262: Settlement of Accounts

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingchen frowned, took out the token Shi Lei, Vice Hall Master of the Human Emperor Hall had given him, and said in a deep voice, "This is a Human Emperor Hall offering token. I presume Clan Chief You Ling should recognize it. Once I crush this token, the Human Emperor Hall's Saints will swarm here."

"Although annihilating the Demon Domain might be somewhat difficult, dealing with a Nether Dragon Clan is still very simple."

You Ling's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Are you threatening me?"

Lu Xingchen chuckled, "Threatening is not quite the word. I merely want to remind Clan Chief You Ling not to assume you can act as you please just because you're in the Demon Domain. If I were to die in the Dragon Vein, the Human Race Saints would overturn the Dragon Vein."

You Ling said in a deep voice, "To remain unfazed when facing the threat of a Peak Martial Venerable expert, Lu Xingchen, you are indeed a formidable individual."

"I truly cannot take your life, but I also cannot let you off so easily. How about this: let's make a bet. If you can withstand one of my palm strikes, this matter will be dropped. If you cannot, you will kneel and apologize to Xiao Tian. What do you say?"

Lu Xingchen snorted coldly, "Senior You Ling, your Realm has already reached Eight-Star, only a step away from Nine-Star. How could I possibly block your full-power palm strike?"

You Ling said in a deep voice, "You don't need to be nervous. Since I proposed this bet, I naturally have some reason behind it. I will only use thirty percent of my strength and will not use any Martial Skill. This is already quite a concession for you, isn't it?"

"If the esteemed Human Race War God cannot even withstand thirty percent of my strength, then he might as well hang himself!"

Lu Xingchen frowned.

This bet felt somewhat familiar; Lin Yuan and he had a similar bet back then.

Although You Ling's strength far surpassed Lin Yuan's, he was no longer that mere Martial King he once was.

Let alone thirty percent of You Ling's strength, he was confident he could even withstand fifty percent!

Lu Xingchen nodded slightly, "Alright, I'll take your bet!"

You Ling smiled and said, "Good, then go prepare! Prepare well, use all your strength, and don't disgrace the Human Race."

Those Dragon Clan Prodigies who had emerged from the Dragon Pool couldn't help but stop upon hearing their conversation, standing by to watch the show.

The discussions grew louder and louder.

"Damn, I didn't hear wrong, did I? Lu Xingchen actually dares to challenge Clan Chief You Ling!"

"Although he is a War God, it's just a title. In Tianyuan Continent, strength has always been paramount. How can a mere Six-Star Martial Ancestor dare to challenge an Eight-Star Peak expert?"

"Although Lu Xingchen's strength far exceeds that of ordinary Martial Venerables, and Clan Chief You Ling will only use thirty percent of her strength, Lu Xingchen absolutely has no chance of winning. You must know that the further one advances in Realm, the greater the disparity in combat power. Moreover, our Yao Race is inherently known for its powerful Physical Body."

"This is getting interesting now. If Lu Xingchen really kneels to apologize to You Potian, then the Human Race will lose all face!"

Lu Xingchen took out the qing mo shield (dark ink shield), fully activated his Battle Qi, and simultaneously activated his Dragon Power for protection. Then, he smiled at You Ling and said, "Senior You Ling, please make your move!"

Feeling the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations on the qing mo shield (dark ink shield), You Ling was greatly startled.

A Heaven Rank Spiritual Artifact!

Although it was only a low-grade heaven rank, it had indeed entered the ranks of Heaven Rank.

According to what Xiao Tian said, Lu Xingchen possessed a very powerful white longsword, which was Heaven Rank.

Now he had taken out another low-grade heaven rank shield.

A mere Martial Ancestor actually possessed two Heaven Rank Spiritual Artifacts, which was simply inconceivable.

Those Human Race Saints truly held Lu Xingchen in high regard!

You Ling naturally assumed these two Spiritual Artifacts were given to Lu Xingchen by the Human Race Saints, but she did not know that Lu Xingchen had not obtained anything from the Human Emperor Hall or the Righteous Path Alliance.

All of his trump cards were obtained step by step through his own efforts.

Of course, he also couldn't have done it without the System's help.

You Ling's previous words were merely a provocation.

She believed that even with thirty percent of her strength, Lu Xingchen absolutely could not withstand it.

But now, she felt a little nervous.

To win the bet, You Ling decided to swallow her pride and use fifty percent of her strength.

You Ling nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Alright, here I come!"

With that, she struck out a palm towards Lu Xingchen.

As You Ling's palm was about to touch the qing mo shield (dark ink shield), Lu Xingchen let out a low shout.

"Word Spirit, Dustless Land!"

A shield formed by Power of Law immediately appeared around his body.

At the same time, Lu Xingchen activated the "Vajra Barrier," instantly draining ninety percent of the Qi and blood within his body, strengthening both the qing mo shield (dark ink shield) and the "Dustless Land."

A wisp of golden light appeared on the qing mo shield (dark ink shield)'s body.

You Ling's palm touched the "Dustless Land," easily shattering it, but her power was also weakened by a few points.

Immediately, her palm continued forward, striking the qing mo shield (dark ink shield).

Most of the power was blocked by the qing mo shield (dark ink shield), but a small portion of the power penetrated through the qing mo shield (dark ink shield) and continued to rush towards Lu Xingchen.

This remaining power was then resisted by Lu Xingchen's protective Dragon Power.

This palm strike, which condensed fifty percent of an Eight-Star Peak expert's strength, only caused Lu Xingchen to retreat three steps and didn't even injure him.

You Ling retracted her right hand, her gaze towards Lu Xingchen filled with incredulity.

Lu Xingchen put away the qing mo shield (dark ink shield) and chuckled, "Senior You Ling, I won. Can Xiao You and I leave now?"

He was certain that You Ling had absolutely used more than thirty percent of her strength just now, at least fifty percent.

But this was also within his expectations.

The power was in the other party's hands, and he could only accept whatever they wanted to do.

But Lu Xingchen was also very confident that even if You Ling's strength increased by another twenty percent, she would not be able to harm him!

You Ling gasped.

"I was careless; I didn't expect War God His Excellency to possess such methods."

"From your words, you used Word Spirit Power just now, didn't you? And the Dragon Power on you is very rich, even stronger than Xiao Tian's. This is the reason for your victory!"

Lu Xingchen chuckled, "Senior's eyesight is quite good. I did indeed learn Word Spirit Power from a Senior."

You Ling sighed lightly and said in a deep voice, "I lost. You and You Huang are free to leave."

Lu Xingchen's heart was filled with joy, and he cupped his hands in a salute to You Ling, saying, "Many thanks, Senior You Ling!"

Although this female Dragon was a bit overprotective of her young, she was still reasonable.

If she really wanted to continue making things difficult for him, he would have no recourse.

This was the Demon Domain, after all.

Upon hearing this, You Potian became displeased, tugged at You Ling's sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "Mother, we can't just let them go! You promised me you would avenge me!"

You Ling sharply pulled her sleeve back and said in a deep voice, "You Potian, shut up! I have already sought justice for you, but Lu Xingchen is more capable than you and has the ability to defend his own dignity."

"If your skills are inferior, you must reflect well and continue to Cultivate diligently, instead of relying on me to flaunt your power. Do you understand?"