The Sleeping Parasites
"Die."
The word exploded from Evan’s mouth like thunder.
With bloodshot eyes, Evan punched one Silver Realm expert, kicked another away, and then turned to deliver an elbow strike to repel another!
Boom!
The terrifying force behind his elbow strike smashed directly into a middle-aged martial artist’s chest, sending him flying across the arena like a broken kite.
Tables overturned.
Tea splashed across the floor.
Several spectators hurriedly retreated in panic as the violent shockwave spread outward.
At this mont, the entire Lockheart Martial Arts Hall had completely descended into chaos.
After neutralizing their attacks, he faced an even more ferocious group assault.
The Tyson Family experts attacked from all directions without pause.
Palm strikes.
Flying kicks.
Fists carrying powerful internal energy.
Even the air around the arena trembled continuously from the pressure of multiple Silver Realm experts fighting at once.
Two fists couldn’t fend off four hands.
Especially not while poisoned.
Evan’s expression gradually beca uglier.
Having been sneak attacked with poison by Yana Tyson, Evan felt his injured hand starting to go numb after holding on for two minutes.
The black poison was slowly spreading through his nervous system like countless icy ants crawling beneath his skin.
His right hand trembled slightly.
The strength behind his attacks was no longer as stable as before.
That tiny change might not fool ordinary martial artists...
But against experienced Silver Realm fighters, even the smallest weakness could beco fatal.
Yana Tyson imdiately noticed it.
Her bright orange eyes flashed sharply.
"He’s weakening," she muttered inwardly.
Without hesitation, she lunged forward again.
Her long black hair whipped behind her as her fist smashed toward Evan’s ribs with fierce montum.
At the sa ti, Xavier Tyson shouted loudly from below.
"Don’t give him room to breathe! Attack together!"
The Tyson Family mbers surged even more fiercely.
anwhile, the ancient martial artists controlled by Evan were also getting restless.
What was going on today?
Wasn’t Evan supposed to deal with soone nad Lucas?
Why was he getting ganged up on before the guy even showed up?
Several household leaders exchanged uneasy looks.
Sothing felt completely wrong.
The atmosphere inside the hall had long since exceeded the scope of a normal Ancient Martial Arts Conference.
This wasn’t competition anymore.
This was a planned siege.
"What are you waiting for? Get up here and help !"
Feeling his condition worsening, Evan kicked soone away and shouted at the crowd below.
His roar carried visible fury.
The veins on his forehead bulged violently.
At this point, even he could no longer maintain his calm facade.
Hearing Evan’s order, the ancient martial artists he controlled reluctantly stood up to help.
But the mont they rose from their seats, many of them staggered slightly.
They felt dizzy and sluggishness in their body.
One old patriarch frowned deeply.
Another rubbed his temples painfully.
Even their breathing felt strangely heavy.
Their internal energy circulation had beco slow and dull.
As though sothing inside their bodies had suddenly gone dormant.
But if they didn’t help Evan, they would die!
The fear of the Bright Life Sucking Leaches inside their bodies had haunted them for days.
None of them dared disobey him openly.
Just as they were about to make a move, a petite girl suddenly raised a gaphone and shouted.
"Uncles, please rest assured."
Her clear voice echoed throughout the chaotic hall.
Everyone subconsciously turned to look.
Standing near the entrance was Amara Ravenswood.
The petite beauty held a white gaphone with both hands while strands of her long brown hair fluttered gently around her delicate face.
Despite the chaos around her, her hazel eyes remained calm and bright.
"The poison Evan used on you, I’ve already taken care of it."
"The tea you just drank is herbal tea, which can put the parasites in your body to sleep for a while."
"So you don’t have to listen to him. Once you kill this guy, the parasites in your body will naturally die."
"If you don’t believe , you can feel it for yourselves."
The mont those words fell—
The entire hall erupted into noise.
"What?!"
"The parasites are asleep?"
"Impossible..."
"The little miracle doctor said it herself!"
The girl speaking was Amara Ravenswood.
Everyone naturally recognized the famous Amara Ravenswood, the little miracle doctor.
Among Valemont’s Old Martial Arts world, her dical reputation was already extraordinary despite her young age.
If anyone had the ability to interfere with Evan’s poison...
It would be her.
Hearing her words, the dozen or so people with parasites closed their eyes to feel.
The parasites usually moved around in their bodies, causing slight pain, reminding them of the threat of death.
That constant crawling sensation had beco their nightmare.
So couldn’t sleep properly anymore.
Others lived every day in fear that Evan would suddenly activate the parasites and make them die horribly.
But now...
There was no sensation at all.
The crawling feeling had vanished completely.
Even the tight pressure in their chests felt lighter.
No wonder they felt much better after drinking the tea.
One middle-aged patriarch slowly opened his eyes.
Then he looked toward Evan with hatred so intense it seed capable of burning through flesh.
The others reacted similarly.
Their gazes turned ice-cold.
Being controlled by parasites and forced to be soone’s dog was not a debt easily forgiven.
Especially for proud Old Martial Arts experts.
For these people, humiliation was often worse than death.
Seeing their expressions, Evan started to panic.
For the first ti since entering the hall—
True panic appeared in his eyes.
These people were supposed to be his backup plan against Lucas.
How had they beco a sword pointed at him?
His breathing beca slightly uneven.
Sothing was wrong.
Very wrong.
Lucas...
It had to be Lucas again.
That bastard was definitely hiding sowhere behind all this.
Evan quickly tried to activate the parasites.
His fingers ford several hand seals rapidly.
Invisible energy spread outward.
Then—
"Aghhh!"
Charvi Lockheart, standing below, suddenly clutched his chest and fell to the ground, convulsing violently.
His body twitched uncontrollably like a fish thrown onto dry land.
Foam appeared at the corners of his mouth.
The sight was horrifying.
The surrounding people hurriedly backed away in alarm.
"He’s reacting!"
"The parasites!"
"Quick, move away!"
Charvi Lockheart slamd against the ground repeatedly while screaming miserably.
He hadn’t drunk a single drop of tea from start to finish.
So when Evan activated the parasites, he beca the only unlucky one.
Seeing Charvi Lockheart’s reaction to the parasites, those with parasites were even more certain.
The parasites in their bodies had indeed been affected by the herbal tea.
Now they just needed to seize this opportunity to kill Evan and regain their freedom.
The hesitation in their eyes disappeared instantly.
In its place—
Pure killing intent.
"Charge!"
A middle-aged man in a martial robe shouted, leading the charge.
Boom!
His body burst forward first.
The others also rushed at Evan, determined not to let him escape today!
At this mont, the entire martial arts hall exploded into madness.
More than a dozen Old Martial Arts experts charged simultaneously.
So attacked from the front.
So circled from behind.
Others leaped directly onto the arena from the sides.
The pressure beca overwhelming.
Even spectators watching from afar felt chills crawl across their backs.
Yana Tyson narrowed her eyes sharply.
She imdiately seized the opportunity and attacked again.
Her fists moved like flowing fire.
Every strike targeted Evan’s weak points precisely.
anwhile, several Silver Realm experts from the D’Aurelius, Valquin, and De Dominicis households also joined the offensive completely.
The arena floor cracked continuously beneath the pressure of their battle.
Dust rose everywhere.
Internal energy collided wildly.
The sound of explosions echoed nonstop throughout the hall.
As this group surged forward, Evan was truly about to cough up blood.
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