449: Chapter 450: Grand lee (1st Update) (Please Subscribe!!!) 449: Chapter 450: Grand lee (1st Update) (Please Subscribe!!!) The majority of those who left were martial artists who had participated in the previous competition.
Now, the ones who remained were mostly first-ti participants.
Even though Tu Xiong’s fierce reputation was well-known, they still harbored the desire to give it a try.
After all, the assessnt was a lee where it’s tough to fend off multiple attackers.
Perhaps there really was a chance to take advantage of the chaos and seize an opportunity.
Tu Xiong swept his gaze around the circle, noting that many people had stayed.
His speech was icy as he began,
“It seems that each of you is seeking your own death.
If that’s the case, don’t bla .”
The aning of his words was a direct threat, undisguised and unequivocal.
Many of the martial artists present were from prominent families, proud and haughty to the extre—who could bear such a threat?
“Hmph, who lives and who dies remains to be seen.”
One of the martial artists, a standout among those present, from the prominent Qing family, Qing Li, scoffed in response.
Qing Li’s strength was also at the peak of sainthood; he didn’t necessarily fear Tu Xiong.
Hearing Tu Xiong’s threat, he retorted sharply.
“Oh?”
Hearing Qing Li’s words, Tu Xiong’s gaze shifted toward him, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
With a ferocious expression, Tu Xiong declared,
“On the stage, I will kill you!”
“Then bring it on.”
Qing Li was not to be outdone, answering the challenge.
“Are you all ready?
If no one is conceding, then everyone, get on the stage.”
A Beimang Academy disciple called out loudly, opening a gap in the arena.
All martial artists present surged in at once.
The arena was layered with countless prohibitions to prevent power from spilling out and to keep the martial artists from leaving at will.
The one who laid down these prohibitions must have been imnsely powerful, Chu Fengmian observed.
Even he could not easily break them.
All of this was a testant to the formidable foundation of Beimang Academy.
The arena was vast enough to easily accommodate a hundred people spaced apart, each choosing their position.
Many martial artists chose to stand at the edge or corner of the arena to prevent surprise attacks.
After all, in a lee, every person there was an enemy to every other.
Chu Fengmian had also chosen a corner to stand in, his expression remarkably calm.
Of all the people on the arena, only one could be the victor.
The rest were re stepping stones, trampled and cast aside, with the chance of dying outright a possibility.
“Begin!”
With a shout from the Beimang Academy disciple.
All the martial artists on the arena unleashed their Spiritual Power with explosive force.
Everyone fully unleashed their power, but not a single person took the initiative to attack.
In a lee like this, whoever acted rashly could be the very one to be surrounded and attacked.
“A bunch of trash!”
Standing on the stage, Tu Xiong looked at the others who did not make a move, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.
His gaze fiercely targeted Qing Li.
His eyes were filled with a murderous intent.
“Boy, I’ll kill you first!
Let these pieces of trash see what happens when they dare oppose !”
Tu Xiong’s Spiritual Power burst forth in its entirety.
This force was no weaker than that of an ordinary peak saint.
Tu Xiong’s feet moved, and he instantly charged in front of Qing Li, his body infused with Spiritual Power, growing imnsely, easily three to four tis the size of a regular martial artist.
“Die!”
His fist smashed down, and the entire arena shook slightly.
Facing Tu Xiong’s punch, Qing Li refused to show weakness and suddenly drew his sword, slashing towards Tu Xiong.
This sword strike, already containing traces of Sword Intent, caused the air to hiss as it was unleashed.
These two, were the strongest among all present, and as Tu Xiong engaged with Qing Li in combat, countless onlookers fell silent to watch.
Xu Bang was ready to benefit from the fisherman’s advantage, as everyone hoped to be the last one to reap the rewards.
“Boom!”
Fist and sword clashed, the two formidable Spiritual Powers imdiately collided.
This clash held no trickery, it was simply a collision of raw power.
“Kid, with just this little strength, you dare to act recklessly before ?”
As the forces t, Tu Xiong’s face was filled with a cold smirk.
The next mont, his punch shattered Qing Li’s Sword Edge directly.
This punch, not only broke Qing Li’s Sword Edge but also forced him back several steps, making him spew a mouthful of fresh blood instantly.
“Impossible!
My strength has clearly reached the peak of Saint, how could I lose!”
Qing Li stared at Tu Xiong in disbelief.
Tu Xiong’s strength seed to be at the peak of Saint level as well, the sa as Qing Li’s.
Yet, as they faced off, Qing Li suffered a resounding defeat with no chance to counterattack.
Fear flickered in Qing Li’s eyes.
Tu Xiong’s strength had far exceeded his expectations, completely beyond his ability to contend with.
Regret filled Qing Li’s heart; had he known Tu Xiong was this powerful, he would never have provoked him.
But now, it was too late for regrets.
“I admit defea…”
The words had barely left Qing Li’s lips.
Tu Xiong’s figure had already moved, with one step he instantaneously appeared before Qing Li.
With a fierce punch to the chest, he smashed forward.
“Bang!”
Blood splattered everywhere; Qing Li’s chest was obliterated, his organs completely shattered.
Qing Li couldn’t even finish conceding before being annihilated by Tu Xiong.
Thus, a sowhat famous prodigy perished by Tu Xiong’s hand.
“Cut the grass and eliminate the roots; such ruthless thods.”
Chu Fengmian thought to himself as he watched Tu Xiong’s actions.
Tu Xiong struck without giving Qing Li any chance, imdiately eliminating him.
Although surrender was an option in the arena, one could also be struck down before surrendering.
Tu Xiong’s thods left no opportunity for Qing Li to surrender, rcilessly terminating him in an instant.
“Damn it!”
“Everyone, attack, kill him!”
“Without killing him, none of us have a chance to win!”
Several figures suddenly sprang into action.
These figures, from all directions, fiercely launched an assault on Tu Xiong.
Swords, spears, blades, lances, countless Spiritual Artifacts appeared, directly blasting towards Tu Xiong.
Even Qing Li was no match for a single move from Tu Xiong, who had beco the greatest threat in the arena.
The other Martial Artists, now banding together, struck simultaneously, a multitude of martial techniques were already thundering towards Tu Xiong.
All the Disciples participating in the exam harbored desires for victory, and now they were ready to besiege Tu Xiong, to eliminate the greatest threat.
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