Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family

Watching the slaughter for a long time, Su Changqing and Chu Ze knew they couldn't wait any longer.

Chu Ze glanced at the many onlookers of prodigies behind him, sneered and said:

"Let's go!"

"Since no one wants to take the lead, we'll go first."

"I don't believe these people can hold back!"

With these words, Chu Ze and Feng Ling, after secretly competing with Su Changqing for a long time, finally stood completely on the opposite side.

In the front.

From the fifty or sixty members of the Liu family, now there were only a mere dozen left.

The surrounding was filled with the stench of blood, severed limbs scattered, the scene was horrifying.

Su Changqing, holding the blood-stained Cyan Blade, walked forward slowly, while the remaining Liu family disciples were terrified.

They wore expressions of fear, retreating as Su Changqing advanced.

But at this moment, Feng Ling and Chu Ze came shoulder to shoulder, blocking Su Changqing in front.

"You slaughter people at a feast, do you think our hidden family has no one?"

Chu Ze looked at Su Changqing and spoke faintly, pure Spiritual Power emanating around him.

"Brother Su, you've gone too far."

Feng Ling didn't say much, just spoke plainly, and a gale rose around him.

At this time, the Liu family members, seeing the prodigies taking action, finally heaved a sigh of relief.

And the many onlooking prodigies, seeing someone taking the lead, their eyes couldn't help but brighten, and many stepped forward into the void.

In no time, more than a dozen people stood in front of Su Changqing.

Their numbers were far less than the Liu family earlier, but their combat power far exceeded!

Now, more than a dozen prodigies gathered in one place, a powerful aura permeated in all directions.

Words of accusation and reproach seemed to be looking for a justified reason for their actions.

Su Changqing's steps paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, spotting many familiar faces from the courtyard of that day.

He stayed silent for a moment before calmly speaking: "Gentlemen, we have no past grievances or enmity."

"Today I am here to avenge my senior brother, anyone who blocks me will face relentless retribution!"

"Do you really want to meddle in this chaos?"

Su Changqing's words were originally meant to avoid unnecessary slaughter, advising the crowd to leave.

But who knew, these people thought Su Changqing was afraid, and one by one sneered.

"Relentless retribution, huh? That's truly frightening. Do you think you alone can be our opponent?"

"Ha, doesn't he see us as those ordinary Liu family disciples?"

"Haha, how arrogant indeed, we plan to meddle in this mess, what will you do?"

The crowd spoke one after another, their careless manner showing no regard for Su Changqing.

And they indeed had the confidence, as they were more than a dozen prodigies, each with formidable combat power.

While Su Changqing was merely at the early stage of the divine realm, having just fought fiercely, how much Spiritual Qi could he have left?

"Su Changqing, stop trying to bluff."

Chu Ze sneered and said: "After all that fighting, I'd bet your Spiritual Power is nearly depleted!"

"How long can you last?"

The early stage of the divine realm, where Spiritual Power has just been converted and is quite thin.

He dared to assert that the intense battle just now had drained Su Changqing!

"These guys..."

Seeing Chu Ze and others taking advantage of the situation, Xian Banmeng's delicate face turned slightly cold, and she stepped lightly into the air, instantly reaching Su Changqing's side.

The sudden appearance of Xian Banmeng caused a slight change in the expressions of Chu Ze and the other prodigies, as well as the Liu family members.

The Immortal Spirit Sect, an ancient top-tier hidden family that no one wanted to provoke.

"Fairy Meng, this matter has nothing to do with you, why involve yourself in trouble for this person?"

Seeing Xian Banmeng by Su Changqing's side, Chu Ze couldn't help but persuade.

"I just can't stand certain vile opportunists."

Xian Banmeng spoke coldly, not leaving the others a shred of face.

Feng Ling, Chu Ze, and the other prodigies' faces alternated between green and red, a surge of anger rising in their hearts.

Su Changqing, how did he deserve such favor from Fairy Meng!

"They're right, today's matter has nothing to do with you, let's go."

At this moment, Su Changqing sheathed his long sword and spoke softly.

The recent slaughter had indeed left his Spiritual Power depleted.

The power of the Original Sword Body was strong, but it also consumed a lot of Spiritual Power.

From now on, he could only forgo using the sword.

"Even putting away your sword, and unable to use your best Sword Technique, you plan to continue fighting?"

Xian Banmeng couldn't help but ask.

"Who told you my best skill is Sword Technique."

Feeling the burning scarlet flame within the world, Su Changqing spoke calmly.

"Hmm?"

Xian Banmeng was taken aback, "Your best skill isn't Sword Technique? Then it is... the Dao of Confucianism?"

"No."

Su Changqing gently stretched his muscles, resonating like wrought iron, a surge of intense flames rising from his body.

Feeling the boundless rampant power within him, enveloped in flames, he slowly clenched his fist and chuckled:

"My best skill is strength!"