The Hidden Viper Revealing Its Fangs
His greatest trump card had unexpectedly beco the opponent’s card.
The mont that realization struck Evan, his expression twisted violently.
Originally, these Old Martial Arts forces were supposed to beco the blade in his hand.
The parasites.
The fear.
The control.
Everything had been perfectly planned.
Yet now, the very people he had painstakingly manipulated were trying to tear him apart like starving wolves slling blood.
Who was orchestrating this in the shadows?
Lucas?
When did he get involved with Amara Ravenswood?
Evan’s eyes flickered violently as he blocked a punch from a Silver Realm expert and imdiately retaliated with a vicious knee strike to the opponent’s stomach.
Crack!
The sound of breaking ribs echoed sharply through the arena.
The man coughed blood and flew backward.
But before Evan could even stabilize himself, another attack already arrived from behind.
Boom!
A palm strike slamd directly into his shoulder.
The impact forced him stumbling several steps forward.
Facing the siege of so many Silver Realm experts, even if they were all at the early stage, it was enough to wear him down to death!
Especially now that poison was spreading inside his body.
His right hand had already begun losing sensation completely.
Even the circulation of his internal energy felt sluggish.
The numbness crawling through his nervous system made his expression darker and darker.
Evan had no way out.
His breathing beca heavy.
Blood dripped slowly from the corner of his mouth.
The surrounding crowd looked at him like hunters staring at a trapped beast.
Everyone knew one thing clearly—
If Evan escaped today...
None of them would sleep peacefully ever again.
After quickly repelling two people, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a black pill, and swallowed it.
The pill lted instantly after entering his mouth.
A terrifying wave of energy suddenly exploded from Evan’s body.
Boom!
The wooden floor beneath his feet shattered apart.
Violent pressure swept through the entire martial arts hall like a storm.
Several weaker Iron Realm martial artists nearly lost their footing from the pressure alone.
Yana Tyson’s face changed slightly.
"He’s forcing a breakthrough?"
One elder from the Tyson Family imdiately shouted in alarm.
"That aura... Gold Realm!"
This pill could forcibly elevate his combat power to the Gold Realm for a short ti!
Only by doing this could he break through the encirclent!
The veins on Evan’s neck bulged visibly.
His pupils beca bloodshot.
Although the pill granted terrifying power temporarily, the burden on his body was enormous.
But he no longer cared.
This was originally one of the trump cards he had saved to deal with Lucas.
Now, without even seeing Lucas, he had almost exhausted all his trump cards!
This filled him with rage, making his attacks even more lethal.
Every strike he made was aid at vital points.
No longer holding back—
No longer pretending—
Every move beca pure killing intent.
"These bastards..."
Evan’s breathing turned rough.
"These guys who dared to attack him would pay a bloody price today!"
Boom!
His fist smashed directly into a Silver Realm expert’s throat.
The man didn’t even have ti to scream before collapsing lifelessly onto the ground.
Another expert rushed toward him from the left.
Evan turned sharply and pierced two fingers into the man’s chest with terrifying precision.
Crack!
The heart shattered instantly.
Blood sprayed across the arena.
In just a mont, two Silver Realm experts were killed by him on the spot.
The sll of blood rapidly spread throughout the martial arts hall.
The fierce brutality of Evan’s attacks finally instilled fear in the crowd.
So people subconsciously stepped backward.
Others felt chills crawling down their spines.
This guy was truly a ferocious beast!
Even Yana Tyson’s breathing beca slightly unsteady.
Although she hated Evan deeply now...
Seeing him erupt with such monstrous power still made her heart tighten involuntarily.
The more this was the case, the less the crowd dared to let him go easily.
If they let him escape, he would surely co back for revenge, which would be a never-ending problem.
"Don’t stop!"
"Keep attacking!"
"He’s already injured!"
"Wear him down!"
Several household leaders shouted loudly.
Soon, even more Old Martial Arts experts surged forward again.
The battle between the two sides grew more intense, and in just three minutes, eight more people fell at Evan’s hands.
Broken bones littered the arena.
Blood stained the shattered floor red.
The once festive martial arts conference had completely transford into a battlefield.
Evan, too, had taken quite a few hits.
A deep slash stretched across his back.
His shoulder had partially dislocated.
Bruises covered nearly half his body.
Even his breathing had beco rough and unstable.
But the most terrifying thing about him...
Was that his killing intent only grew stronger the more injured he beca.
Realizing that staying here any longer would be life-threatening, Evan repelled two more attackers and prepared to flee.
Boom!
A burst of internal energy exploded from his feet as he forcibly broke through an opening in the encirclent.
Several people were knocked aside instantly.
With his current forced entry into the Gold Realm, as long as he broke through, these people wouldn’t be able to catch him.
Moreover, Lina Ashford and Liza Voss were outside waiting to assist him!
As long as he escaped this place—
As long as he survived today—
He could still turn the situation around later.
Evan’s eyes turned vicious.
"Lucas..."
He ground his teeth furiously.
"I’ll rember this debt."
Just as he was about to break through the encirclent and escape successfully, a hunched middle-aged man suddenly leaped up and kicked him in the chest.
The attack ca too suddenly.
Too fast.
Like a venomous snake waiting silently in darkness before striking at the perfect mont.
Boom!
The kick landed heavily against Evan’s chest.
The terrifying force instantly sent him flying backward into the crowd again.
Crash!
Several broken chairs shattered beneath his body.
Even though Evan was on guard, he was still kicked back into the crowd.
He felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood surged up.
Forcing the blood down, he slowly stood up.
His chest burned painfully.
The force behind that kick was absolutely not sothing ordinary Silver Realm experts could achieve.
His bloodshot eyes locked onto the hunched middle-aged man standing calmly nearby.
Then his expression finally changed completely.
"Lucas!"
The entire martial arts hall fell silent for a brief mont.
Everyone imdiately turned toward the mysterious middle-aged man.
Being recognized, Lucas was not surprised at all.
Compared to this group of useless people from the Valemont Old Martial Arts world, his peak Silver Realm strength was indeed hard to hide.
Too dazzling, there was no way around it.
Under countless shocked gazes—
Lucas slowly reached toward his face.
Then—
Rip.
A thin human skin mask was peeled away.
At the sa ti, his joints made popping sounds.
Crack. Crack. Crack.
His hunched body straightened gradually.
His bones shifted audibly.
In a mont, his figure returned to normal.
Golden blond hair.
Cold blue eyes.
A handso face carrying a dangerous smile.
The mont everyone saw him clearly, shocked gasps erupted throughout the hall.
"So it really was Lucas!"
"He was hiding here the whole ti?"
"No wonder..."
Lucas casually tossed the mask aside.
With a wicked smile, he looked at Evan and said,
"Senior Brother, as the Obsidian King, how can you think of running away?"
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