Chapter 1255: You Know Who I Am?

The other members of the demon race wore complex expressions. Lionheart, normally so proud, had just boasted about trampling his opponent, but now he was being trampled himself. How could he possibly endure such humiliation?

A normal defeat in a martial arts competition might not have been a major blow to him; on the contrary, it could even have served as a tempering experience. But being stomped on the head in front of so many people—if he couldn’t emerge from that shadow, he might be ruined for life.

Of course, as they belonged to different races, some were secretly pleased to see the haughty Lionheart meet this fate. After all, if the Lion race had two prodigies, they would pose a huge threat to their respective races once they grew stronger.

Only Princess Soren lightly furrowed her brows. This fellow’s humiliation of Lionheart meant he had incurred a deadly vendetta with the Lion race.

Although his cultivation level was unexpectedly high, he was definitely no match for the older generation of experts in the Lion race. Moreover, Lionheart had an elder brother who was one of the Five Prodigies, so there would undoubtedly be furious retaliation against him.

She wondered what race he belonged to and if his family’s power could protect him.

“Release our young prince!” At this moment, several of Lionheart’s guards, both shocked and enraged, brandished their weapons and charged towards Zu An.

These individuals were not as highly cultivated as Lionheart, but several Seventh and Eighth Rank cultivators combined created an intimidating presence.

Zu An cast a cold glance at them, then casually flicked his sleeve. A wave of fiery heat swept out, forcing the guards to retreat.

On the side, Yun Jianyue, observing the fight, smiled in satisfaction. “This young man is increasingly demonstrating the demeanor of a Grandmaster.”

Yan Xuehen nodded in deep agreement. She had seen many astonishingly talented young people over the years, but compared to Zu An, those so-called geniuses fell far short. “His current strength allows him to contend with experts of the previous generation.”

She somewhat regretted having previously prevented her disciple Chu Yan’s marriage to him. Such an exceptional individual might even prompt the old recluses of White Jade Capital to desperately push Chu Yan towards him if they knew.

Suddenly, recalling her recent interactions with Zu An, her cheeks flushed. What face or standing did she have now to object?

Hearing two Grandmasters praise her lover so highly, Yu Yanluo, usually elegant and composed, couldn’t help but beam with joy.

At this moment, Lionheart finally realized what had happened: he was actually being trampled underfoot by someone else?

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A powerful aura suddenly surged. Zu An felt the anomaly under his foot, his expression sharpened, and he quickly dodged aside.

Roar!

A golden male lion appeared around Lionheart, protecting him.

This golden male lion glittered with light. At first glance, it seemed corporeal, and both its aura and suppressive force were far greater than the lion illusion Lionheart had conjured with his earlier punch.

“This is… the aura of a Heaven-grade weapon!” The demon experts nearby exclaimed, each with envy in their eyes.

Heaven-grade weapons were extremely precious. Although they came from prominent clans, they were not direct descendants of the main lineage, making it difficult for them to qualify for a Heaven-grade weapon.

Some might never have the chance to own their own Heaven-grade weapon in their lifetime, yet Lionheart, at only thirteen, already possessed one!

Lionheart’s right hand now bore a glittering golden gauntlet, inscribed with intricate runes, radiating waves of oppressive power.

He stood up again, disheveled, bruised, and with blood trickling from his nose, his eyes now blazing with fury. “You’re dead!”

He had enjoyed smooth sailing his entire life, growing up amidst victories and glory. When had he ever suffered such a severe setback?

His eyes were completely bloodshot, his hair stood on end, and veins bulged on his forehead as he glared at Zu An like a beast ready to devour its prey.

This time, he wasted no words, directly swinging his fist and smashing it towards his opponent.

This golden gauntlet was a serendipitous discovery from his childhood, found in a senior’s cave dwelling after he fell down a cliff. Normally, his elder brother had advised him not to rely on the power of weapons, lest it hinder his future growth.

However, given the current situation, he could no longer afford to hold back.

With a punch, a destructive fist aura surged forward. Enhanced by the golden gauntlet, the lion illusion manifested by his "Furious Lion's Overlord Fist" was almost corporeal.

Zu An lightly tapped his foot and dodged aside. The fist aura directly slammed into the cliff behind him.

With a thunderous crash, half of the cliff collapsed.

The onlookers were just marveling at the unique power of a Heaven-grade weapon when they suddenly realized something and began to curse angrily, “You’ve destroyed so many spiritual herbs and wondrous medicines!”

The cliff had been covered with various extraordinary medicinal herbs, making even these aristocratic young masters salivate. Unfortunately, nearly all of them were obliterated by that single punch.

Lionheart spun around, his eyes bloodshot. “What, do you have a problem with that?”

The others choked, seeing the Heaven-grade weapon in his hand. Realizing it wasn’t wise to confront him in his current furious state, they grudgingly swallowed their anger. “No problem, no problem, please continue!”

With a ruthless expression, Lionheart turned back to Zu An, continuously forming hand seals and unleashing a relentless barrage of “Furious Lion’s Overlord Fists,” resembling a bomber unleashing its payload.

Princess Soren watched, her heart trembling. This gauntlet was not only incredibly powerful on its own, but it also seemed to provide Lionheart with a continuous supply of vital energy. Otherwise, given the terrifying consumption of the “Furious Lion’s Overlord Fist” at full power, Lionheart’s cultivation shouldn’t have been able to sustain him for so long.

Zu An, however, merely tapped his toes, moving with an unhurried grace. Each time, he managed to precisely evade the terrifying fist aura.

Dust flew everywhere, and explosions rocked the surroundings, yet not a single speck touched him.

Even Princess Changning’s eyes lit up. This man was quite handsome after all.

Lionheart’s relentless onslaught yielded no results, igniting a furious blaze in his heart. “Do you only know how to dodge?”

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Zu An smiled. “I’m doing this for your sake, so you don’t instantly collapse with a bad look on your face, like before.”

Lionheart exploded with rage. “Keep talking big! I have a Heaven-grade weapon now. Let’s see how long you can keep dodging!”

Zu An sighed. “Is a Heaven-grade weapon so impressive? I have one too.”

No sooner had he spoken than he conjured the Qiankun Ring.

Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from it, the others gasped, their breathing quickening. Another Heaven-grade weapon?

Princess Changning, who had initially looked down on Zu An, now gazed at him with eager, beautiful eyes, thinking she must find an opportunity to befriend him later.

At the same time, she thought, ‘Princess Soren is truly cunning; she must have known something to have shown him favor so early.’

These women are truly scheming!

Just then, the Qiankun Ring directly collided with Lionheart’s golden gauntlet.

Boom!

The immense shockwave forced everyone else in the arena to retreat.

At the center of the collision, Lionheart’s head buzzed. He vaguely saw a figure rushing towards him. Instinctively, he tried to swing his gauntlet to defend, but the opponent, wielding the Qiankun Ring, struck him directly on the elbow.

With a crisp snap, his arm fell limply, clearly indicating a broken bone.

Thud!

He felt a sharp pain in his face, realizing his head had once again been trampled into the ground!

Lionheart struggled desperately, but his strength was no match for Zu An’s. The humiliation within him caused him to completely break down, and tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.

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Seeing the skyrocketing rage points in the background, Zu An said with a smile, “Why are you so eager to be trampled like this by me? Could it be that you enjoy this feeling?”

“Just kill me!” Lionheart’s heart was already ashen. He could well imagine that he would become the laughingstock of the entire demon race.

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Princess Soren, startled, feared Zu An might act impulsively. She quickly stepped forward and said, “Young master, please show mercy. He is, after all, the Lion King’s most beloved youngest son and holds a special status. Killing him would likely bring great disaster. Perhaps it would be better to follow the demon race’s tradition and ransom his life with money.”

Zu An’s eyes lit up, remembering his recent gains from Chiwen. “That’s a good idea!”

So, he casually pulled off Lionheart’s gauntlet. Lionheart struggled desperately, crying, “No!”

Unfortunately, he was powerless to prevent his past fortuitous encounter from benefiting someone else.

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The other demons watched with immense envy. To brazenly seize it like that! They had coveted Lionheart’s Heaven-grade weapon too, but had only dared to dream of it; none would ever truly act on it.

Zu An then took out Lionheart’s storage bag. “Open it!”

Items like storage bags typically bore the owner’s mark, making it difficult for others to open them directly.

“Never!” Lionheart gritted his teeth. “You wouldn’t dare kill me anyway. Do you know who my father and elder brother are? I advise you to return my golden gauntlet, or my father and brother will hunt you down to the ends of the earth and grind your bones to dust!”

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“Your father and elder brother?” Zu An scoffed coldly. “Do you know who *I* am?”