"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" Li Hongchou shrieked in terror. "It was Yagyu Uemon, one of the nine leaders of the Tiansha Association. He gave Su Mo a list with the nas and contact information of all the poor martial artists. He told Su Mo to coordinate with everyone who frad you ten years ago, get in touch with those poor people, and use money to bribe them into dealing with you. Yagyu Uemon even gave Su Mo one billion in gold..."
Ye Xiu was stunned for a mont. He truly hadn’t expected Mutou Bingyuan to have such a trick up his sleeve.
He asked, "How is it that I’ve heard nothing about this?"
"They... they’ve been contacting each other entirely by phone," Li Hongchou said.
Ye Xiu’s eyes widened in realization. So that’s how it is! No wonder the intelligence personnel monitoring Su Mo and his enemies hadn’t reported anything. On the surface, they were inactive, but they were secretly coordinating by phone. That was a very covert move!
He asked, "Who exactly have Su Mo and his allies contacted?"
"They were too stingy to spend money, so for now, they’ve only contacted the Luopo Sect. In their view, the Luopo Sect alone is enough to kill you; there’s no need to waste money contacting all the poor martial artists," Li Hongchou said.
Ye Xiu couldn’t help but smirk. Those masterminds with Su Mo... being stingy at a ti like this. If they had actually contacted all the poor martial artists to attack together, it would have been quite a headache. After all, most of the tens of thousands of martial artists are poor. And yet, these poor martial artists are all Eighth Grade Grandmasters, Great Grandmasters, and War Gods. Most of them also have an Ancient Martial Family or a Sect backing them. Eliminating so many people would be exhausting!
"So, do you have any other questions? If not, can I go now?" Li Hongchou asked timidly.
"Go? Where to?" Ye Xiu asked.
"Ho!" Li Hongchou’s lip trembled as he started to cry. "I miss my mom."
"I miss my mom, too. Why don’t you go down there and tell her that her son misses her," Ye Xiu said. Then, with a sharp CRACK, he snapped Li Hongchou’s neck.
At that mont, Chloe said in a cold voice, "The Luopo Sect dared to make an enemy of you. We cannot let them off the hook."
"Mm," Ye Xiu nodded. He was not a soft-hearted person. Since the Luopo Sect had allied with Su Mo, there was no longer any reason for them to exist. He said, "Use Xiwa’s phone to call the Luopo Sect Leader. Tell him I’m dead, but my house is filled with countless gold, silver, jewels, and precious antiques. Get the Luopo Sect Leader to bring all his people to haul the stuff away. Then, you’ll take care of them. Also, inform the Arai people to help you wipe out the Luopo Sect."
Kill a man, wipe out his family. When you cut the grass, you must pull out the roots. This had always been Huang Quan’s way; he never left his enemies an opportunity for revenge. It was cruel, but it was a permanent solution that prevented any future trouble.
"Yes!" Chloe nodded, taking out Xiwa’s phone to call the Luopo Sect Leader.
Ye Xiu went back inside the house.
Qin Qing said, "Taking out the Luopo Sect alone won’t be enough. Su Mo and his people will still contact other poor martial artists."
"Do you have a better solution?" Ye Xiu asked.
"Kick all the tens of thousands of martial artists out of Jin Ye City," Qin Qing suggested.
"There’s no need for that. We just need to end the War God assessnts and the War God Ranking battle ahead of schedule," Ye Xiu replied.
"How can you end them early?" Qin Qing asked.
"The War God assessnt already ended yesterday. Next is the War God Ranking battle, which will last for at least a month. I plan to personally challenge all the War Gods and rank them," Ye Xiu said.
Qin Qing drew in a sharp breath. "You’re going to fight several thousand War Gods by yourself?"
"That’s right. If we exclude the War Gods from the Luopo Sect, there are only 2,980 of them. It wouldn’t even take an hour to kill them all. Challenging them, however, might take a little longer," Ye Xiu said, taking a sip of millet porridge.
Qin Qing’s scalp tingled with shock. In this world, only Huang Quan would dare to say sothing like that. So arrogant! So bold!
"Can I co and watch?" Qin Qing asked, her eyes shining with eagerness.
She knew Ye Xiu was Huang Quan, but she had never personally witnessed him slaughtering his enemies on all sides.
"You can, but you can’t go with ; it would expose my identity. How about this, have Chloe accompany you."
"Okay!"
After breakfast, Ye Xiu changed into his signature Huang Quan attire and set out.
「The Stadium」
Tens of thousands of martial artists were frantically copying howork. The scene was chaotic.
"Strange, why haven’t the graders arrived yet?" soone asked.
"It is strange. They usually co to collect the howork before 7:30, but it’s almost 8:00 now and they still haven’t shown up."
"I hope they take their ti. Quick, let copy your howork."
"Your handwriting is awful; it looks like chicken scratch..."
At this mont, the tens of thousands of martial artists looked nothing like martial artists. They were more like students who hadn’t finished their howork and had rushed to the classroom early in the morning to copy from others.
"Huang... Huang Quan?"
Just then, a startled cry rang out, and the chaotic stadium, filled with tens of thousands of people, fell instantly silent. Everyone’s head snapped toward the entrance of the soccer field.
They saw Ye Xiu, dressed in his signature Huang Quan attire, walk in with a gleaming blade. Following behind him were the Eight Great National Protector War Gods of Xuanse.
Upon seeing this, the tens of thousands of people were scared out of their wits. Why is Huang Quan here so early in the morning, and carrying a blade? He’s not here to kill people, is he? Rembering how Huang Quan had once massacred everyone on the War God Ranking, the tens of thousands in the stadium panicked. So even began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Everyone, no need to be nervous. I’m not here to kill anyone," Ye Xiu announced loudly.
PHEW! Upon hearing this, tens of thousands of people let out a collective, long sigh of relief. That was terrifying.
"I heard the War God assessnts were completed yesterday," Ye Xiu continued.
"So today, I have co to personally assign a ranking to all of you War Gods."
"Huh?" The tens of thousands of people were collectively dumbfounded. Huang Quan is going to personally rank the War Gods? How is he going to do that?
Just then, Qing Luan announced loudly, "Next, all 2,980 War Gods will attack Huang Quan at once. Please use your full strength. Huang Quan will clash with every single one of you, and he will determine your place on the War God Ranking by judging your power."
"Rest assured, in this battle, Huang Quan will neither kill nor injure anyone."
An uproar swept through the crowd. One man was challenging 2,980 War Gods! In the entire world, only Huang Quan would dare to do such a thing, and only he had the strength and audacity to pull it off.
The 2,980 War Gods themselves were beyond excited; they were completely electrified. A chance to fight Huang Quan without having to die? This is sothing we can boast about for the rest of our lives! Moreover, they believed that any ranking determined personally by Huang Quan would be the most accurate one possible.
"Alright, let’s begin now!" Ye Xiu announced, walking to the center of the soccer field.
"There’s no need to be polite. Feel free to swarm all at once. Poison, ambushes, sneak attacks, hidden weapons—any and all thods are fair ga. After all, a person’s true strength can’t be judged by their attack power alone."
He finished speaking, but no one made the first move. Even though Huang Quan had promised not to kill or injure them, and even though they truly wanted to fight him, they were still afraid.
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