310: Frustrated

This is a sure win; that was Zheng Kun's only thought at the moment.

His eyes gleamed with intense Battle Intent.

As the first three rounds of matches concluded, the other three in the top four had already been decided: Wang Teng of the Wang Family, Li Mier of the Li Family, and Mu Feng of the Mu family.

The Mu family is a major Family under the three great Families, with slightly less power and foundation than the three great Families, but not much weaker. Mu Feng is the Mu family's top Prodigy, an Emperor Realm Middle Stage Martial Artist.

Zheng Kun stepped onto the arena, looking at Su Changqing with a hint of coldness.

No matter how strong Su Changqing's power was, this time, he would definitely not escape death.

"Kid, don't say I didn't warn you. I'll give you one last chance; jump down yourself."

The corners of Zheng Kun's mouth curved upward, carrying a hint of threat.

Su Changqing's expression remained calm upon hearing this.

"Is that so? Bring out whatever means you have."

He knew this kid probably had some trick up his sleeve.

However, to him, no matter how many tricks, they would be futile.

A sharp glint flashed in Zheng Kun's eyes when he heard this.

"Since you want to die, don't blame me."

With that, he swung his sword, and terrifying Sword Qi instantly swept forth.

Su Changqing's expression remained unchanged. He raised his Emperor Abyss Sword, and a burst of Sword Qi emerged, instantly dissipating the opponent's Sword Qi without a trace.

Just then, Zheng Kun's eyes narrowed.

"Soul Piercing Needle, go!"

A tiny silver needle shot out at extreme speed, heading straight for Su Changqing's Divine Sense.

He naturally detected this little trinket.

"Oh?"

"Immortal Artifact?"

"That's somewhat interesting."

Su Changqing sneered, a hint of interest in his eyes.

The quality of this Immortal Artifact was too weak for him; any Immortal Artifact he casually took out would be enough to outclass this thing by far.

"The Zheng Family actually has a Low Grade Immortal Artifact?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Lord Zhang's Face.

One must know that as an Immortal Wind Sect Inner Sect Disciple and the Moon Spirit City Lord, he had worked for many years to acquire a Low Grade Immortal Artifact, which was enough to greatly increase his power in battle.

However, he didn't expect the Zheng Family to also possess a Low Grade Immortal Artifact; it truly wasn't simple.

However, the Wang and Li Families were equally shocked.

Wang Nan and Li Yue'e both revealed solemn expressions.

Although they and Zheng Qian were both Human Immortal Early Stage powerhouses, the difference in Battle Intent between having an Immortal Artifact and not having one was simply too great.

Even if the two of them combined, they might not be a match for Zheng Qian, who possessed an Immortal Artifact.

This was the difference.

As the silver needle approached Su Changqing, the smile on Zheng Kun's Face grew wider.

"Boom!"

The silver needle completely entered Su Changqing's mind.

Seeing this, Zheng Kun was so excited he almost jumped up. He burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha, I warned you to get lost a long time ago. This is the consequence of not listening to advice."

Lord Zhang also showed a look of regret upon seeing this.

Given Su Changqing's condition, he probably wouldn't survive.

After all, that silver needle had a terrifying devouring effect on the Divine Soul.

Even a Human Immortal Realm Martial Artist, if ambushed by this needle, would be severely injured if not killed, let alone a mere Emperor Realm Martial Artist.

However.

Su Changqing suddenly smiled faintly, and a silver needle appeared in his hand—it was precisely the Soul Piercing Needle Zheng Kun had just used.

"This thing isn't all that great, is it?"

In an instant, everyone present was dumbfounded.

The smile on Zheng Kun's Face froze.

This... how is this possible?

He's not dead?

How could he not be dead?

However, he wasn't the only one shocked; the Clan Chiefs of the three great Families, and City Lord Lord Zhang, all simultaneously revealed expressions of shock.

"This... this is an Immortal Artifact! He's actually not dead?"

"Impossible! I clearly saw the silver needle enter his mind just now."

"I saw it too! How could he not be dead!"

"Unreasonable, utterly unreasonable!!!"

"........"

Countless people's Faces were filled with questions. Even someone like Lord Zhang, who had seen much of the world, was utterly bewildered at this moment.

"However, since this silver needle is yours, I'll return it to you."

Su Changqing's mouth suddenly curved into a slightly eerie smile.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the silver needle shot out instantly, heading straight for Zheng Kun.

The speed was too fast; there was no time to react.

Zheng Kun's eyes widened as he watched the silver needle draw closer and closer.

Finally...

"Bang!"

With a loud sound, Zheng Kun fell to the ground, his breath gone.

Dead!

Just like that, he died?

One must know that this was the Zheng Family's top Prodigy, the Zheng Family Clan Chief's own son, and he just died like that.

At this moment, a sense of fear arose in everyone's hearts.

This man named Su Changqing was probably going to cause a huge stir; the Zheng Family would definitely not let this go, and even more so, Zheng Qian, as the Clan Chief.

Su Changqing walked smilingly to Zheng Kun's side, then calmly bent down, picked up the silver needle from his body, and said indifferently:

"Why don't you want it? If you don't, then I'll reluctantly accept it."

Saying that, Su Changqing casually put the Soul Piercing Needle into his spatial ring.

Although this thing wasn't much to him, its value was not low; even if he didn't use it, converting it into Immortal Stones would yield a considerable amount.

Therefore, Su Changqing directly took it for himself.

At this moment, Zheng Qian, who was below the stage, had reached his limit of endurance.

He looked at Su Changqing with killing intent.

"Su Changqing!!"

"You, you killed my son and stole my Zheng Family's treasure! You truly seek death!"

With that, his figure surged, and he appeared before Su Changqing, a terrifying Human Immortal Realm pressure falling upon Su Changqing.

A residual wave of power spread to the surrounding Martial Artists.

Those Martial Artists who had not broken through to the Emperor Realm felt a terrifying sensation, even wanting to prostrate themselves on the ground.

This was the pressure of an Immortal Realm powerhouse.

However, Su Changqing remained calm, a smile on his Face.

"What, is Clan Chief Zheng going to attack me?"

Seeing Su Changqing's reckless demeanor, Zheng Qian's Face was filled with rage.

He narrowed his eyes, then clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched out, heading straight for Su Changqing.

But, before the terrifying attack could reach Su Changqing, it was abruptly blocked by Lord Zhang.

Zheng Qian looked up, gazing at Lord Zhang.

"City Lord Zhang, what are you doing!"

Lord Zhang smiled and said:

"Clan Chief Zheng, this is the arena of the Ascension Conference. If you attack him, where do you put this City Lord's Face?"

One must know that Su Changqing's talent was not simple; entering the Immortal Wind Sect was almost a certainty, and as the recommender, he would naturally gain many benefits.

If Zheng Qian killed him, wouldn't he suffer a huge loss?

Furthermore, by standing up for Su Changqing, if the latter were to achieve a high position in the Immortal Wind Sect in the future, it would also be of great benefit to him.

Because this was also a form of investment for him.

Hearing Lord Zhang's words, Zheng Qian was furious.

"He killed my son and stole my Zheng Family's treasure!!"