"Second Brother?"

Ling Chen was surprised. To be called Second Brother by Li Yunhe and Li Tian Yi, his identity must be extraordinary. Could he also be an expert of the royal family?

"It’s the Second Prince Li Tailong."

Behind him, Ling Xue stepped forward and whispered a reminder, "His strength is not comparable to those two."

"Oh?"

Ling Chen raised an eyebrow. On Li Tailong’s body, there seemed to be something akin to a dragon pattern. A monumental and violent wave spread from his body, drawing attention.

"Ling Yu, why don’t we just let it go?"

Lan Xingling tugged at Ling Chen’s clothes. She too knew that this matter had escalated, and a conflict with the royal family would not be beneficial for them.

"Do you think we can just say let it go and it will go away?"

Ling Chen couldn’t help but shake his head. Lan Xingling was still too naive. In this situation, it’s not something that can end just because they say so...

Moreover, why should we let it go?

Backing down on this issue would make them seem guilty, as if they were the ones at fault. It would only fuel the opponent’s arrogance.

"Now you want to back out? It’s not that easy."

As expected, upon hearing Lan Xingling’s words, the Sixth Prince Li Tian Yi sneered, clearly thinking Ling Chen’s side was afraid.

"Don’t push too far."

Ling Xue gritted her teeth.

"Is it because of this thing?"

Li Tailong turned around, received the flashing Blue-green Bracelet from his hand, and then lightly laughed, "How about this, I’ll give you a chance. I’ll stand here without moving. If any of you can take this bracelet from my hand, this matter will be over, how about it?"

"How difficult can that be?"

Ling Chen said with a faint smile.

"Oh?"

Li Tailong’s pupils shrank slightly, then he coldly laughed, "If you can’t do it, then you have to kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes in front of everyone."

"Okay."

Ling Chen smiled at Li Tailong and said.

"Ling Yu!"

Lan Xingling was shocked. To kneel down and lick the soles if they lost would be a huge humiliation for Ling Chen if it really happened.

"Don’t worry."

Ling Chen gestured for them to calm down.

"Be careful."

With his reassuring look, Lan Xingling and Ling Xue hesitated a moment but eventually nodded. Ling Chen then stepped forward, appearing under countless gazes in the market.

This area had become the most attention-grabbing spot in the entire West Market. The royal family’s power and dominance were beyond question, and the Ling Family was one of the Nine Great Families. Now that these two were confronting each other here, it promised to be quite a spectacle.

Not far from the area, there was a pavilion. At this moment, several figures were directing their gaze toward this direction from the top of the pavilion.

Inside the pavilion were four people, two men and two women, all possessing an elegant and unparalleled demeanor. If Ling Chen were here, he would instantly recognize two of them.

One of them, a handsome young man in white, with embroidery of plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum on his clothes, was the leading genius of the southern faction, Sima Xiaoyao. Diagonally sitting across from him was a red-haired woman whose eyes were like water, exuding a seductive aura yet with a hint of coldness—Liu Mengru.

The other two included one with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an aloof and proud temperament like a Son of Heaven, and the last one was a woman in a turquoise dress, even her hair had a light green tint. In stark contrast to Liu Mengru’s fiery aura, she was as calm as water, her aura noticeably strong.

"Peerless Sword, your royal family is as arrogant as ever," the green-dressed woman said, her voice indifferent, to the sword-browed, starry-eyed young man.

"People of the Imperial Clan naturally need to have the necessary assertiveness."

Peerless Sword merely cast a cold glance into the distance and spoke indifferently.

"Bullying the weak can’t be called assertiveness."

Liu Mengru unreservedly mocked.

"The weak being bullied by the strong is the Heavenly Dao," Peerless Sword replied coldly.

"Stop arguing, you two."

Sima Xiaoyao waved his hand at the two of them. These two argued every time they met, giving him quite the headache.

After both snorted coldly, he looked toward the street area and said, "I actually think that Ling Yu might not necessarily suffer a loss."

"Oh?"

The green-dressed woman was a bit surprised, "Second Prince Li Tailong is ranked among the top three in the royal family’s younger generation, and as for the Ling Family, besides Ling Yuxuan, I don’t remember any other strong figures."

"You all saw Ling Yu’s move just now. This guy is definitely not as simple as he appears."

Sima Xiaoyao focused on Ling Chen, puzzled. His intuition told him he seemed to have seen Ling Chen somewhere before, but it was just a feeling, and he didn’t think much of it.

On the street, Ling Chen didn’t hesitate, stepping out. In the next moment, his eyes turned sharp, releasing a vast amount of True Qi, and his form turned into a trail of light, charging directly at Li Tailong. Was he planning a direct confrontation?

"Courting death!"

Seeing Ling Chen’s move, Li Yunhe and Li Tian Yi sneered immediately. Ling Chen, although at the Fifth Level of Sky Apex Realm, even with extraordinary combat abilities, was no match for Li Tailong, who far surpassed them!

Lan Xingling and Ling Xue worried about Ling Chen, but said nothing. They understood him well and knew that Ling Chen wouldn’t take action without confidence; he must have his own considerations.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

The light rapidly expanded in Li Tailong’s eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his face. Then, the brilliant dragon pattern resurfaced on his body, its violent fluctuations far exceeding those of ordinary nine-fold strong in the Sky Apex Realm.

"Fool!"

Laced with mockery, the words escaped from Li Tailong’s lips. His expression then turned cold as he took a step forward, firmly gripping the bracelet to prevent Ling Chen from having any chance to seize it. True Qi surged fiercely from his fist, transforming into a dragon’s head roaring to the sky.

"Dragon Form Fist!"

Li Tailong unleashed a punch, and a deep dragon roar promptly expanded from his fist. The golden dragon-shaped fist strength shot out, causing the ground to crack like a spiderweb.

Li Tailong’s strike was ruthless, with no intention of holding back due to Ling Chen’s strength. Clearly, he intended to inflict severe injury with one move, potentially putting Ling Chen out of action for ten days or more!

Shu!

Both moved with extreme speed. In just the blink of an eye, the two figures, like meteorites, were about to collide ferociously!

Everyone’s nerves were tense. If Ling Chen clashed head-on with Li Tailong like this, the outcome would certainly be severe injury!