My Ares Son-in-Law

The people in the Yan family all looked very ugly, as if they were eggplants hit by frost, having lost their previous vitality.

Who can stand spending money and being called a waste?

At this moment, Xiao Chen gently exhaled a smoke ring, and the smoke slowly dissipated in the air, as if carrying his faint sarcasm and disdain.

His voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant: "It sounds like you are not going to commit suicide. Well, I'll give you a ride. But once I do it, you will die a very ugly death." His tone was full of confidence and determination.

Ma Kuang grinned fiercely, his voice was like a roar from hell, full of cruelty and complacency: "Don't worry, I won't let you die too comfortably." There was a crazy flame flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour Xiao Chen completely.

As he spoke, Ma Kuang's figure appeared in front of Xiao Chen like a phantom. His speed was so fast that it was hard to keep up, as if the space was distorted by him.

Then, he swung the knife in his hand down fiercely. Before the knife fell, it had already turned red, as if it had been stained with blood, emitting a frightening breath. The oncoming wind also had a pungent smell of blood, which made people feel cold.

Xiao Chen seemed unusually calm. He shook his body casually and dodged Ma Kuang's fatal attack easily like a fish sliding across the water.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, that smile was full of sarcasm and disdain: "I don't think your Wuji Blood Blade is that good. You said that the Yan family is trash, I think you are not much different from them, just as trash!"

Xiao Chen's words were like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into Ma Kuang's heart.

Ma Kuang's face instantly turned livid, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if they were about to spit out fire: "Nonsense! Die!"

His voice was like thunder, deafening. Then, he swung his knife at Xiao Chen again, the knife light was like lightning, cutting through the sky, carrying endless murderous intent and anger.

He came from the Holy Land of the Western Regions, a place that was considered a taboo by countless warriors, a place where there were many powerful people and mysterious. In the Holy Land of the Western Regions, his name was enough to stop children from crying and make the strong tremble. He was a terrifying demon that made people tremble with fear.

However, he did not expect that when he came to this secular world, he would be called a waste. This was a great insult to him, as if he had been deprived of his honor and dignity. How could he accept such a title, how could he endure such humiliation?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The anger in his chest was like a blazing fire that almost swallowed him up. He wished he could vent all his anger on Xiao Chen, letting this ignorant kid know that he, who came from the Holy Land of the Western Regions, was definitely not a waste who could be bullied by anyone!

Ma Kuang's swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, and each strike was like a violent storm, unstoppable. The sword light flashed, turning into a whistling gust of wind, as if it was going to tear the space apart.

He flashed a curtain of swords, which was like an airtight wall, but it could not hit Xiao Chen at all. Xiao Chen was like a ghost, moving freely in the sword light, as if he did not exist in this world at all.

At this time, Ma Kuang gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

However, he was still extremely shocked in his heart. He couldn't believe that he couldn't even touch a single hair of Xiao Chen.

His eyes rolled and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Brat, if you have the guts, don't hide. Are you going to tire me to death when you say you want to kill me?" His tone was full of provocation and disdain, as if to say, if you really have the guts, stand up and confront me head-on, otherwise, you are just a coward who can only dodge.

Xiao Chen replied calmly but firmly: "Exhausted to death? That's too easy for you. Since you want me to do it, I will oblige you." There was an unquestionable determination in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.

Ma Kuang couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he heard this.

He thought to himself that this kid was just as naive as Ma Yuanchao. He was so stupid to let him be fooled by just one sentence. So he swung his sword again, and this time, he used all his strength, vowing to kill Xiao Chen with one blow.

However, to his surprise, Xiao Chen did not dodge this time. Xiao Chen's body shook slightly, as if he had gathered all his strength, and then punched out. The fist carried an overwhelming momentum, as if it was going to tear the air apart.

"Hahaha, idiot, do you think your fist is harder than my knife?" Seeing this, Ma Kuang felt even more proud.

He found that Xiao Chen was even more stupid than Ma Yuanchao. Ma Yuanchao knew how to use his sword to block, but this guy actually used his fist to block his knife. Isn't this just looking for death? A mocking smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the tragic scene of Xiao Chen being cut in half by a knife.

However, as everyone watched with bated breath, the knife and the fist collided violently in the next moment.

Click!

A crisp breaking sound was heard, and the short knife in Ma Kuang's hand was shattered directly under the impact, turning into countless fragments that flew everywhere. This change shocked everyone present. They could not believe that Ma Kuang's short knife, which was famous in the Western Region Holy Land, was so vulnerable.

Xiao Chen's punch seemed to contain infinite power. Even after breaking the dagger, he did not pause at all and directly hit Ma Kuang's abdomen.

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Although the force did not seem to be great and was only used casually, the force was like a mountain torrent, unstoppable. Ma Kuang only felt a sharp pain coming, and the whole person was like being hit by a huge hammer, and was instantly knocked out.

He drew a long arc in the air, flew dozens of meters away, and finally smashed into the crowd of Yan family. Accompanied by exclamations and screams, several Yan family warriors were killed on the spot by Ma Kuang's huge body, blood splattered everywhere, and the scene was in a mess.

Ma Kuang struggled to get up from the ground. His face was as pale as paper and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief.

With a trembling voice, he muttered to himself, "Impossible! You are so young, how is it possible for you to have such strength! This is simply against common sense!" His voice was full of despair and unwillingness, as if he could not accept this cruel reality.

Xiao Chen's lips curled up into a faint smile, which was full of confidence and pride. "That's just your narrow-minded view. Not to mention you, no one in the entire Western Region Holy Land can match me. You dare to fight me, you are really brave."

There was an indescribable light in his eyes, as if he was mocking Ma Kuang's ignorance and overestimation of his own abilities. (End of this chapter)