Duan Changtian never expected that his cousin, a senior martial artist, would be crippled by a mere martial artist.
The situation had developed in a direction completely different from what he had anticipated.
Meanwhile, Zhao Bing was growing increasingly frenzied as the fight went on.
His sword intent grew stronger and stronger.
His attacks became more and more ferocious.
"The Thirteen Fatal Swords truly are profound and boundless. I'm getting the feel of it again!"
"Have at you!"
Duan Changtian fought while retreating.
Xiao Ruohan behind him nervously clutched his clothes, following him as he fell back.
Seeing that Liu Weiwei had dealt with Duan Yan'er, Jin Youxi's momentum soared even higher.
"Well done, junior sister!"
"Find an opportunity to take out that traitor Xiao Ruohan next, and clean up the sect's disgrace for our master."
Hearing Jin Youxi's words, Xiao Ruohan gritted her teeth in fury.
But there was nothing she could do.
Liu Weiwei first took a moment to refine the vital energy and blood she had just devoured.
Her cultivation in vital energy and blood smoothly broke through to the level of a senior martial artist.
She then immediately launched an attack on Xiao Ruohan.
Duan Changtian's pressure increased once again.
Although Liu Weiwei was only at the senior martial artist realm,
posing little threat to a martial arts master,
Xiao Ruohan currently had no vital energy cultivation and was even weaker than an ordinary person.
Xiao Ruohan was now the apple of Duan Changtian's eye, so naturally, he couldn't just watch her get hurt.
He had to frequently intervene to fend off Liu Weiwei's incoming attacks.
Having to split his focus against three opponents made Duan Changtian's disadvantage even more apparent.
Every time Liu Weiwei's Crippling Kick swept towards them,
Xiao Ruohan was terrified out of her wits.
Her dantian was already shattered.
If she took a direct hit from that kick,
she would be reuniting with her mother on the spot.
She couldn't help but curse in her heart:
"Duan Changtian is truly useless!"
"A peak martial arts master can't even defeat two top-tier martial artists plus one senior martial artist."
"If it were that damned Chen Feng, he could probably take on a hundred without a problem!"
Duan Changtian had no idea
that the person he was protecting with his life
currently despised him as a good-for-nothing.
With Duan Changtian's abilities, even if he couldn't defeat the combined force of Jin Youxi and the other two, escaping wouldn't have been an issue.
However, if he fled, Xiao Ruohan would be doomed.
For the sake of his beloved, he could only endure bitterly.
Now, he was even forced to play his trump card.
"Give my Duan family some face."
"What happened today was our fault."
"I am a core direct descendant of the Duan family. I can compensate you for your losses."
"Stop this now, and name your price!"
Xiao Ruohan's grip on Duan Changtian's hand tightened abruptly.
She hadn't expected her boyfriend to back down.
And worse, to bow his head to Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei, whom she hated most.
An indescribable sense of humiliation welled up inside her.
The thing Xiao Ruohan could least tolerate was losing face in front of Chen Feng.
The second was letting Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei witness her embarrassment and distress.
At that very moment, Jin Youxi opened her mouth to mock:
"So now you know to surrender!"
"Weren't certain people just saying they were going to cripple my junior sister and me?"
"Hmph..."
Jin Youxi's words twisted Xiao Ruohan's face with rage.
She felt her dignity was being trampled upon mercilessly.
"Useless! Useless! They're all useless!"
"Is everyone in this world, except for Chen Feng, completely useless?!"
Xiao Ruohan roared inwardly.
She recalled all her former backers, who had almost all fallen at Chen Feng's hands.
Her imprisoned father, her tragically deceased mother.
Sha Heming, the disgraced senior brother; Xiang Jinpeng, the master of the War God Martial Arts Hall wiped out by the Devouring Heaven Club; Han Ming, the mentor killed by Chen Feng's hand.
Later, Wei Guangming, who was also crippled.
And now, the recently crippled Duan Yan'er, and Duan Changtian, shamelessly begging for mercy.
These people are truly more useless than the last, each one a bigger waste than the previous!
"Why is it that after I left Chen Feng, all I encounter are these kinds of good-for-nothings!"
"Why can't I meet a second person like Chen Feng!"
"Why did I ever betray Chen Feng back then!"
Xiao Ruohan was filled with bitter regret.
She never imagined that a single decision from the past
would lead to such a miserable situation today.
Duan Changtian's fighting spirit began to wane.
Meanwhile, the attacks from Jin Youxi and Zhao Bing grew increasingly fierce and sharp.
Duan Changtian soon found himself in constant peril.
He was nearly pierced by Zhao Bing's sword on several occasions.
Even so,
he still diverted his focus to watch over Xiao Ruohan's safety,
preventing Liu Weiwei from harming her.
This annoyed Zhao Bing somewhat.
"If you weren't dragging that dead weight around, you might actually put up a decent fight."
"Keep this up, and you'll be defeated soon."
"I advise you to just give up on that traitor!"
"A woman will only slow down your strikes!"
Jin Youxi shot a sidelong glance at Zhao Bing.
Thinking to herself:
"It seems this junior brother is destined to end his bloodline."
But Duan Changtian stubbornly shielded Xiao Ruohan, declaring:
"I won't let anyone harm Ruohan!"
Xiao Ruohan responded with a disdainful sneer.
"A useless simp, saying things like that just to pat yourself on the back."
Liu Weiwei, the calmest one present, seized the moment while Duan Changtian was speaking to unleash another series of kicks aimed at Xiao Ruohan.
Duan Changtian hurriedly moved to block Liu Weiwei's assault.
Immediately after, Jin Youxi's Buddha's Palm and Zhao Bing's Sword Qi Slash followed in rapid succession.
Duan Changtian swiftly turned, dispersing the Sword Qi Slash he perceived as the most dangerous.
Then, relying on his Nine Yang Divine Art, he forcibly withstood Jin Youxi's Buddha's Palm.
The force of the palm sent a sweet, metallic taste to his throat, forcing him back several steps and causing him to knock Xiao Ruohan over.
In the stumble, he accidentally stepped on Xiao Ruohan's stomach.
"What a powerful palm technique!"
Even as he marveled inwardly, Duan Changtian hastily swallowed the blood in his mouth and apologized to Xiao Ruohan:
"Ruohan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Xiao Ruohan was in such pain her face turned deathly pale, afraid to even breathe deeply, momentarily unable to speak.
She could only rage inwardly.
"This damned useless fool!"
"What 'top talent of the younger generation of the Duan Clan'?"
"He's nothing but trash among trash!"
"If I, Xiao Ruohan, weren't down on my luck, I'd rather die than associate with such garbage."
Before Duan Changtian could even regain his footing,
he heard Zhao Bing state calmly:
"It's over. A pity, I still haven't comprehended any new techniques."
"It seems I truly still need my master's guidance."
Duan Changtian hurriedly shifted his attention away from Xiao Ruohan.
But it was too late.
A streak of sword qi sliced horizontally across his waist.
With a shing!
Zhao Bing sheathed his sword.
Only then did Duan Changtian feel a sharp pain in his abdomen.
He clutched his stomach, not daring to move his body another inch.
Because any movement might cause his intestines to spill out from the wound.
He never imagined he would come to such an end.
"I'm sorry, Ruohan!"
"It seems I can no longer protect you!"
Xiao Ruohan hadn't expected her final pillar of support to crumble as well.
Despair, mixed with the terror of death,
caused her emotions and reason to instantly snap. She let out a hysterical, piercing scream.
"You useless good-for-nothing!"
"You're always boasting about how powerful your Duan family is!"
"Yet you can't even handle three insignificant thugs!"
"A waste like you isn't even fit to lick my boots!"
...
As she spoke, she slapped Duan Changtian across the face.
Duan Changtian stared at Xiao Ruohan in disbelief.
He had ended up in this state, all for this woman.
And now he had even lost his life.
What he received in return was only beatings, curses, and humiliation!
His severely injured body was sent sprawling to the ground by Xiao Ruohan's slap.
The wound, which had nearly cleaved him in two, could no longer hold.
It tore open completely.
Blood and pinkish intestines immediately spilled out onto the ground.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
