"Ouch!" Du Chen stumbled and fell to the ground after being hit.

This blow caused Du Chen to break out in a cold sweat, and most of the alcohol quickly dissipated. He touched his neck and felt relieved. Although the pain was unbearable, it was not a fatal injury.

His lotus inner energy saved his life!

He realized that he couldn't drink too much in the future. Being drunk can lead to trouble! Du Chen quickly got up, activated his lotus inner energy, and spread it throughout his body. Drawing from his experience of avoiding bullets in his past life, he moved his feet quickly while keeping an eye on the direction of the water arrows.

In fact, Du Chen didn't need to look for the water arrows. Frith' previous attack had missed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "How are you okay!?"

It was not his carelessness. The scene before him was truly shocking. Imagine a sniper on Earth shooting an unprepared target, but the target screams in pain without any injury. What would the sniper think? It would be strange if he didn't think he had seen a ghost!

As soon as the exclamation came out, Du Chen heard it, "Hmph, Frith, get out here!"

Frith reluctantly came out from the corner, glaring at Du Chen with malice. "What precious item do you have to protect yourself? How are you okay!?"

Seeing that there was only one opponent, Du Chen stopped moving and angrily scolded, "Frith, how dare you attack the descendant of the Legendary Fighter God without reason! Aren't you afraid of being sent to the stake by the Holy Church!?"

"I'm afraid! Of course, I am!" Frith gritted his teeth, sneering, "But as long as I kill you, no one will know about today's events!" He held the sacred artifact in his hand and began chanting a strange and rhythmic incantation.

Du Chen carefully observed and noticed that Frith didn't have any helpers. There were only the two of them in the pitch-black alley!

What a great opportunity! Du Chen wanted to assess his own strength, and now a Level 1 Red-clothed Magic Fighter appeared in front of him! As proven earlier, the first layer of lotus inner energy could defend against a Level 1 demon fighter's sneak attack. So, what about his attack power?

Thinking of this, Du Chen paid attention to Frith' movements, touched his nose, and smiled, "Frith, do you think you're the only one with a holy artifact? Come out, my Ram Horn War Hammer!"

In an instant, the sacred artifact flew out from his pocket and transformed into a Ram Horn War Hammer, landing in Du Chen's hand. He casually waved it, and a green light burst forth!

Frith was shocked and even forgot to continue chanting the incantation.

"You, did you steal Kamman's sacred artifact? Oh my god, you forced the Ram Horn War Hammer to recognize you as its master!?"

Forcing a third-level sacred artifact to recognize its master, this is one of the signs of a ninth-level fighter god!

"My dear young Frith, didn't your mother teach you? You can't be distracted during a battle!" Du Chen said, activating his lotus inner energy and swiftly attacking, striking Frith' shoulder with the war hammer.

Under the activation of the lotus inner energy, a surge of power suddenly emerged from the Ram Horn War Hammer, blending with the lotus inner energy, enhancing Du Chen's speed and strength.

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Du Chen carefully experienced this feeling and calculated with his precise sensitivity to numbers from his past life. The Ram Horn War Hammer increased his combat power by about ten percent. However, it was clear that there was still more power in the sacred artifact, but Du Chen's current lotus inner energy was not enough to fully unleash its potential.

As the hammer landed on his shoulder, Frith let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground!

Du Chen shook the Ram Horn War Hammer in his hand, dissatisfied with the outcome, "Hey, Frith, are you dead? If you're not dead, get up! I didn't have enough fun. You were too surprised just now, your reaction was too slow, it doesn't count. Let's go again!"

Saying that, he kicked Frith hard. "Get up quickly, and fight with me, damn it!"

Frith was left with a swollen shoulder from the blow. He gritted his teeth, got up, protected himself with Dou qi, and shouted, "Francis, I'm going to tell the Holy Church that you're a thief! You're done for!"

Du Chen raised an eyebrow at him. He had dared to reveal the sacred artifact in front of others, so he had already thought of everything, "My dear young Frith, shut your damn mouth and come on, let's continue fighting!"

"Damn it, I'll fight you! Aqua Wave!" Frith threw out another water arrow while quickly distancing himself from Du Chen – this was the standard fighting style of a low-level Magic fighter god.

Watching the water arrow approach, Du Chen raised his hammer to meet it head-on. With a thud, the water arrow burst, and Du Chen felt a dull pain in his chest, but it was not serious.

He quickly closed the distance, taking advantage of the speed brought by the lotus inner energy, and knocked Frith down with another swing of the hammer.

Stepping on Frith' head, Du Chen asked with a smug smile, "Hey, have you figured out what level your young master is?"

"Hmph, you're just a first-level red-clothed warrior, how could you possibly force a third-level sacred artifact to recognize you?" Frith unintentionally revealed the information Du Chen wanted, then puzzledly thought to himself, If he's not a ninth-level fighter god, how did Francis force a third-level sacred artifact to recognize him? Oh, I understand now, he's pretending to be weak and hiding his true strength!

At this moment, Du Chen let Frith go. "Alright, let's try again! Young master, I'll give you a friendly reminder. If you dare not fight back, if you don't give it your all, I'll beat you so badly that your mother won't recognize you!"

Frith got up, only to be knocked down again, then got up, crawled down, and repeated this cycle until his face was bruised and swollen, and his body was broken. When he couldn't get up anymore, Du Chen finally felt satisfied!

In actual combat, the first level of the lotus inner energy is equivalent to a first-level battle qi. Now, Du Chen's strength should be enough to defeat an ordinary first-level warrior. However, he only had strength and speed, his moves and techniques were not good!

"Fr-Francis, please, don't kill me!" Frith was scared. He had been beaten to the point where he no longer resembled a human. Moreover, he was extremely shocked. How could the disgrace of the Saint Kain family possess Dou qi? If he had known earlier, he would have brought more people...

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world of fighter gods. Du Chen, not knowing how many times he had stepped on Frith' head, grinned and said, "Kill you? No, no, young master, I never kill. But I will deal with you in another way, a very interesting method!"

Du Chen was a thief, but he was not a murderer. Although he knew that killing Frith while it was quiet at night was the best way to keep it a secret, he couldn't bring himself to kill a living person.

But Frith knew Du Chen's secret, and he couldn't let him go!

"My dear young Frith, let me teach you one more thing. As a noble, you must learn to use legal weapons to protect yourself. Look, like this!"

Du Chen coughed lightly, put away the sacred artifact, and suddenly sat down next to Frith. He messed up his clothes and hair, grabbed two handfuls of dirt and smeared it on his face, then shouted in panic, "Oh no, murder! Frith is killing someone!!"

Frith looked at Du Chen in confusion, not knowing what he was doing.

The voice was very loud, but despite their prolonged fight, it didn't attract anyone's attention. It was evident that this alley was secluded. Du Chen's shout didn't bring anyone over, so he simply activated his lotus inner energy and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Help! Help me! In the seventh district, Frith is trying to kill me!"

Finally, a night patrol soldier lazily ran over. "What are you shouting about? It's the middle of the night... Oh my god, it's two noble young masters!"

As soon as Du Chen saw them, he immediately got up from the ground, his face full of panic, and his voice trembling, "Brave warriors, save me! I am Francis of the Saint Kain family. Frith, the son of the Minister of Finance, is trying to kill me. Fortunately, a masked fighter god descended from the sky, wielding a sacred artifact that guided the fierce winds, and saved me. Oh my god, praise that fighter god!"