Chapter 356
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The crowd, jolted by the deafening explosion and the blood-curdling scream, turned their gazes toward the valley. There, in mid-air, Chǔ Kuǎi was caught between two magma dragons, each hundreds of feet long, which had bitten down on his arms. With a ferocious tear, the dragons ripped his limbs clean off. Blood sprayed in all directions as Chǔ Kuǎi’s body tumbled downward, his once dignified demeanor now replaced by a pale, bloodied visage, utterly devoid of the arrogance he once held as an elder of the Blue Cloud Academy.
*Thud*…
A deep, resonant impact echoed as Chǔ Kuǎi’s body struck the ground, the force causing cracks to spiderweb across the earth. The magma dragons, relentless in their assault, spewed two fireballs that smashed into Chǔ Kuǎi’s legs, eliciting another agonizing scream. This time, he lay motionless, incapacitated by his injuries.
Ye Wushuang, sword in hand, approached Chǔ Kuǎi step by step. The once-mighty warrior of the fifth tier of the Yuanfu Realm now lay before him, a broken, bloodied figure, stripped of all his former grandeur.
“Elder Chǔ!” Ye Wushuang spoke slowly, his voice dripping with contempt. “Do you still believe you can control everything?”
“Ye… Ye Wushuang…” Chǔ Kuǎi gasped, his disheveled hair covering his face as he growled through gritted teeth, “You will die without a grave.”
“Is that so?” Ye Wushuang sneered coldly, gripping his sword tightly before thrusting it forward.
With a *thud*, the blade pierced Chǔ Kuǎi’s spine, causing his body to tremble violently. Yet, he clenched his teeth, refusing to utter a sound.
“Impressive!”
With that, Ye Wushuang twisted the Tianya Sword, its blade shredding through Chǔ Kuǎi’s bones and meridians within his back.
“Ah…!”
Chǔ Kuǎi could no longer contain his agony, and a heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the valley and beyond.
The surrounding elders, mentors, and new students stood in stunned silence. It was unprecedented for a new student to torment an elder responsible for the trial in such a manner. The events unfolding before their eyes seemed almost surreal, like a nightmare.
“Ye Wushuang!”
Chǔ Kuǎi roared in fury, “Even in death, I will wait for you, wait for you to join me in hell.”
“Then perhaps it’s better not to wait. Reincarnate sooner and come back as a beast next life, so you won’t harm others,” Ye Wushuang retorted, pulling out his sword and stabbing it in again.
“Stop!!”
As the sword descended and Chǔ Kuǎi’s miserable wail rose once more, a voice filled with rage echoed from the distance. Many of the new students felt as if the sound would deafen them.
The sound of slicing air ceased, and a group of seven or eight people landed steadily outside the valley. The man at the forefront glared at Ye Wushuang and shouted, “You’re courting death!”
Without a moment’s hesitation, he clenched his fists, and seven spirals of spiritual energy coalesced behind him. With a swing of his arms, he unleashed a torrential assault.
The momentum was overwhelming, like mountains being moved and seas being overturned.
Ye Wushuang, facing the incoming fists, let out a cold snort. The two magma dragons behind him surged forward, spewing fireballs of molten rock that clashed with the incoming punches.
Boom… Boom…
The scorching fireballs collided with the force of the punches, creating a deafening roar. In just a single punch, not only were the fireballs shattered and their power dissipated, but the magma dragons themselves were also instantly pulverized, their bodies breaking apart into fragments that scattered like fireworks.
At this moment, the middle-aged man who had thrown the punch shouted, “A mere new student has lost all sense of propriety!”
“Chǔ Gāoxuān!”
Upon seeing the newcomer, Elders Cháo Píng and Wàn Tiānlóng’s expressions changed dramatically.
Chǔ Gāoxuān, the elder from the Chǔ clan, glanced at the two of them and let out a cold snort, ignoring them completely.
Now, Cháo Píng and Wàn Tiānlóng realized they were caught between a rock and a hard place. They had neither assisted Chǔ Kuǎi, angering Elder Chǔ Gāoxuān, who might now hold a grudge against them, nor had they helped Ye Wushuang, potentially incurring the displeasure of this prodigy.
Chǔ Gāoxuān looked at Ye Wushuang, then at the pitiful, barely alive Chǔ Kuǎi on the ground, his anger boiling over. “You little brat, this Blue Cloud Academy is no place for you to run amok!”
