"Xiao Chen! Do you know your crime?!"
Zhao Feng's voice, as cold as ice, came from the Xuan Tian Sect's flying boat, carrying an arrogant condescension that instantly drowned out the cheers of the Southern Region cultivators. His spiritual energy surged, his black robes fluttering in the wind, and his gaze towards Xiao Chen was filled with resentment and killing intent.
On the arena, Xiao Chen gripped his rusty iron spear and coldly looked back: "I don't know."
The two simple words, calm yet carrying an undeniable firmness, made Zhao Feng's expression even more unpleasant.
"Don't know?" Zhao Feng sneered, his voice echoing throughout the entire arena. "In the Dragon Locking Secret Realm, you colluded with rogue cultivators to slaughter disciples of the Xuan Tian Sect; in the Black Wind Mountains, you plundered Northern Region demonic beasts and severely injured your fellow cultivators; and now, in the Martial Arts Tournament, you even won the championship using unorthodox methods. Every single one of these acts is a capital offense!"
He fabricated charges out of thin air, every word and phrase aimed at putting Xiao Chen to death, clearly determined to kill him.
As he finished speaking, several auras of Nascent Soul cultivators became clearer in the shadows surrounding the arena—the Shadow Pavilion assassins did not pounce immediately, but instead, like hunting beasts, slowly tightened their encirclement, trapping the arena in the center, leaving not even a gap for escape.
On the Xuan Tian Sect's flying boat, Xuan Yangzi stood beside Zhao Feng, his early-stage Nascent Soul aura subtly locking onto Xiao Chen, the black light at his fingertips growing ever stronger, awaiting Zhao Feng's command.
"Kill him on the spot!" Zhao Feng finally uttered this order, his killing intent palpable.
Before the words were even finished, the aura of the Shadow Pavilion assassins suddenly became violent. The three black figures closest to the arena transformed into streaks of light, rushing straight towards Xiao Chen with a sharp whistling sound that cut through the air! Their movements were strange, and their spiritual power was filled with a chilling poisonous force. Clearly, they were going all out with their killing moves, leaving no survivors.
"Hmph!" Xiao Chen snorted, flicking the tip of his spear to force back the assassin on the left, while simultaneously dodging the poisonous claw on the right.
He could clearly sense that at least five Nascent Soul cultivators were approaching, one of whom had even reached the late Nascent Soul stage—the Shadow Pavilion had gone all out this time, sending only high-level assassins, clearly commissioned by the Xuan Tian Sect with a large sum of money, determined to kill him here.
"Such a strong lineup...they really think highly of me." Xiao Chen sneered inwardly, but his grip on the gun grew even firmer. So what if they're at the Nascent Soul stage? He'd even killed a half-step Nascent Soul dragon; why would he fear these cowardly assassins?
Below the stage, several young cultivators from the Southern Region, unable to contain their anger, drew their swords and prepared to rush onto the stage: "How dare they injure Senior Brother Xiao! Let's fight them to the death!"
"Stop them!" The elders of the Southern Region, their faces ashen, held back their impulsive disciples, their voices filled with suppressed anger. "Don't go up and cause trouble! These assassins are all Nascent Soul cultivators! Going up there will only be suicide, and you'll also implicate Xiao Chen!"
They desperately wanted to help, but the difference in strength was too great. A hasty intervention would only worsen the situation, and they might even be accused of "colluding with assassins" by the Xuan Tian Sect, implicating the entire Southern Region. This sense of powerlessness brought tears to their eyes, yet they could only watch helplessly as Xiao Chen was surrounded and attacked.
"Hahaha! The trash from the Southern Region, all you can do is hide in the back and cry?" The disciples of the Xuantian Sect laughed arrogantly upon seeing this. "Xiao Chen, you are doomed to die today!"
Standing on the flying boat, Zhao Feng watched Xiao Chen being besieged by assassins and gradually falling into a disadvantageous position, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips. He wanted to see Xiao Chen torn to pieces in despair, to let everyone know that this was the fate of those who dared to oppose the Xuan Tian Sect!
Su Wanqing stood behind Zhao Feng, watching Xiao Chen fight fiercely on the stage, her nails digging deep into her palms, oblivious to the blood seeping out. She wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhao Feng's cold gaze, and could only bite her lip tightly, her eyes filled with painful struggle.
On the arena, Xiao Chen had sustained a new wound. A deep, bone-revealing claw mark ran across his left arm, the wound tinged with a dark hue, clearly indicating poisoning. But the fighting spirit in his eyes burned even brighter, and his spear techniques became even more ferocious—a wounded beast is often more lethal.
"Wildfire Spear Manual - Breaking Illusion!"
Xiao Chen roared, increasing his power. The rusty iron spear burst forth with a dazzling white light, and the spear intent condensed into a tangible dragon, forcefully smashing past the two assassins and forcing them to catch their breath.
He looked in the direction of the Xuan Tian Sect's flying boat, his gaze meeting Zhao Feng's, filled with icy killing intent.
Zhao Feng, Yingge, Xuantian Sect... If he survives today's siege, he will definitely get his revenge with interest!
Seeing that he could actually fight back, the Shadow Pavilion assassins were surprised and their attacks became even more frenzied. Five black shadows moved around the arena like ghosts, completely enveloping Xiao Chen's figure.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the lights on the arena flickered. Every clash was fraught with the danger of life and death.
kill!
"Pfft—"
The Shadow Pavilion assassin's poisonous claw broke through the shadow of the spear, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, aiming straight for Xiao Chen's heart! This claw strike was a culmination of the assassin's full poisonous skills, its tip gleaming with dark light, clearly a deadly blow!
Xiao Chen had no time to defend himself and could only instinctively turn to the side, but he still couldn't avoid the tricky angle. It looked like the sharp claws were about to pierce his heart!
"Buzz—"
At this critical moment, a soft yet resilient white light suddenly burst forth from Xiao Chen's chest! It was a jade pendant, the "heart-protecting jade" that Jiang Li had given Xiao Chen earlier, saying that it could "save his life in a critical moment."
A white light formed a transparent barrier, precisely blocking the venomous claws.
"clang!"
The poisonous claw struck the barrier, producing a metallic clang. The dark light was instantly dispelled by the white light. The assassin felt a gentle yet irresistible force, which forced him to take several steps back. He looked at the jade pendant with surprise and uncertainty.
However, the white light of the Heart-Protecting Jade quickly dimmed after this attack, shattered with a "crack" and turned into specks of light that dissipated into the air.
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