The person speaking is Li Chen!

Liu Da saw an unknown loose cultivator daring to spoil their good business and felt anger rising within his heart.

"My brother and this young lady are talking; what business is it of yours?"

Li Chen didn't waste words with him, and with a reverse hand, delivered a loud slap, causing Liu Da's eyes to spin like Venus, turning in mid-air and crashing heavily to the ground.

Liu Jin was furious and shouted, "Fellow Taoist, to slap my younger brother in public, aren't you disregarding me, Liu Jin?"

Li Chen sneered coldly, "Ha, what even are you that I should need to regard you?"

Liu Jin saw Li Chen dare to publicly humiliate him and, burning with anger, shouted, "You've got some nerve, I'm challenging you right now, do you dare accept?"

Li Chen raised one corner of his mouth in a disdainful grin, "You? You're not even worthy!"

Liu Da, clutching his swollen cheek, angrily laughed, "Ha, what a joke! My brother ranks among the top hundred strong, and you dare say he's unworthy? Who do you think you are, the number one Li Chen?"

Li Chen shrugged indifferently and replied, "That's right, I am Li Chen!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Da and Liu Jin were first taken aback, and then burst into laughter together.

"My brother is Li Chen, he claims he's Li Chen, but how come I don't recognize you?"

Liu Jin laughed brazenly, and when he lied, his face didn't turn red nor his breath falter, clearly a practiced hand.

Many around believed it and chimed in, pointing fingers at Li Chen.

Witnessing this, Li Chen couldn't help but sigh gently, "Ah, summer insects can't discuss ice!"

After speaking, he turned to leave, truly unwilling to bother with these buffoons—a pure waste of time.

Liu Jin and the others, seeing Li Chen trying to leave, shouted fiercely, "Stop! You hit my brother and impersonated my brother; now you want to leave?"

Li Chen lost his patience too, coldly questioned without turning back, "Do you believe I couldn't cripple you with a slap?"

Liu Jin was momentarily stunned but then brazenly taunted.

"Come on, slap me crippled if you can! I really want to see how you, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, could slap dead a Golden Core cultivator like me?"

Li Chen looked at Liu Jin with a sympathetic gaze, "Ah, I've seen shameless people, but never someone so shameless as you, begging others to cripple you. This is my first encounter. But since you're so sincere, I'll oblige you!"

"Ha, come on, consider me Liu Jin as..."

"Smack!"

Before Liu Jin could finish his words, Li Chen suddenly raised his palm and fiercely slapped his face.

"Ah!"

Soon enough, a miserable cry from Liu Jin resounded, and his body tilted, directly collapsing to the ground.

Now his face was swollen like a pig's head—likely even his mother wouldn't recognize him, with half his body paralyzed, utterly numb.

"Hiss!"

Witnessing such an unbelievable scene, the crowd collectively drew a cold breath, widening their eyes in disbelief at Li Chen.

With a casual slap, he crippled one of the top hundred strong—how terrifying could he be?

Was he truly the number one Li Chen?

Amidst everyone's shock, four figures, three men, and a woman, approached head-on.

One of the men clapped his hands, praising, "No wonder you're the one who defeated Hercules Zhenmeng and True Master Jade Dragon's disciple Li Xuewei. Truly admirable, admirable!"

Someone recognized the four and gasped in surprise.

"These are the second-ranked Chu Qing, fourth-ranked Du Mao, fifth-ranked Ye Lan, and seventh-ranked Zhao Heng!"

The only person they could call Li Chen besides the number one was none other.

From this place, five of the top ten experts in the independent cultivator world gathered.

Li Chen saw them all had strong auras, and their words carried a sense of provocation, so he responded coldly, "Over-praising!"

Chu Qing and others were slightly angry at Li Chen's arrogant attitude.

However, they suppressed their inner anger and said, "Fellow Taoist Li Chen, we wish to learn from your techniques; please enlighten us!"

Li Chen casually pointed at Liu Jin, who he slapped half dead. He coldly asked, "Seems like you wish to end up like him?"

His words rendered the atmosphere silent.

Chu Qing, Zhao Heng, Ye Lan, and Du Mao glancing at Liu Jin's direction bore expressions of humiliating fury.

Ye Lan felt inexplicably toothache upon seeing Liu Jin's horrible face.

Chu Qing was furious and shouted, "Li Chen, you're too arrogant!"

Li Chen waved his hand and said indifferently, "It's not arrogance, just a heads-up. Whether you believe it or not is your affair!"

"Damn it; today let me, Chu Qing, measure the weight of Li Chen!"

Chu Qing flared with rage, his True Yuan like the Yangtze River, roaring waves crashing ashore, stirring up thousands of snowdrifts.

Faced with Chu Qing's fierce attack, Li Chen remained unmoved. As Chu Qing approached, he reversed his hand into a blade and slashed horizontally.

Chu Qing swung his sword to block upon seeing Li Chen's slash.

"Clang clang!"

The clash of blade and sword sparked thousands of fire sparks, casting the faces of both combatants in alternating light and shadow.

After the first face-off, Chu Qing was shaken back several dozens of steps.

While Li Chen remained steadfast, motionless as Tai Mountain.

The contrast of their strengths was immediately apparent!

But for the prideful Chu Qing, accepting this result was impossible.

He roared aloud, eyes wide like copper bells, filled with fiery anger.

In mere moments, not just his eyes, but his entire body ignited in flames, the sword in his hand turned into a Fire Snake, engulfed in blazing flames, darting towards Li Chen with a scarlet tongue.

"Red Flame Slash!"

Seeing this sword, Li Chen's eyes showed a trace of approval.

"This swordsmanship is good, but in your hands, it's showy but ineffective, flashy but impractical!"

Before finishing his sentence, Li Chen flicked a finger and released a flame.

The flame was initially bean-sized but expanded in the wind, growing to a Fire Dragon several tens of meters long.

Compared to Li Chen's Fire Dragon, Chu Qing's Fire Snake paled in size and aura, like a small witch meeting a great witch.

"Roar roar!"

The Fire Dragon spat flame skyward and charged with mouth agape towards the Fire Snake.

"Buzz!"

"Crackle!"

In mere breaths, Chu Qing's Fire Snake was completely devoured, and he was scorched by the flames, his clothes all turned to ashes, losing face completely.

"Hiss!"

Upon seeing such an outcome, the second-ranked Chu Qing ended up in a humiliating state.

Instantly, the crowd collectively drew a cold breath.

Ye Lan, Du Mao, and Zhao Heng all looked at Li Chen, and their gaze was filled with complexity.

Li Chen clapped his hands, looking at the terribly embarrassed Chu Qing, smiling and said, "See, I told you, and now you believe, don't you?"

Chu Qing, burning with fury, suddenly fainted from rage.

Li Chen shook his head and then turned his gaze to Ye Lan, Du Mao, and Zhao Heng, "And you? Do you want to end up like him?"

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