trash! To be beaten up at the doorstep of the Qian family by a mere waste who left the family—if you still have an ounce of shame, you should kill yourself."

Qian Wuji sat on the ground, his head bowed as low as it could go. A powerful Elven King bloodline warrior, effortlessly defeated by someone who had left the clan and hadn't even awakened their bloodline power—this shame was more agonizing than being carved by a knife.

"Qian Jin, you hit someone and now you think you can just leave?" Qian Wuchen strode forward with the gait of a dragon, immediately elevating his battle aura to the level of the Nine Demon Subduing Wars without activating his bloodline power. With every ebb and flow of his body, he moved like an emperor on parade. He opened a massive hand and reached directly for the back of Qian Jin's neck. "It seems you've been away from the Qian family too long, daring to lay hands on a Qian family bloodline warrior. Today, I'll keep you here and hand you over to the Inner Elder Council to face punishment for defecting from the clan."

First published by Baitu Chizha Ba text. Manually typed by Fisherman. Qian Jin lightly pushed Gan Cheng's waist, directing him toward Duan Fengbuer. Qian Wuchen was not at Qian Wuji's level of mastery; the clash of two battle auras would inevitably affect the surroundings. Anyone without a protective aura needed a degree of shielding to be safe.

Qian Wuchen struck with lightning speed. His large hand descended from the air, seeming to completely eclipse the entire sky above Qian Jin's head. The imposing aura carried the implicit message and bearing of, "What skill could a mere little warrior like you possibly possess?"

Qian Jin turned, twisting his waist, ignoring the sky-obscuring grasp. The battle aura of the Second Demon Subduing War erupted suddenly within his one hundred and eight Diao points. A super rotational speed of seventeen thousand revolutions drove the battle aura, making it seem as if it would pierce through his skin from the Diao points, causing his entire body to emit faint crackling sounds.

In an instant, Qian Jin's body felt as if it were filled with countless tiny firecrackers, all being lit and exploding simultaneously.

Swift action is key! Qian Jin knew that this massive mansion of the Qian family housed more than just one or two bloodline warriors. Even though many were stationed at the Human-Demon Battlefield guarding the frontiers, or had gone to the Advanced Warrior Academy to see if any new Battle Aura secret methods had been developed that could be incorporated into the family's bloodline battle aura.

This huge estate was like the powerful behemoths rumored to live in the Primordial Era, housing experts whose very existence gave even Fabreidis, who had attained Sainthood, a headache.

The Second Demon Subduing War? Qian Wuchen's eye corners twitched violently. The Second Demon Subduing War? How could this be? Had he awakened his bloodline power? Forget about ordinary warriors finding it difficult to break through the Nine Demon Subduing Wars—even bloodline warriors sometimes remained stuck at that level for their entire lives.

Qian Wuchen had no time for prolonged thought. The dormant bloodline power within him was instantly and completely unleashed. His imposing figure in the air became noticeably more slender. Elven King bloodline warriors were always filled with endless aesthetic grace! The more powerful the Elven King bloodline warrior, the more handsome their appearance!

This had always been a source of pride for Elven King bloodline warriors; they were not just powerful fighters, but also among the most handsome men in the world.

Of course, when Qian Jin saw Qian Wuchen's handsome features, he sighed inwardly. In this era, the most handsome warrior was no longer an Elven King bloodline warrior. Chek Fulit's exquisite appearance was enough to make even the Elven King bloodline warriors doubt their own looks.

The Second Demon Subduing War! A faint, confident smile played across Qian Wuchen's handsome face. Even without deploying more powerful strength, with just equal footing in skill level, he could firmly suppress and win! This was the noble power of the Elven King bloodline warrior!

"Humble, ordinary warrior, let me show you what the power of a bloodline warrior means! What it means to have different strengths at the same level! Let me show you that even at the same rank, a bloodline warrior's Diao point rotational speed is far higher than that of an ordinary warrior—that is the inherent advantage!" Qian Wuchen sneered internally.

Qian Jin ignored Qian Wuchen's cold sneer. His steps shot out like lightning, his arm driving straight through, transforming into a spear shaft aimed directly at Qian Wuchen's face.

The slightly loose warrior robes fluttered and rubbed against the wind, while the surrounding Diao points burst forth and rotated, generating a series of crackling sounds, like a surging river battering its embankments.

This unorthodox fighting style has already developed into a somewhat original school of combat technique.

"Extremely fast! The attack is fierce enough! Is this really the Qian Jin who failed his bloodline awakening three years ago? If he had used this level of power just now, Qian Wuji would already be dead! Among ordinary warriors at the Second Demon Subduing War level, perhaps few can match him now?"

Surprise, unexpectedness, calculation—several thoughts flashed rapidly through Qian Wuchen's mind.

Judging only by the momentum of Qian Jin's strike, it surged like a raging river. The gale rushing forward threatened to completely cut off one's breath. Qian Wuchen retracted his contemptuous attitude, staring into Qian Jin's eyes, feeling the hairs on his back stand up.

Fastest updates at Baitu Chizha Ba. Where did this kid go for the past three years? Did he perhaps fight continuously on the Human-Demon Battlefield, surviving by sheer luck, thus forging such ferocious strength? And is he using this strength to cause trouble upon returning to the Qian family? That must be it! The killing intent on him is something only those who have survived hundreds of battles possess. If I hadn't been to the Human-Demon Battlefield myself, I would have been completely suppressed by his aura.

In a flash of lightning and flint, Qian Jin was upon him. Qian Wuchen's right arm acted like a beam supporting a roof, bracing to meet the blow, colliding with Qian Jin's forearm, intending to completely ward off this attack that was like both a spear and an ape's strike.

Battle auras clashed continuously for a moment, followed immediately by the solid impact of flesh meeting flesh, producing the crisp sound of colliding muscle.

"Not good! Is he really at the Second Demon Subduing War level? My battle aura's burst rotational speed is a full seven thousand five hundred revolutions! How was it shattered in an instant? This kid..."

Qian Wuchen's pupils instantly contracted to the size of needle points. In his eyes, there was nothing but Qian Jin. The battle aura of the Second Demon Subduing War completely collapsed upon impact. Even his hardened arm instantly felt sharp, stabbing pain, and the Wind and Cloud Battle Aura rushed from Qian Wuchen's forearm straight to his upper arm.

Seeking death! The battle aura surrounding Qian Wuchen instantly weakened. Alarmed and enraged, he could no longer care about suppressing Qian Jin with the power of the Second Demon Subduing War. The dormant power within him surged continuously: Third, Fourth, Fifth Demon Subduing War!

A chilling element simultaneously wrapped around the arms of both Qian Wuchen and Qian Jin. The cold air condensed into ice at a visible speed, shooting toward Qian Jin like high-velocity projectiles.

Elven King bloodline warrior, dual cultivation of Martial and Magic! Ice Magic: Touch of the Ice Spirit!

For a moment, the ambient temperature around Qian Jin plummeted, as if snowflakes were about to fall from the sky. The scorching southern weather instantly became bitterly cold.

"I will cripple one of your arms!" A sinister grin spread across Qian Wuchen's face, yet the battle aura erupting from within him continued to retreat. The battle aura of the Fifth Demon Subduing War, at twelve thousand revolutions, could not stop the impact of Qian Jin's battle aura at the Second Demon Subduing War level. This deeply wounded the pride of the arrogant bloodline warrior.

"Crippling him!" A confident smile curved Qian Wuchen's lips. The "Touch of the Ice Spirit" could instantly freeze through three feet of solid ground. Even a blazing flame would be instantly frozen into a crystalline block. Such extreme cold, even if the battle aura erupted strongly, would cause the rotational speed to drop, subsequently crippling the arm—unless one possessed Fire Attribute Battle Aura, which might prevent the arm from being ruined.

Was an Attribute Battle Aura easy to come by? Qian Wuchen's spiritual power surged wildly, layer upon layer of ice element instantly covering Qian Jin's arm. "Be crippled!"

Frozen? Qian Jin laughed. Such cold might freeze others easily enough, but for someone who bathed in the strange ice lake of the Four Seasons Valley, the temperature simply wasn't low enough. Did he think he could suppress my battle aura?

"Dream on!" At nearly the same moment, Qian Jin let out a fierce roar. The layer of ice clinging to his arm, which looked like armor, instantly cracked. In the next moment, no matter how the cold air covered it, it could not stop the cracking and shattering. The arm Qian Wuchen used to block suddenly received a powerful surge of battle aura impact, like a dam about to burst suddenly encountering a higher flood crest. It could no longer hold back; the formidable force blasted open the arm blocking the way and struck directly at the chest.

"Ice Armor Divine Shield!"

Qian Wuchen swept aside Qian Jin's fierce palm wind and channeled his spiritual power again, erecting several layers of ice shields in front of his chest, shields impervious to blades and swords.

"Crack... crack... crack..."

Qian Jin's palm pierced through the ice, like an unstoppable war chariot that had already started moving, shattering the urgently deployed defenses Qian Wuchen had set up in succession.

"Bang!" Qian Jin's palm firmly struck Qian Wuchen's chest. Qian Wuchen felt as if he had been hit by a colossal magic beast like the Golden Scaled Giant Elephant. A wave of intense pain shot through his chest, and his feet were driven off the ground by the impact. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, Qian Wuchen's Elven King Bloodline Warrior Form could no longer be maintained. He spat out a mouthful of clotted blood, planted his feet against the wall to stop his backward momentum, and tried to counterattack again, only to find the battle aura that had invaded his body was rampaging uncontrollably.

"You hit someone and now you think you can leave? Seeking death!"

Another thunderous roar sounded at the entrance of the giant mansion. Another warrior who had activated the Elven King Bloodline Warrior Form stood at the gate, his strength having reached the Seventh Demon Subduing War level!

Qian Wuqing!

Qian Wuchen's grim expression instantly eased. Although they had both awakened the Elven King bloodline warrior power during the same awakening ceremony, Qian Wuqing had completed the awakening of his bloodline power in just eight minutes!

Seventh Demon Subduing War versus Fifth Demon Subduing War! A mere two-minute difference on the day had resulted in a two-level gap after three years, and this gap was likely to widen further as time passed.

The Seventh Demon Subduing War! Looking at Qian Wuqing, whose strength had just violently erupted before the gate, Qian Wuchen was certain that no matter how strange Qian Jin was, he absolutely could not defeat Qian Wuqing, who had only returned from the Human-Demon Battlefield last month.

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