240: Chapter 240 Possession and Substitute Fighting

"Why is there so much blood... And what are these patterns on the ground?"

Looking at the eerie patterns drawn in blood inside the room, Xie Ning asked in confusion.

The Medicinal Pill Xie Ning had taken was a poison targeting Martial Artists, capable of disrupting the flow of a Martial Artist's blood and True Qi.

If he couldn't take the antidote soon, it would leave behind some hidden dangers for the future.

Xie Ning had originally intended to have the team coach help him to the preparation room, then find a random excuse to send him away so he could retrieve the antidote he had hidden in the storage locker to neutralize the poison in his body.

Who would have thought that as soon as he stepped into the preparation room, he would run into Zhang Qing, who was fully focused on drawing a Magic Array inside.

"You skipped your own match, yet you're here in another school's preparation room acting so suspiciously... Regardless, I must take you to find your school's teacher and get to the bottom of this."

A flash of undisguised joy crossed the eyes of the Jiangshui Martial Arts School team coach.

The opposing School Team captain had actually missed the match without reason and was acting sneakily in another school's preparation room.

At this sensitive and critical moment, if this matter were seized upon and reported to the tournament organizers, depending on the circumstances, it was not impossible for the Henghuo Martial Arts School to be directly disqualified.

With that, True Qi surged throughout his body, and his Qi Refining Realm Ninth Stage Aura was released without restraint, warning Zhang Qing not to resist.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qing suddenly raised his voice and roared toward an unknown direction:

"Wait! You promised me you wouldn't kill anyone!"

He kept his head lowered, his entire body trembling violently and uncontrollably, as if his heart were undergoing some intense struggle.

The moment he suddenly looked up, his eyes had transformed into black sclera with red pupils, exuding an eerie and crazed Aura.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being discovered."

Zhang Qing's voice suddenly became deep and hoarse.

The next second, a bone-chilling sound of flesh being pierced rang out.

In Xie Ning's astonished gaze, a bloody hole suddenly appeared in the chest of the Jiangshui Martial Arts School team coach.

His eyes were wide open, filled with incredulous terror, and using his last bit of strength, he turned his head to look at Xie Ning, squeezing out two words from his throat:

"Run... quickly."

Then, like a puppet with cut strings, he collapsed powerlessly to the ground as blood continuously gushed from the hole in his chest.

Zhang Qing looked on with disdain, lifted his leg, and kicked the team coach's corpse flying:

"Don't let this aged, foul-smelling blood defile my Magic Array."

The force of this kick was astonishing; the team coach's body whistled past Xie Ning like an arrow released from a bow.

The blood splattered in the air landed precisely on Xie Ning's right eye, dyeing half his vision a deep crimson.

"Ahhhh!"

Xie Ning felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to his skull. He frantically mobilized all his True Qi and ran desperately toward the rear.

"Why did I come to fight this match?"

"Why did I provoke that person?"

"Why did I fake an illness to skip the match?"

"I don't want to die, I still have a bright future, I don't want to die!"

"Anyone! Can someone come save me!"

In his final moments, Xie Ning felt immense regret in his heart.

He ran forward with all his might, screaming hysterically for help, filled with despair and helplessness.

"Unfortunately, no matter how loudly you scream, no one can hear you."

An eerie whispering sound quietly arose; it was a sound that could never be produced by the Human Race language, filled with strange, articulated pronunciations.

In an instant, five shadow tentacles, like black giant pythons, surged out from Zhang Qing's body.

Moving at a speed far exceeding Xie Ning's running, they darted out like lightning, instantly leaping behind Xie Ning and surrounding him completely.

The shadow tentacles instantly bound Xie Ning's limbs, rendering him completely unable to move.

Then, another shadow tentacle pried open Xie Ning's tightly shut mouth and slid down his throat into his body.

"Cough, urgh."

In his final moments of despair, Xie Ning's eyes were bloodshot as he futilely attempted to cough out the shadow tentacle that had burrowed into his body.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and the whites of his eyes slowly faded, as if consumed by darkness, eventually turning pitch black just like Zhang Qing's.

Not until his pupils also turned red did the shadow tentacles binding his limbs quietly recede, gently lowering Xie Ning to the ground.

"So that's how it is; no wonder he ran to the preparation room at such a critical juncture."

After Musa's control transferred from Zhang Qing's body to Xie Ning's, he seemed to be adapting to this newly possessed body, moving his joints with interest and producing several crisp cracking sounds.

During this time, he had already read the recent memories from Xie Ning's consciousness and understood the sequence of events that led to the boy appearing here.

"Because he felt he couldn't win, he faked an illness to avoid the match... Tch, with this kind of combat aptitude, he can be called a Genius here?"

"As expected, the decision by the various races to temporarily leave the Human Race alone for so many years and merely maintain surveillance was correct. It seems my King was a bit too sensitive."

"However, this brat in his memories..."

Musa recalled the face of Chen Moxuan from Xie Ning's memories and couldn't help but frown:

"Come to think of it, when the Martial Arts Grandmaster's Spiritual Sense appeared to investigate just now, this person also appeared there immediately after."

"That Martial Arts Grandmaster is nine times out of ten related to this brat; it is very likely a master-disciple relationship among the Human Race."

"If I take this brat down while I have the chance, even if that mysterious Martial Arts Grandmaster truly reveals himself later, I can use this to threaten him, gaining an extra trump card besides the Magic Array."

As Musa pondered, he decided to control Xie Ning's body to compete in the match for him.

Based on the intelligence from Zhang Qing's memories and Xie Ning's memories, it wasn't hard for Musa to guess that the young Genius Martial Artist who had suddenly appeared at this time must definitely have some connection to the mysterious Human Race Martial Arts Grandmaster who had probed him earlier.

Not uncovering the true identity of that mysterious Martial Arts Grandmaster always posed a huge hidden danger to the advancement of his plan, making him worry day and night.

Of course, there was also a possibility that Chen Moxuan was that Martial Arts Grandmaster.

It was just that because Musa was also familiar with the Human Race's Martial Arts system, he directly ruled out this possibility.

According to his knowledge, the youngest Martial Arts Grandmaster of the Human Race was currently over fifty years old.

"You continue to finish the Magic Array; don't play any tricks."

Musa turned his head, staring at Zhang Qing with eyes like torches, his tone cold and forceful.

"The mark I left inside your body can monitor your every move, and I can return to your body at any time."

"If you want your parents to be safe and sound, then behave and obey."

Seeing Zhang Qing nod with a livid expression, Musa, possessing Xie Ning's body, turned back with satisfaction.

He raised his hand and cast an illusion spell; shadows draped over Xie Ning's eyes like a veil, concealing the anomalies caused by the possession.

Immediately afterward, he did the same to hide the corpse of the Jiangshui Martial Arts School team coach.

After finishing these things, Musa controlled Xie Ning's body and walked toward the exit leading to the competition arena.