Chapter 1036
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Chapter 1036: Great Hatred to the Sky!
The difference in strength between the two sides is huge, like an insurmountable gap!
With such a difference in strength, even if both the Seven Star Sword Sect and Golden Sword Sect send twenty people each, the result would be the same – being slaughtered by the youth from the Overlord Sect!
Finally, when almost half of their disciples had died, Ran Jianxuan and Yang Baikun both felt the urge to admit defeat.
Indeed, they had already lost. Continuing the fight would only result in the remaining eleven disciples being killed.
It’s important to know that these specially selected disciples are all outstanding individuals, and losing even one of them is an unimaginable loss.
Nine people have already been killed by that boy, which is a heavy blow to the two factions.
If the remaining people all die here, it would be a result that both factions cannot bear.
"Kill!"
But Su Yi doesn’t care about this. He still shouts loudly, his figure flickering, and his sword flashes as he strikes down fiercely!
A fierce aura spreads, directly cutting a Golden Sword Sect disciple in half!
"Idiot!"
Seeing another disciple die tragically, Yang Baikun angrily shouts, but is helpless.
He really wants to rush onto the stage and kill that young boy with one palm.
But he doesn’t have the courage to do so. Even if you gave him ten thousand times the courage, he still dares not violate the rules of the alliance conference, otherwise he would definitely die a miserable death on the spot.
"We admit defeat!"
At this moment, Ran Jianxuan soared into the air and spoke loudly, making sure that everyone could hear him clearly.
He knew that if he admitted defeat even just a moment later, it could lead to the death of one more disciple!
Upon hearing Ran Jianxuan’s voice, many people also breathed a sigh of relief. These people finally agreed to admit defeat.
The pressure brought by the youth’s act of killing made the spectators feel suffocated and unable to breathe.
It seemed that everything could finally come to an end now!
"Hoo…"
The remaining disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect and the Golden Sword Sect on the stage felt a great sense of relief, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope in the endless darkness.
However, just as hope began to rise in their hearts, they heard a cold snort, hitting each person’s chest like a heavy hammer!
"Hmm!"
Su Yi made a cold hum, as if he didn’t hear Ran Jianxuan’s words. He suddenly raised his long knife!
"Roaring Dragon Emperor Slash！"
These words burst out from Su Yi’s throat without any hesitation. With the big knife in his hand, he tightly gripped it with both hands.
The empty space around instantly turned into a small, hot storm. A fierce and sharp force emerged from it. With both arms slashing down, he fiercely chopped with his knife.
"Chirp…"
In an instant, a sword light dragged a long streak of red thunder and shot out, causing a terrifying red aura to sweep across the sky.
"Howl…"
Within the sword light, there seemed to be a faint shadow of a Red Dragon. The momentum of brutality and sharpness exploded, as if it could cut through the void, directly slashing towards the remaining disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect and the Golden Sword Sect.
Under a scary feeling, many people were scared and shocked.
The remaining ten disciples of the two sects stopped their attacks when they heard Ran Jianxuan say he surrendered, and stood on the platform.
Faced with this fierce and domineering attack, they were all like fools, and didn’t make any resistance!
"You dare, kid!"
Ran Jianxuan yelled and flew towards the platform, wanting to stop the sword from falling!
"Humph, who dares to obstruct the alliance meeting!"
Just then, a soft hum came out, like a sudden thunder, shocking the world!
Ran Jianxuan felt a heavy feeling in his chest, and his momentum suddenly stagnated. The person who made the sound obviously had a higher cultivation level than him!
This was the voice of a powerful member of the alliance, who stopped Ran Jianxuan’s movement.
And just at that moment, with a loud "crackling" sound, on the tenth platform, Su Yi’s swift sword moves were like a dragon, instantly attacking and engulfing the ten disciples from the Laozong and Eryang sects!
"Plop, plop, plop…"
One after another, muffled sounds echoed, accompanied by the splattering of crimson blood. Bodies were sliced open by the sword’s edge, and the scent of blood filled the air!
The ten disciples from the Laozong and Eryang sects were all sent flying, with limbs and arms falling to the ground and covering the platform!
This scene was terrifying, as if it were a hell on earth. The smell of blood was overwhelming, accentuating the ferocity of the young man even more!
"I surrender, why won’t you stop!"
Ran Jianxuan’s eyes turned red in an instant, as he couldn’t help but shout out. He was not only questioning Su Yi but also the person who had secretly prevented him from taking action.
The Alliance Conference has certain rules. If one surrenders, the other party cannot attack anymore. Otherwise, it would be considered a disregard for the conference rules, resulting in the cancellation of participation or even immediate execution!
Su Yi’s recent action has clearly violated this rule!
"Everyone knows the rules of the competition, we have already admitted defeat, yet that boy still took action. Instead of holding him accountable, you intervened and stopped me! Today, even if we face the top ten forces of the alliance, I, Ran Jianxuan, will seek justice!"
Ran Jianxuan’s eyes turned red, as he saw that only four disciples from the two sects barely survived the recent attack.
Because those few people reacted quickly and made evasive movements in advance, they temporarily avoided death.
But even so, each and every one of them is now missing arms or legs. If they are not treated in time, they will definitely be disabled!
In other words, all the disciples from both sects who went up on stage have been completely defeated!
How could Ran Jianxuan not be angry with such a result!
In his narrowed eyes, there was immense resentment!
"In this matter, the alliance must give us justice!"
Yang Baikun was also on the verge of collapse, almost shouting out this sentence.
He flew to Ran Jianxuan’s side and seemed ready to take action at the slightest disagreement.
All twenty young disciples, the most outstanding successors of the two clans, were completely lost here, without even having a chance to stop it. It felt like a knife twisting in their hearts!
"Hmph, Ran Jianxuan and Yang Baikun, I think you two must be confused, right?"
Just then, before anyone from the alliance could speak, and while the onlookers were still dazed, the young boy on the tenth stage snorted lightly and said, "If I remember correctly, the ones who just fought me represent the Golden Sword Sect. And you, Ran Jianxuan, as the leader of the Seven Star Sword Sect, what right do you have to meddle here?"
He looked at Ran Jianxuan and Yang Baikun with shining eyes, as if they were mentally challenged.
Su Yi’s confidence rested precisely on this point. Without this confidence, he wouldn’t dare to break the rules set by the alliance. That would be no different from seeking death!
"You! You! You!"
When Su Yi’s words reached Ran Jianxuan’s ears, his mind immediately went blank and he felt a whirlwind spinning around him. His whole body swayed in the air.
Yang Baikun, who was nearby, was also losing his patience. He was almost ready to explode!
Until this moment, they finally realized where the problem was, just like the little scraps said, the two of them were really confused. They had forgotten such an important point!
They joined forces to battle, using the quota of the Golden Sword Sect for the first time. If their Seven Star Sword Sect were to interfere, it would be against the rules. Only Ran Jianxuan is the one who is not in accordance!
Thinking of this, the leaders of the two sects felt a burst of frustration and a strong sense of humiliation.
"There are still four people alive…"
Suddenly, Yang Baikun, with his veins throbbing on his forehead, caught a glimpse of the four people who had barely survived on the arena. It was like waking up from a dream.
Among those four disciples, three of them are from the Golden Sword Sect. If they could be rescued and treated, it might be possible for them to recover.
Therefore, he had one final idea in mind, to save as many as possible!
This time, he won’t make the same mistake again. As the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, he has the right to admit defeat.
"We admit…"
However, just as Yang Baikun was about to speak, something happened that made him extremely angry!
On the stage, the young boy’s figure flickered like a bolt of lightning, moving swiftly across the platform.
Immediately, Yang Baikun saw that the four disciples, who were still alive a moment ago, had all been brutally killed!
"You scoundrel! You little brat, I’m going to kill you!"
Yang Baikun roared instantly, transforming into an enraged lion. His hair stood on end, his eyes widened, and he looked terrifying, as if ready to devour someone!
He dashed forward, heading straight towards the tenth platform.
Overwhelmed by a tremendous feeling of hatred, his mind became clouded. The repeated attacks today had made it impossible for Yang Baikun, the leader of his sect, to calm down.
He had only one thought in his mind now, which was to kill the young boy in order to release all his pent-up hatred!
"Get out of here!"
However, soon a handprint appeared out of thin air and suddenly fell directly in front of Yang Baikun!
With a loud bang, even with Yang Baikun’s cultivation at the Fifth Grade of Yuan Emperor Realm, he was forced to retreat under this handprint. Although he was not injured, his momentum was instantly suppressed.
From this, it can be seen how powerful the person who just attacked is!
"Consider this a warning. If anyone dares to obstruct the progress of the assembly again, the alliance will directly strike and not show any slack!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man who was presiding over the assembly walked out again, looking coldly at Yang Baikun and Ran Jianxuan.
Perhaps in terms of cultivation, this middle-aged man cannot compare to the two sect masters, but he has the backing of the ten major power alliances. Even against the sect masters of two third-rate powers, he is not at a disadvantage.
"If I, Ran Jianxuan, don’t avenge this grudge, how can I establish myself in the Chaos Realm? If I don’t eliminate this kid, how can I face my deceased son and the ten most outstanding disciples?"
Ran Jianxuan descended from the void, filled with immense hatred and unwillingness!
He had clearly made more than enough preparations, but he still couldn’t kill that kid on the arena.
The result made Ran Jianxuan unable to calm down no matter what.