SHHNK!
In the next instant, the cigarette butt pierced his arm.
Trailing a spray of blood, it fell back into Jiang Xinghai's hand.
"You... you're also a Great...!"
Wanyan Xiong stared at the blood gushing from his arm, then looked up at the deceptively harmless Jiang Xinghai.
Everyone in the audience below shot to their feet, staring dumbfounded at the scene on the stage.
Even soone as powerful as Wanyan Xiong, a Great Venerable, had been wounded repeatedly!
And his opponent was just the Little Chef, who had only used a cigarette butt...
"Shut down all the caras! All of them!"
Just as the crowd was trying to wrap their heads around what they'd seen, Wanyan Xiong let out a furious roar from the stage.
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK. CLICK...
All surveillance equipnt, including drones and other hidden caras, shut down completely.
"What's going on?"
"The stream died right now?"
"Are you kidding ?"
Fans everywhere, glued to their screens, were going ballistic.
The live stream cut out at the most critical mont!
However, the online chatter imdiately exploded across other text-based platforms.
The people who had been betting on a clean sweep for Wanyan Xiong were now all siding with Jiang Xinghai.
"Have to say, the Little Chef is pretty amazing."
"To be able to injure a Great Venerable with a cigarette butt, he's definitely not just so nobody."
"Little Chef—oh, no, my dream guy—is so amazing!"
"The guy in the chef's outfit isn't just a pretty face. He's powerful on the inside... I bet he's outstanding in *that* departnt too."
For a mont, a wave of varied comnts swept across the internet.
Even the sisters, Shen Lingxue and Shen Lingyin, were hugging each other with joy.
And on the stage.
Once Wanyan Xiong was sure all the caras were off, he barked another order. "Kill all the lights!"
Then, he drew a dagger from his waist.
Upon close inspection, the dagger's surface shimred with a crystalline blue light. It was a weapon whose power grew stronger under the light of the moon!
It was the very sa Dark Moon Dagger that Black Cloak had given him!
He had no choice.
Once Wanyan Xiong realized Jiang Xinghai's cultivation was on par with his own, he was forced to draw the dagger.
「At the sa ti.」
In a corner, at the outermost edge of the audience.
A glint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the tall, beautiful woman wearing black-rimd glasses.
'Where did he get that dagger?'
Jiang Xinghai's gaze locked onto the dagger in Wanyan Xiong's hand, his own aura beginning to waver.
The reason was simple.
A few days ago, his Third Senior Sister had mailed him a blood-stained fragnt of a dagger!
Its appearance and material were remarkably similar to the dagger now in Wanyan Xiong's hand!
Wanyan Xiong noticed the change in Jiang Xinghai's expression. "So you *are* afraid of this dagger."
At the sa ti, he recalled the note that had arrived with the dagger: *The fall of the Wang Family, the rise of the Shen Family—all orchestrated by Jiang Xinghai. If you wish to preserve the Wanyan Family line, this Dark Moon Dagger will lend you its strength.*
At first, he had been unwilling to believe it.
But now, seeing the look on Jiang Xinghai's face, he believed it!
Jiang Xinghai advanced slowly. "Wanyan Xiong. It seems you know I recognize this dagger."
Instead of retreating, Wanyan Xiong t his advance, Dark Moon Dagger in hand.
In an instant, a great battle erupted.
With the lights out, most of the audience couldn't see what was happening on the stage. Only a few exceptionally powerful individuals could make out the faintest traces of the fight.
CLANG!
Suddenly, a dull, heavy sound ca from the stage.
It felt like a heavy blow to the hearts of everyone in the audience. They fell silent, waiting with bated breath.
"Wanyan Xiong is dead!" Jiang Xinghai's voice suddenly rang out.
The area below the stage fell even more silent.
In a matter of seconds, the Great Venerable Wanyan Xiong was dead?
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Jiang Xinghai sensed a wave of killing intent from the audience. He held up the Dark Moon Dagger, catching a sliver of light on its blade and reflecting it toward the source.
At the outermost edge of the audience, a woman with shoulder-length hair instantly disappeared from her spot.
"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"
Jiang Xinghai's voice rang out again as he vanished from his spot, chasing after the woman.
And on the stage, the lights had already turned back on.
Many people were unwilling to believe that a Great Venerable as strong as Wanyan Xiong could actually be slain by the mysterious man.
"That's—!"
"Mountain Opening Tiger!"
"Lord Wanyan, he's..."
The crowd's expressions changed drastically when they saw Wanyan Xiong kneeling on the stage, head bowed.
"A gaping hole!"
"Blood is still pouring from his chest!"
Soone spotted Wanyan Xiong's fatal wound.
A wave of shock rolled through the crowd—
Everyone held their breath again.
Wanyan Xiong... was really dead!
"Xiong!"
Below the stage, Wanyan Honglie's eyes went wide with fury. He leaped onto the stage, threw his head back, and roared, "No!"
Wanyan Honglie cradled his dead son, scanning the area with eyes that burned with fire. "Mysterious man? Where are you!!!"
Seeing this, the crowd below began to scatter in a panic.
Wanyan Xiong was dead.
The mysterious man had disappeared.
The ninety-year-old Wanyan Honglie was on the verge of a rampage, and staying here would only an getting caught in the crossfire.
"Old Wanyan, it was just a deathmatch. Why be so angry?"
Suddenly, Du Jingsong stepped onto the stage in the blink of an eye.
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