43: C43 Compete in Shamelessness with Me?

C43 Compete in Shamelessness with Me?

In less than half a minute, not a single citizen in the central square was chased away by the Viper mercenary group, leaving only a few corpses behind.

Zhang Ju laughed. "Zhao Xin, Zhao Xin, if you want my Zhang Family's ancestral grave, you have to go to heaven."

"Idiot."

Zhao Xin said in a flat tone.

Zhang Ju said with a gloomy face, "Very good. It seems that you are still sensible. Do you want to continue the competition or do you want to admit defeat?"

Compete!

They must definitely compete.

It wasn't because of anything else, but because of the deaths of the few people who stood out to defend the Zhao Family.

Zhao Xin jumped up and landed on another ring. He smiled and said, "That bastard from the Zhang Family, come up here and face his death?"

Before Zhang Ju could say anything, a disciple from the Zhang Family interrupted him and said, "You bastard from the Zhao Family, let me meet you today." After saying that, he gently tapped his feet on the ground and flew up into the sky.

However, just as he was flying in the air, Zhao Xin moved. He shouted in his mind, "Phantom Step!"

His figure suddenly became like a shadow, fuzzy and unpredictable. He jumped up into the air.

"Berserk Fist!"

His fist was like thunder. He gathered all the strength in his body and threw it out with a loud bang.

Bang!

The Zhang Family disciple who was in midair was instantly sent flying, and he crashed heavily onto the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he threw a glance at Zhao Xin. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then, he breathed his last.

A system notification sounded out in his mind.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a disciple of the Zhang Family who was at the fifth level of Bone Refining. You have received 1000 experience, 500 Spiritual Energy and 1 Heaven Defying Value.

Zhao Xin returned to the arena and shouted, "Who's next?"

Zhang Ju's expression changed drastically. He looked at Zhao Xin and shouted, "You have broken the rules!"

"I broke your f * cking rules. Tell me, where did I break the rules?"

Zhang Ju was stunned. He could not say a word for a long time.

"If you can't say it, then just sit there with me and wait for death." Zhao Xin said in a deep voice.

He was very angry.

An unprecedented anger.

What the Zhang Family had done had completely crossed his bottom line.

Fine, you're shameless? I can be even more shameless than you.

"Who's going to die!"

On the arena, Zhao Xin shouted loudly. He was like a god standing on the arena, looking down at the ants beneath his feet.

"Little brat, how can you do whatever you want here?!" An elder of Zhang Family shouted out loudly.

He didn't fly up to the stage like the disciple from the Zhang Family. Instead, he walked up to the stage step by step.

"I am the Great Elder of the Zhang Family, Zhang Qi Sheng. Two days ago, Zhang Yang, who was killed by the Zhao Family in the restaurant, was my grandson. So today, I am here to take your dog life as a tribute to my dead grandson!" Before he finished his words, Zhang Qi Sheng's old eyes suddenly looked like they were about to burst out of his eye sockets.

He lowered his head and looked at the fist on his lower abdomen. His face was blank. In the next second, he was sent flying more than ten meters away and smashed into a small building. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing him!

"Let's fight then, long-winded and long-winded."

"Come, who else? Come up and face your death together."

Domineering.

Insane. Insane to the point where there was no end to it. Insane to the point where everyone was tongue-tied.

If Zhang Ju could release the anger in his heart, the entire Misty Cloud City would be burned down in an instant. He glared at everyone and shouted, "All of you, go and kill him!"

In an instant, seven or eight people who were above the level of blood refinement appeared behind Zhang Ju.

"Protect Family Head!"

"Don't move, let me do it." Zhao Xin stopped the people from the Zhao Family who wanted to help him.

Eight disciples who were above the level of Blood Refinement rushed onto the arena together. One of them said, "Zhao Xin, you asked for it."

"Cut the crap, kill him."

"Attack together, let's see how strong a trash like him is."

In an instant.

The eight of them began to move. Each of them was a cultivation level that was at least at the third level of Blood Refinement. The pressure of the Spiritual Energy was released, pressing against Zhao Xin's mind and crushing him.

Three of the disciples took out their weapons and attacked Zhao Xin.

"Die!"

"You're courting death!"

In the dark, Lin Hai looked at Zhao Xin and said, "I thought this kid was smart, but it turns out he is just an idiot."

Feng Mo said, "He doesn't know how to restrain himself. He's too sharp. He died fast. What a pity."

Even Elder Zhuo almost couldn't hold himself anymore and rushed onto the stage. No one would believe that Zhao Xin could beat the combined attack of eight people at the Blood Refinement realm.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Ju laughed complacently. With a trace of Zhao Xin's smile, it would be a piece of cake for him to defeat the group of Zhao Family. The Misty Cloud City would belong to the Zhang Family tomorrow.

On the arena.

Zhao Xin kept retreating, wave after wave of attacks that he was unable to defend against.

After these Zhang Family disciples attacked, they immediately retreated and adjusted their next attack. The next attack was immediately followed up, not giving Zhao Xin any chance to catch his breath.

The wheel of battle was unleashed to its fullest extent.

If they couldn't kill Zhao Xin in an instant, they would torture him to death. This was what the eight of them were thinking.

Zhao Xin was forced to the edge of the arena. His handsome brows slightly wrinkled and he said with a cold smile, "I really underestimated these ants from the Zhang Family."

Suddenly, a figure jumped up and slashed down with his blade.

"Zhao Xin, go to hell."

At the same time, the other seven men attacked at the same time, blocking all of his escape routes.

At this moment, Zhao Xin was unable to defend against the attacks from the other seven men. Furthermore, the pressure from their Spiritual Sense kept crushing Zhao Xin, causing him to panic.

A hopeless situation!

No matter which side's attack was aimed at him, it would still be fatal.

"Hahaha, Zhao Xin is dead for sure." Feng Yousheng walked to Zhang Ju's side and laughed.

"A yellow-mouthed kid is playing with me, he is still a little too inexperienced." Zhang Ju said in a deep voice.

"There is no other way," Elder Zhuo said. He shouted, "Let's go and protect Young Lord."

Zhao Xin grinned and shouted, "Elder Zhuo, don't be impulsive. Stay where you are and wait for orders."

He shouted heavily, "Flash!"

Swoosh.

His figure disappeared from where he was standing. All eight of their attacks missed. At the same time, they thought to themselves, Not good.

In the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xin appeared behind the eight of them, and with a flick of his wrist, a Silver Dragon Blade appeared in his hand. He waved the silver spear, and a long Spiritual Energy dragon was instantly drawn out.

"Silver Dragon Dance!"

Zhao Xin drew the Silver Dragon Blade in his hand. The Spiritual Energy in his body poured out. A silver dragon shot out from his body. The Spiritual Energy was ignited, and the silver dragon let out a Dragon's Roar.

Eight strikes with a single spear!

In an instant, all eight of them were sent flying.

No matter what, they were all experts in the Blood Refining stage. They instantly reacted and used their respective defensive techniques.

However, the silver dragon's impact directly overturned them.

"Phantom Step, Sly Spike!"

The Spiritual Energy was activated, and its speed soared to the extreme.

With a leap, he leapt into the air.

"Silver Dragon Dance!"

Roar ~

The Dragon's Roar sounded out once again.

Silver dragons were condensed one after another. In an instant, the sky was filled with Zhao Xin's Spiritual Energy and silver dragons. In just a breath's time, hundreds of silver dragons were condensed.

Before the eight of them landed on the ground, Zhao Xin shouted loudly, "Charge!"

Roar!

Roar!1

The Dragon's Roar filled the sky and shook the heavens and earth. One hundred and thirty silver dragons sucked out half of Zhao Xin's Spiritual Energy and rushed out in an instant.

Rumble ~

One silver dragon after another passed through the bodies of the eight men.

The eight people were being held up by the silver dragons in midair, constantly changing their positions.

Half a minute later.

The last silver dragon let out a dragon's roar, instantly piercing through the eight of them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The eight corpses fell to the ground. Each of them died a miserable death, and blood oozed out of their bodies.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Looking at everything that happened on the arena, they continuously rubbed their eyes. What happened?

What exactly happened?

What was the Dragon's Roar that filled the sky just now?

Was it an illusion?

"How is this possible?" Zhang Ju sat down on the chair and looked at the eight corpses on the stage in disbelief.

[Zhengwen]

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