Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 1550 1545: Kneel Before Me!

The shadow of the Martial God appeared behind Su Chen.The shadow of the Martial God can enhance Su Chen's strength fivefold. Don't underestimate this fivefold strength; Su Chen was not an ordinary Martial Artist of Middle Rank Saint Realm strength to begin with.

Now with this additional strength, Su Chen's power has reached a truly terrifying level.

Previously, Su Chen once unleashed a punch with extremely terrifying force, and at that time, he hadn't even used the Martial God's shadow's enhancement.

Now the power of Su Chen's punch was even greater than before: "Kneel before me!"

A wild gleam filled Su Chen's eyes.

The domineering force shot into the sky, leaving Colin Nopheler with no way to retreat. He had no choice but to face Su Chen head-on.

"Bang! Boom!" The terrifying explosion resounded, tearing the air apart.

Many precious antiques in the hall were reduced to dust under the impact of this punch's shockwaves, while those castle servants without much cultivation in the distance bled from their ears due to the terrible shockwaves.

Yet the two at the center of the battlefield were hard to see clearly.

The dust hadn't yet settled, and only two figures could be vaguely seen.

The old housekeeper's eyes suddenly narrowed in a very subtle manner; he could tell that in this round of confrontation, Young Master Colin had lost.

Because Su Chen was standing, while Colin was kneeling in front of Su Chen.

Su Chen looked down at Colin Nopheler with a strong and domineering stance.

This punch was a pure collision of strength.

Colin Nopheler hadn't yet snapped back to his senses.

He lost!

He had lost to a human!

The collision between him and Su Chen was purely one of strength, but the fact proved that he was inferior to Su Chen.

The terror of that punch left Colin Nopheler with lingering fear.

At the moment of impact, even his Heart Core had a rare tremor.

The life force of the Bloodline is extremely tenacious; unless the Heart Core is destroyed, it is usually very difficult to kill one.

Even if decapitated, a Bloodline still has the potential to resurrect.

The natural advantages of the Bloodline are truly frightening; as long as they live, their power will continue to grow.

But just now, Colin felt that if Su Chen's punch had landed squarely on his Heart Core, he might not die, but he would be half-dead.

And he might also lose the capital for advancing to Duke.

"Is this the Bloodline? Nothing much," Su Chen remarked with a seemingly contemptuous smile, as if dismissing the Bloodline.

But Colin was in no mood to refute Su Chen anymore.

His eyes were dazed, and the arm he'd used to clash with Su Chen was completely ruined, like a pile of mush.

Though the battle hadn't given him a fatal wound, the psychological scar Su Chen left on him was difficult to heal.

Liz had also been affected by the shockwaves, but being a first-level Viscount, she barely had the capacity for self-preservation and self-healing.

However, when she clearly saw what had happened, she was left with her mouth agape.

Brother Colin... Brother Colin actually lost?!

Liz found it hard to believe; Brother Colin was recognized as a genius among the Bloodlines and was already a third-level Marquis, right?

How could that human possibly be Brother Colin's opponent? I must be dreaming!

Liz closed her eyes and murmured to herself, then reopened them after a moment.

But the scene before her hadn't changed at all, because everything had truly happened.

"Since you lost as well, answer my questions honestly. If your answers don't satisfy me, I won't mind teaching your ignorant sister a lesson and... leveling this castle!"

Su Chen's voice was indifferent, giving no clue whether he meant the threat seriously or not.

A trace of light finally appeared in Colin Nopheler's glazed eyes.

He looked at Su Chen and asked, "How old are you this year? Do you currently have the strength of a first-level Marquis?"

This was what Colin was most anxious to know at the moment.

"Me? I'm around twenty. As for strength, I am indeed stronger than you," Su Chen replied, rubbing his chin casually.

He wasn't entirely sure whether he had reached the so-called strength of a first-level Marquis, because he hadn't found a suitable benchmark.

He had no idea how strong a first-level Marquis actually was, so how could he know whether he had reached or surpassed it?

However, according to Su Chen's guess, the strength of a first-level Marquis definitely surpassed that of ordinary Saints.

Perhaps the strength of a second-level Marquis could already rival that of peak Saint Realm Martial Arts experts.

But this couldn't be completely calculated this way because martial artists, after all, knew some martial skills.

The terrifying power unleashed by some martial skills might not be beneath that of Human King level experts!

"Twenty... around twenty years old?" Colin Nopheler looked at Su Chen, somewhat disoriented.

Though he had already been mentally preparing for this.

Still, hearing it directly from Su Chen's mouth and getting confirmation made Colin Nopheler's state of mind suddenly collapse.

That is to say, Su Chen had surpassed him using just a tenth of the lifespan he had. Even someone as proud as him found it hard to accept.

But human martial artists and the Bloodline are fundamentally different.

In a way, Bloodlines are the darlings of heaven and earth; their strength increases every moment without needing to cultivate or do anything, and after one hundred or a thousand years, Bloodline experts emerge.

But it's different for humans.

Every human martial artist has reached where they are today through immense hardship, step by step. They might have some shortcuts, but not in a way akin to 'rampantly growing wild.'

Colin achieved what others might not in 500 years by the age of two hundred.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, someone surpassed him in twenty years.

The pride and the loss are unbearable to endure at the same time.

"I heard we have a new friend at home? Liz, don't you plan on introducing me?" A deep male voice resounded in the living room.

"Ah, Father!" Liz was unprecedentedly delighted; her father's voice turned out to be so pleasant.

Hearing Liz's enthusiastic greeting, the deep male voice seemed somewhat flattered as well.

"Oh, my darling Liz, what's the matter with you?" A middle-aged man draped in luxurious Middle Ages aristocratic robes appeared in the hall.

But his attention wasn't on Su Chen at all. At this moment, Su Chen seemed like a passerby, with not a trace of presence, as the man's entire attention was on Liz.

"Boohoo, I was bullied, that bad guy... I'm so upset!" Liz was about to testify against Su Chen but was stopped immediately when she caught a glimpse of Colin Nopheler still kneeling on the ground.