108: Chapter 108 Little Qin's Flying Daggers Never Miss!

The dagger missed!

After a brief silence, Mo Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, then clutched his stomach and let out a harsh, unbridled burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, I'm literally dying of laughter!"

Mo Xiaochuan pointed at Qin Feng, tears almost streaming from his eyes, and mocked him loudly with a face full of disdain:

"Kid, are you sick in the head?! A hidden weapon is all about the word 'hidden'! Catching the enemy off guard, striking when they're unprepared!"

"Before you use a hidden weapon, you actually shout out loud to tell the enemy? Do you think this is some mortal martial artist's turn-based sparring match on a stage?!"

"If you announce it, how is it still a hidden weapon? With such brain-dead tactics, you dare to show off in front of me?!"

The Menial Laborers below the stage heard this and burst into raucous laughter.

"I thought this kid was something special, turns out he's just a brainless idiot!"

"Warning someone before you fight them, it's laughable!"

Facing the deluge of mockery, Qin Feng didn't even blink.

He stood quietly in place, watching the uncontrollably laughing Mo Xiaochuan, the mockery and pity in his eyes growing deeper.

"Are those all your last words?" Qin Feng asked indifferently.

"Little beast, still talking tough when death is at your doorstep!"

Mo Xiaochuan was completely enraged by that look, as if he were already a dead man.

He stopped laughing and suddenly reached for his lower back with both hands!

"Clang!"

Two daggers, quenched in deadly green poison with eerily wavy blades, instantly appeared in his hands.

"Since you've used up your flying daggers, go to hell!"

Mo Xiaochuan let out a hysterical roar.

"Boom!"

The violent true essence of the fourth layer of the Qi Refinement Stage erupted without reservation.

He soared into the air, spinning rapidly.

The true essence on his body transformed at that moment into a green venomous snake phantom, as thick as a water vat, with its bloody maw wide open!

"Venomous Fang Strangling!!!"

The snake phantom emitted a hair-raising hiss, its massive fangs flashing with a deadly cold light, and with the terrifying might of an earth-shattering strike, it descended to slaughter him!

This strike completely sealed off all space on the stage. The might was so strong that even the surrounding air hissed as it was corroded by the poison.

"It's over, there's no way this kid can survive!"

Below the stage, Supervisor Dao Chengkong sneered and crossed his arms, as if he had already seen the tragic sight of the presumptuous kid being ground into meat paste.

In mid-air, the snake phantom was less than half a zhang from Qin Feng's head.

On Mo Xiaochuan's face, hidden within the snake phantom, a cruel, triumphant grin appeared.

"Die! Die!"

However.

Just as Mo Xiaochuan thought he was about to succeed, at the most critical moment when his nerves were at their most excited and his defenses were at their weakest!

A sudden change occurred...

"Hum—!!!"

A slight, extremely eerie blade-humming sound that seemed capable of piercing the Soul suddenly rang out from behind him without warning!

"What?!"

Mo Xiaochuan's heart trembled violently, and the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant.

An unprecedented, bone-chilling sense of deadly crisis pierced through his spine like lightning!

Relying on the instincts honed from years of walking on the edge of life and death, Mo Xiaochuan forcibly twisted his neck in mid-air and looked back in terror.

The scene that met his eyes caused his already dilated pupils to freeze instantly!

He saw that the steel flying dagger, which had clearly been dodged and had flown into the Void Realm behind him, had somehow grown eyes and traced an eerie arc in the air that defied physical laws, returning back!

Not only that...

The blade of the flying dagger was currently wrapped in a layer of extremely dense true essence; this was the ultimate application of the Inch Radiance Cultivation Technique, using true essence to guide and control the blade with Qi!

"No—!!!"

Mo Xiaochuan let out a scream that was extremely shrill and filled with despair.

It was too fast, and the distance was too close!

He was currently in a mid-air state where his old strength was spent and new strength had yet to arise. All his true essence was used to condense the snake phantom attack in front, so his defenses were completely wide open!

"Puchi—!!!"

A teeth-grinding sound of flesh being pierced exploded loudly over the silent stage.

The purple-gold flying dagger, like an unstoppable light of death, instantly shot through the weak point of the snake phantom with overwhelming force!

"Shhh!"

The blade, trailing a streak of dazzling blood, pierced into Mo Xiaochuan's throat without any suspense.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Mo Xiaochuan made an eerie, airy sound, and the huge snake phantom outside his body collapsed instantly, like a popped bubble!

His forward-rushing body instantly lost all strength, and like a dead bird with broken wings, he fell heavily from mid-air.

"Bang!"

The corpse slammed heavily at Qin Feng's feet, splashing up a cloud of dust and bright red blood.

The entire arena was deathly silent.

Hundreds of thousands of people widened their eyes and opened their mouths, but could not make a single sound.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

What happened?!

It was clearly Mo Xiaochuan who held the absolute advantage, and the flying dagger had clearly missed, so why... why did that blade return to kill from behind?!

"This... what kind of Demonic Technique is this?!" Below the stage, Supervisor Dao Chengkong's eyes were almost popping out, and his hand holding the giant blade was trembling uncontrollably.

Even Supervisor Chen Rufeng, who had always been expressionless, gasped, his knuckles white from gripping his sword too tightly.

On the stage.

Mo Xiaochuan did not die immediately; the powerful vitality of an immortal cultivator kept him twitching in pain in a pool of blood.

He clutched his throat, where blood was gushing out from the hole, with both hands, tilted his head back, and stared with unclosed eyes at the man looking down at him from above.

"You... you..."

Gurgling, bloody sounds came from his throat as he used the last ounce of his life force to ask, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief,

"How did... the flying dagger... turn... how... how did you do it?"

Qin Feng's expression was as calm as water, his deep black eyes without a ripple.

He slowly bent down, extended his slender fingers, and pinched the blood-stained blade that had pierced through Mo Xiaochuan's throat.

"Puchi!"

Qin Feng mercilessly yanked the flying dagger straight out of the man's neck.

"Ugh ah!" Mo Xiaochuan's body stiffened, and he finally breathed his last.

Immediately after, Qin Feng took out a clean white silk handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off the blade, smiling disdainfully,

and said: "Even if I told you, you wouldn't be able to learn it. Why ask so much when you're about to die?!"

He casually tossed the blood-stained handkerchief onto Mo Xiaochuan's gradually cooling corpse and returned the cleaned flying dagger to the leather holster at his waist.

"Bang!"

He casually lifted a foot and, as if kicking aside a trash bag on the side of the road, kicked the corpse directly off Arena No. 1.

The corpse traced a parabola in mid-air and slammed heavily into the crowd below, causing the surrounding Menial Laborers to scream and scatter in panic.

After doing all this, Qin Feng acted as if he had only done a trivial thing.

He turned around, facing the rising morning sun and the fierce winds on the stage, his posture as straight as a sword.

His deep, arrogant black eyes, like a king ruling the world, coldly swept over Supervisor Chen Rufeng and Supervisor Dao Chengkong below the stage, who were now completely stunned.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled into an extremely domineering, wild smile,

and he asked: "The two of you, dare you come up?! If you don't dare, then both of you come up together!!!"