The first dragon of all time

"Too slow."

This is Long Qingchen's evaluation of Long Xueyi. During the process of Long Xueyi using the Shadow of the Blood Dragon, he could kill Long Xueyi more than ten times.

Because Long Xueyi's speed of casting the Blood Dragon's Shadow was too slow, it took a full breath of time!

For him, one breath is enough to perform dozens of martial arts, and it is not difficult to kill Long Xueyi more than ten times.

Of course, he didn't mean to look down on the Shadow of the Blood Dragon.

Shadow of the Blood Dragon is a martial art created by the Blood Ancestral Dragon. It is stronger than ordinary emperor-level martial arts. Only those with cultivation levels above the Dragon Sovereign realm can display the true meaning of the Shadow of the Blood Dragon.

Long Xueyi's use of the Blood Dragon's Shadow at the second-level Dragon King level feels a bit "flashy". That's why it's so slow and not powerful enough. He can't even exert one ten-millionth of the power of the Blood Dragon's Shadow.

Buzz! ...

He took action, without using any martial arts. He simply raised a hand, spread his fingers, and the dragon power spread out instantly, condensing into a giant claw of dragon power, and immediately caught the shadow of the blood dragon!

Roar! ...

The shadow of the blood dragon struggled fiercely in his giant claws of dragon power, roaring with a thunderous dragon roar, but could not break free.

"Destroy."

He clenched his palm slightly and closed the giant claws of dragon power.

boom!

The shadow of the blood dragon suddenly collapsed!

Immediately afterwards, he stretched his palm forward, and the dragon's giant claw appeared above Long Xueyi's head like a blue cloud.

Finally, his palm pressed down.

Not even bothering to look, he turned around and walked off the ring with an indifferent expression.

Boom! ...

Behind him, a bright light burst out, and there was a dull loud noise!

The academicians and disciples stared blankly at this scene. They saw the giant claw of dragon power fall down, and the entire arena was instantly annihilated. A huge pit in the shape of a palm appeared. Dragon Xueyi was stuck at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood. It was full of cracks and bleeding from the mouth and nose. It was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

one move!

Isn't this too fast?

I thought that the duel between the two saints would be a battle between dragons and tigers, and there would be no winner without more than a thousand moves. Unexpectedly, with just one move, Long Xueyi was suppressed with a slap!

The disciples couldn't help but shudder. It wasn't that Long Xueyi was not strong, but that Long Qingchen's strength was too terrifying. Obviously, the hundred years of shutting up and thinking about life had not allowed Long Qingchen to be surpassed by the geniuses of his generation, but had made him even more powerful. Beyond the geniuses of his generation!

The old palace master suddenly changed his expression and quickly flew into the huge pit to check Long Xueyi's injuries.

Although Long Xueyi looked miserable and his body was covered with cracks, it was actually nothing serious. He was just knocked unconscious.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief. Although Long Xueyi's "value" to the dragon clan was not that great compared to Long Qingchen, Long Xueyi was still the number one genius of the young generation. If something unexpected happened, , it is also a huge loss for the Dragon Clan, and it is not easy for him to explain to the clan elders.

At the same time, he was even more shocked by Long Qingchen's strength. If the strength were a little stronger, Long Xueyi's internal organs would be shattered. If the strength was a little lighter, Long Xueyi could not be stunned. It can be seen that Long Qingchen's internal organs were shattered. Chen's control of power has reached an extremely precise level!

"I'm leaving. I'll see you again when I have time."

Long Qingchen said something and planned to leave.

"let's go."

The old palace master waved his hands with a wry smile. This kid is a bad guy. Every time he comes back, bad things will happen... I wish this kid would leave early and never come again!

When passing by the academicians, Long Qingchen bowed slightly to show respect.

In the past, when he was in the Dragon Blood Martial House, the sermons of the academicians had no effect on him. However, these academicians had taught generations of young people of the Dragon Clan, and they were indeed worthy of respect.

"Brother Chen."

Among the academicians, a young academician came out and called out.

Long Qingchen was startled for a moment, and then he smiled. He patted the young academician on the shoulder, pointed at the disciples and said, "Teach these little guys well. If you encounter anyone who is disobedient, hit them when they should. Just scold them. If their parents dare to come to you to settle accounts, let their parents come to me. I will support you. Of course, in the future, my child may also practice in the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, so you can't beat me. Otherwise , Sister Xuan will directly burn down the entire Dragon Blood Martial Palace, and I can’t protect you.”

"Remember Brother Chen's teachings."

Long Qingze nodded with a wry smile.

Long Qingchen patted his shoulder again, laughed and left the martial arts field.

The hatred in my youth has become a symbol in my memory. Looking back, it may not be so beautiful, but it is necessary because it is the price of growing up.

No need to say it out loud, it’s tacitly understood, and it’s all part of the joke!

In just one step, Long Qingchen appeared in the back mountain.

"Quack!"

The colorful bird was startled, shook its head and shouted, "Long Qingchen, the evil star, has come out, Long Qingchen, the evil star has come out!"

Long Qingchen stretched out his hand and grabbed its long neck, lifted it up, and threw it to the ground. He said angrily, "Okay, stop pretending to be stupid. I just came to see your family. Nothing happened."

"That's good."

The colorful sparrow flapped its wings and felt relieved.

The white-finch smiled and took out a few fruits from the hole in the tree to entertain her husband's guests.

"Thank you, aunt."

Long Qingchen took the fruit, thanked him, and sat on the floor.

Three colorful white-winged finches circled around Long Qingchen, sometimes pecking his clothes and sometimes his hair. Long Qingchen didn't mind and let them play. After a hundred years, the mind of a child is still the same. It seems that the growth period of the colorful white finch is relatively long.

Colorful Bird looked at Long Qingchen deeply, as if she could see through him, "Boy, I haven't seen him in a hundred years, I have made a lot of progress."

"You are a good family. You have become a lot stronger. Did you steal the treasures from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace's treasury?"

Long Qingchen could also clearly sense that the family's cultivation had also improved a lot.

Colorful Bird's eyes widened, "How do you know?"

Long Qingchen almost vomited blood. He was just joking. Unexpectedly, he actually ate it secretly. "Do you have any more? Share it with me. I promise not to tell the old master."

Colorful Bird looked at him warily, "No more, finished eating."

In fact, Long Qingchen was just teasing it, not really asking for it. He had no shortage of training resources.

As if hearing the voice, Long Qingqing walked out of the yard and looked at him, as if telling him, and seemed to mutter to himself, "It's been a hundred years, time flies so fast."

"Yes, a whole hundred years."

Long Qingchen stood up and bowed. .

One hundred years have passed, and the eighth elder of the Qinglong clan, who is also an academician of the Dragon Blood Martial Palace's outer courtyard, has changed little, except that his face has become more haggard, which makes him wonder whether it has something to do with his father's departure... ...

After chatting with the colorful bird for a while, Long Qingchen left the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion and headed towards the territory of the Golden Dragon Clan. Sister Xuan should have remembered that he came out today but did not come to pick him up. I wonder what Sister Xuan was busy with.