My Ares Son-in-Law

The hands of the prison elder became like eagle claws, and the sharp nails flashed cold light in the sun, comparable to a divine weapon. He grabbed Xiao Chen's neck fiercely, and his movements were so fast and fierce that it seemed as if he wanted to pierce Xiao Chen's throat in an instant.

However, facing this sudden fatal blow, Xiao Chen stood there, as if he didn't see it at all. His eyes were calm and deep, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

This smile contained both mockery of the old man's foolish behavior and confidence in his own composure and wisdom. He seemed to have anticipated the old man's actions and was already prepared to deal with them.

Ding!
A crisp sound of metal clashing echoed in the air. Xiao Chen moved as fast as lightning. He stretched out two fingers and firmly clamped the sharp claws of the old man from the Prison Clan.

At this moment, the old man's attack seemed to be fixed by an invisible force, and his hand could not move at all.

A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes of the prison clan elder. He did not expect Xiao Chen to have such amazing reaction speed and strength. But this surprise was only for a moment, and then he launched another attack.

His left hand swung out like a storm, with fierce force and astonishing speed, and stabbed Xiao Chen's ribs again, trying to seriously injure Xiao Chen in one fell swoop.

However, facing the old man's attack again, Xiao Chen showed an even more disdainful smile on his face. His eyes were full of ridicule for the old man's inability to struggle, as if he had seen through all of the old man's tricks.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen exerted force with his right hand, and his two fingers clamped the old man's right hand tightly like a pair of pliers.

As Xiao Chen exerted force with his fingers, a subtle but clear breaking sound was heard in the air.

The right hand of the old man from the Prison Clan was like a fragile dead branch between Xiao Chen's fingers, and was forcibly broken. At that moment, the old man felt pain and the attack of his left hand involuntarily stopped halfway. He had to retreat to relieve the pain.

Looking at his deformed and bloody right hand, the old man from the Prison Clan's face turned ugly. His eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness and despair, as if at this moment, he had completely lost control of the situation.

I thought that even if I was far from recovering to my former peak level, killing a human ant would be a piece of cake, right?
However, the facts gave him a loud slap in the face. One of his hands was actually broken by Xiao Chen. The severe pain made his face twisted and hideous in an instant.

He stared at Xiao Chen intently, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire: "Who are you? Why do you have such powerful strength?" His voice was full of unwillingness and anger, as if he wanted to eat Xiao Chen alive.

Xiao Chen glanced at him calmly, and said in a calm and firm tone: "Xiao Chen."

Hearing this name, the old man from the Prison Clan's expression became even more distorted, as if he had heard something incredible:
"You're talking nonsense! I've also heard of the name Xiao Chen. He's the legendary God of War. We in the Prison Clan are afraid of him. You're just a human kid, and you dare to use his name. You're simply courting death!"

Xiao Chen chuckled, a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Well... my name is indeed Xiao Chen, and it was given to me by my parents. You can't just not allow me to do this just because I have the same name as the God of War, King?" His tone was relaxed and natural, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

The old man from the Prison Clan gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes flashing with madness and unwillingness, and said viciously:
"Humph, so what if it's the War God King Xiao Chen? Our Prison Clan has been preparing for so many years, and after countless failures and setbacks, we finally have the opportunity to revive again.

As long as we can succeed this time, we can completely get rid of the predicament of the past, survive and practice normally on this earth, and no longer have to hide and suffer endless humiliation and oppression.

No one can stop our Prison Clan's great cause, not even the legendary God of War! "As the old man finished speaking, the Prison Clan bloodline in his body seemed to be awakened and began to surge in his body.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's body shape began to change dramatically. His muscles swelled and his bones twisted, and he instantly turned into a hideous monster.

The monster was emitting black mist all over its body, its eyes were bloodshot, and sharp fangs were exposed in its mouth. It looked like a demon crawling out of hell, which was terrifying.

Seeing this, the surrounding warriors were so frightened that they hid away and dared not approach. They knew the horror and cruelty of the Prison Clan, and knew that once they were targeted by this monster, they would probably die.

However, facing this sudden change, Xiao Chen just shook his head lightly with a disdainful smile on his face:

"You're still the same, nothing new. You don't think you can defeat me by activating the power of your bloodline? This is ridiculous, idiot!"

Xiao Chen's words were full of ridicule and disdain for the old man from the Prison Clan, as if he was watching a clown performing.

The moment he finished speaking, Xiao Chen's figure appeared in front of the old man from the Prison Clan like a ghost.

One of his hands suddenly stretched out and grasped the old man's head tightly like an iron clamp, making the old man unable to move at all. He could only stare at Xiao Chen with his eyes wide open in fear.

At this time, the old man of the Prison Clan was filled with fear and confusion.

He had clearly used his blood to transform into his original form, and his strength had increased by more than ten times. However, the young man in front of him could control him so easily, which was beyond his imagination.

He tried to struggle, tried to resist, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free of Xiao Chen's iron-like grip. A feeling of despair began to surge in his heart, an endless, deep despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.

At this moment, the old man of the Prison Clan truly realized how terrifying the young man in front of him was. His strength, his methods, his calmness and composure all made him feel deeply terrified and powerless.

"Before you die, let me tell you a truth..." Xiao Chen's voice was calm and firm, as if he was stating a simple fact. "In fact, I am the God of War!"

Then, Xiao Chen's hands suddenly tightened, and his five fingers, like hooks, deeply embedded into the head of the old man from the Prison Clan.

Click!

A crisp bone-breaking sound was heard, and the Prison Clan elder's eyes instantly lost their luster. With endless shock and unwillingness, his body fell powerlessly into a pool of blood. At the same time, a surging blood force surged out of his body and poured into Xiao Chen's body like a tide. (End of this chapter)