The next moment.
Gu Changqing's body shivered involuntarily.
He shuddered.
His eyes widened in horror.
A line of blood appeared, stretching from the right side of his forehead to the left side of his chin.
"How did he suddenly become so strong!"
Gu Changqing uttered his final words in bewilderment.
The next moment, the left half of his head slid off at a slant.
Gu Yang stood up abruptly in shock, unable to suppress his powerful Martial Saint vitality any longer!
It surged out of control.
The younger generation of the Gu clan that he had once valued the most had died right before his eyes.
Furthermore, the Gu clan had already lost six people in a row today.
Everyone in the Gu clan watched this scene in shock.
They were clearly on the verge of victory, about to behead the disciple of their enemy, Chen Feng.
Why did such a reversal occur after a single video call!
However, at this moment, the audience from other clans erupted.
All non-Gu clan spectators cheered.
The applause was endless.
At this moment, they didn't even care how ugly the expressions of the Gu clan members were.
None of them could suppress the excitement in their hearts!
"Holy shit! A comeback! It's actually a comeback!"
"I knew it! He definitely wouldn't let me down!"
"Once the signature laugh and ultimate move lines come out, any enemy will be defeated!"
"Damn! The chosen scarface is awesome! Too awesome!"
...
Meanwhile.
Chen Feng, who was rushing over at top speed, suddenly received another system prompt in his mind.
His heart couldn't help but sink.
However, after seeing the system notification clearly and realizing it wasn't about inheriting his disciple's vitality, he breathed a sigh of relief.
[Congratulations on achieving the Master Teacher achievement.]
[Sixth disciple has awakened the Lethal Fifteen Swords.]
[Master rewarded with 400 vitality points.]
[Master rewarded with the Man and Nature as One realm of the Lethal Fifteen Swords.]
Seeing that Zhao Bing had comprehended another sword strike, Chen Feng felt relieved.
"It seems Zhao Bing has found a way out of a desperate situation. He shouldn't die for now!"
At this time, he had already arrived at the Holy Capital.
He had just checked his phone's navigation and confirmed the direction of the Holy Capital Stadium.
...
Immortal Capital.
Liu Weiwei also watched the live television broadcast in disbelief.
She hadn't expected a single phone call to cause such a huge change.
Su Yan smiled and said:
"He really is the little master's fanatic!"
Somewhere.
Dugu Sword Demon couldn't help but stand up and said excitedly:
"I have lived for so many years and have never seen such a sword-dao prodigy!"
"At this moment, his sword-dao technique has probably surpassed the Heaven rank."
"It is at least a Saint-rank technique!"
"If this kid doesn't die this time, his future achievements will definitely not be inferior to yours or mine!"
Wang Zun, who was beside him, sighed.
"You also know that one must survive to have a future."
"The Gu clan aren't fools either. How could they let such an enemy grow wildly!"
On the other side.
Zhao Bing's battle didn't just bring cheers from the live audience.
Everyone around the world watching the broadcast.
When they saw Zhao Bing kill another Gu clan member at the last moment.
All of them couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in their hearts.
Zhao Bing on the arena.
After swinging his final sword strike.
Listening to the cheers of the crowd.
He spat out the Chixiao Sword from his mouth and laughed heartily at the sky.
Then, using his last ounce of strength, he roared:
"Gu clan!"
This roar instantly quieted the arena.
Everyone stared with burning eyes at the figure who had lost both arms and was covered in blood.
"Nothing! More! Than! This!"
With that said.
Zhao Bing's vision went black. With a wild smile on his face, he fainted straight onto the arena.
His brief words were like a harsh slap to the faces of all the Gu clan members.
Hearing Zhao Bing's words, the live audience could no longer restrain their excitement.
They all stood up and roared this man's name.
"Zhao Bing!"
"Zhao Bing!"
"Zhao Bing!"
...
Watching the tsunami-like scene, Gu Yang trembled with anger.
A Gu clan elder couldn't help but say:
"Damn it! I'm going to kill all these damn bastards!"
Gu Chen gritted his teeth and stopped him:
"Don't be impulsive!"
"Killing them all won't bring any benefits to the Gu clan!"
"It will only make the Gu clan lose more face!"
However, the scene suddenly spiraled out of control!
A young man from the Gu clan suddenly leaped onto the arena.
Wanting to chop off Zhao Bing's head.
A muscular black man who was closest immediately roared:
"Fuck! What are you doing!"
"This is a foul!"
Saying so, he rushed up and started fighting the Gu clan member.
Seeing this, other Gu clan members also rushed up.
Killing the black man on the spot.
However, this single stone stirred up a thousand ripples.
Dozens of Great Xia people, disregarding their own lives, roared and charged onto the arena.
"Fight them to the death!"
"We will protect the disciple of the Great Xia hero!"
"Kill these despicable Gu clan members!"
"I've tolerated you guys for a long time!"
...
A chaotic melee broke out instantly.
Gu Yang never expected things to develop like this.
The Gu clan's grand competition this time was a direct failure.
"Stop!"
"Do you want to die!"
"Everyone stop!"
Gu Yang roared.
However, both sides were seeing red.
No one listened to him at all.
The number of foreign competitors was tens or hundreds of times that of the Gu clan.
The Gu clan's Martial Saints had to intervene.
In an instant, hundreds of towering blood auras spread out.
The powerful vitality pressure forced some people to stop fighting.
Especially those who were closer to the Martial Saints.
They were instantly sent flying by this tyrannical vitality.
Many Gu clan elders also couldn't help but strike.
For a time, palm shadows flew and fist shadows overlapped.
Countless miserable howls rang out.
Thousands of foreign experts died tragically on the spot.
But the younger generation of the Gu clan also lost dozens of members in the momentary chaos.
Making the Gu clan's Martial Saints' eyes widen in fury.
At this moment, audiences worldwide were stunned.
Almost everyone put down what they were doing.
Watching the live broadcast in shock.
It was just that the broadcast footage had all turned into wide shots.
The cameras near the arena had long been destroyed in the melee.
And the cameras mounted above the stadium were now unattended.
Those operators were just ordinary staff.
When gods fight, these mere mortals would die from just a breath.
The moment the great battle started, they all began running outside.
No spectator in the world expected.
The Gu clan's grand competition would end up like this.
Especially when they saw the scene of the Gu clan's Martial Saints slaughtering foreign experts.
Deep hatred welled up in all of them.
Gu Yang found a Gu clan elder and shouted anxiously:
"Quick, use the Lion's Roar technique to make everyone stop!"
That Gu clan elder was just about to roar!
Suddenly, a massive pressure appeared above the competition stadium.
Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky.
"Look, what is that?"
"Is it a meteor?"
"What a terrifying vitality pressure!"
"It seems like a Martial Saint! Who is it?"
...
They only saw a giant golden sphere.
Descending from the sky at an incredible speed.
Crashing toward the competition stadium.
Everyone below instinctively dodged.
The battle between the two sides also temporarily stopped because of this sudden turn of events.
The massive golden sphere of light crashed to the ground.
The entire competition stadium trembled violently amidst a deafening roar, as if an earthquake had struck.
A steel arena was smashed straight into the ground on the spot.
Kicking up a towering cloud of dust and smoke.
The two sides, previously locked in a chaotic brawl, instinctively drew back from one another.
Their eyes fixed on the sudden disturbance.
After a long pause, a silhouette slowly emerged from the billowing dust.
Before the figure even fully stepped out of the smoke, a booming voice echoed across the entire scene.
"Chen Feng of Great Xia!"
"Here to challenge you!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
