"Kneel!"
Suddenly.
A cold shout echoed.
Then, Wang Tie Fu felt a heavy weight on his shoulder, his entire arm going numb.
When he looked up again, he saw a face filled with mockery.
"You!"
"Don't push your luck too far!"
"Heh, when you tried to kill me just now, shouldn't you have anticipated this?"
"Since you chose to step onto the stage, you should have considered the consequences!"
As he spoke.
With a *snap*!
Chu Chen's palm struck Wang Tie Fu's head, a surge of power erupting.
*Crack!*
His head exploded like a rotten watermelon, blood splattering everywhere.
This scene terrified everyone.
"So... so cruel..." A female disciple's face turned pale, her body weak, on the verge of fainting.
"Let's leave quickly."
"Yeah... I feel like this guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing..."
"He's too terrifying, I feel like I can't afford to offend him..."
The crowd panicked, retreating backward, away from the stage, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
As for the stage.
Chu Chen's expression was calm, looking down at the crowd.
He slowly withdrew his hand and looked towards the edge of the stage, where two figures still stood: Lin Feng and Liu Wen Qing.
"Scram, and don't let me see you again."
His voice was chilling, sending shivers down their spines!
"You..."
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot!
This damned bastard, first he killed his elder brother Lin Yun Fan!
And now he killed his confidant!
If he didn't get revenge today, he swore he wouldn't be human!
"So what if you're at the ninth level of Martial Apprentice! My brother is a core disciple of the inner sect.
Sooner or later, he will crush you under his feet and torment you severely!"
Lin Feng said fiercely.
He turned to leave.
"Wait."
Suddenly.
A voice rang out.
Lin Feng's steps halted, and he turned to look in the direction of the voice.
He saw a man in a black robe slowly approaching from the outer perimeter of the crowd.
He was thin, wearing a long robe, with slender fingers and fair skin.
"You want to come up and die too?"
Lin Feng sneered.
This person's cultivation was also at the ninth level of Martial Apprentice.
However, his aura was more potent, clearly stronger than an ordinary Martial Apprentice!
"I heard that all you newly admitted disciples need to challenge some of the higher-ranked disciples before entering the sect?"
"That's right!"
"I want to challenge..."
The man in black looked at Chu Chen on the stage.
"You want to challenge him?"
Lin Feng's brow furrowed, his mind racing.
He knew this senior brother's name was Ye Feng, and he was a core disciple of the inner sect!
In terms of status, he was much more noble than Lin Feng himself.
"No, his cultivation is too low. Even if I win, it would be an unfair victory!"
Lin Feng shook his head inwardly.
Although he was jealous and hateful of this suddenly appearing wild kid.
He disdained to take advantage of the situation and humiliate him.
Besides...
He was already at the ninth level of Martial Apprentice. If he couldn't even deal with a newly admitted wild kid, what kind of life would he have!
"No."
He refused decisively.
"I want to challenge you!"
Ye Feng's tone was firm.
"What? Challenge me? Are you sure?"
Chu Chen narrowed his eyes.
"Of course!"
"Your Martial Soul talent is exceptional. If you can enter the inner sect, you will surely soar like a dragon in the future. I will not take advantage of your current state."
Ye Feng nodded. "I am willing to gamble my sword techniques with you. The victor will receive a reward!"
As his voice fell.
The surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar!
Ye Feng was actually offering his ultimate secret technique for a gamble?
"You're crazy!"
Lin Feng roared in fury!
This guy actually wanted to challenge a Martial Master realm expert like this, he was simply courting death!
"Hahaha, as expected of Senior Brother Ye Feng!"
"Good! I approve of this match!"
"Martial techniques and secret arts are ultimately decided by strength. If you lose, hand over your sword techniques!"
Many inner sect disciples were egging them on!
Under the crowd's urging, Lin Feng, filled with indignation, jumped onto the stage!
Chu Chen looked at the crowd's pushing and shoving with indifference.
"You're asking for humiliation!"
"Kid, I advise you to surrender and beg for mercy quickly, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!" Lin Feng shouted coldly.
"Your mouth is too foul, shut it!"
*Boom!*
A terrifying gust of wind swept through the eight directions, covering an area of ten feet!
Lin Feng's pupils contracted!
This aura...
"Impossible!"
He was horrified, resisting with all his might!
But he couldn't stop it!
*Bang!*
A muffled sound echoed in all directions, the wind blowing across the stage, kicking up dust!
When the dust settled.
Everyone looked at the stage, their expressions stunned.
"How is this possible?!"
In the center of the stage, the sturdy, muscular figure lay twitching on the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices, clearly having breathed his last.
"Dead... dead!"
"How is this possible?!"
"A Martial Master triple-layer expert, killed in one move!"
"Who... who exactly is he!"
Silence fell over the surroundings.
Originally, these inner sect disciples and onlookers were waiting to see Lin Feng teach the new disciple a lesson.
But they never imagined that things would turn out this way.
"I said it."
On the stage, Chu Chen took a step, slowly walked to the corpse, and picked up the storage ring that had fallen on the ground.
"From now on, this stage belongs to me."
"You, scram!"
As his voice fell, everyone was speechless.
Lin Feng died unjustly.
He didn't dare to defy the rules and kill this new disciple.
After all, he was an inner sect disciple, and killing a new disciple would inevitably cause trouble.
Ye Feng's proposal was exactly what he wanted.
But he never expected.
He was instantly killed by the opponent in just one exchange!
"No... impossible!"
Lin Feng roared in unwillingness, wanting to rush off the stage, but as soon as he moved.
He vomited a large amount of blood, collapsed on the stage, and died.
"Such overbearing physical strength!"
"This guy, has he practiced a body-refining technique?"
"No wonder he could defeat a ninth-level Martial Apprentice at a lower level, he has such formidable strength!"
Everyone was shocked.
"Hmph!"
At this moment, the black-robed youth Ye Feng standing on the stage let out a cold snort, his eyes showing displeasure.
He was an inner sect disciple, ranked 653rd on the Martial Apprentice ranking!
Logically speaking, with his status and strength, he shouldn't have bothered with a new disciple.
However, this kid had injured his lackey and even crippled Lin Feng's left arm, causing him to lose face!
Therefore, he chose to step onto the stage, wanting to teach this kid a lesson.
However, all of this had turned to nothing!
Ye Feng raised his eyes and stared at Chu Chen on the stage.
"Do you dare to accept my challenge?" he asked.
"What is there to fear?"
Chu Chen replied nonchalantly.
Then, he leaped up, soaring onto the stage, facing Ye Feng from a distance.
"You, are you sure you want to challenge me?"
Ye Feng asked again.
"Indeed!"
"Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish!"
A cold arc curved on Ye Feng's lips.
*Swish!*
He drew the precious saber at his waist, its edge flashing.
Instantly, a dazzling silver light erupted!
A brilliant saber aura tore through the air, like a silver river, carrying the fierce power to cleave mountains and rocks, slashing directly towards Chu Chen's chest!