141: Do you dare say it again?

Ke Qiluo, Martial King felt a chill. He couldn't understand why this young man, who was only at the Spirit Scholar Level, could bring such a sense of oppression to someone of the Martial King Rank like himself.

Seeing Young Master Kun's miserable state, he was truly terrified!

At this moment, however, his pride and madness as a Martial King Rank expert were ignited! Ke Qiluo, Martial King roared, launching a frantic, close-range mental attack at Wei Xuan!

"Death Scythe!"

"Divine Sense Shatter!"

Wei Xuan grunted heavily! A trickle of fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But his eyes became even more manic!

"Kill!!!"

His sword technique resumed, unleashing a flurry of close-range attacks directly onto Ke Qiluo, Martial King!

The maddened Wei Xuan,

threw every single Battle Technique he had straight at Ke Qiluo, Martial King's face.

Blazing Fire Dragon, surging Water Dragon, roaring Lightning Dragon, and sword light illuminating the sky,

interspersed with the Zhurong Palm and the Groin-Striking Kick!

He completely disregarded his Spirit Qi consumption!

He stuffed handfuls of healing pills into his mouth, constantly recovering from the damage inflicted by the mental Battle Techniques.

This fierce offensive completely stunned Ke Qiluo, Martial King!

This! Was this level of firepower really from just one person?

Water Attribute, Fire Attribute, Lightning Attribute!

Hiss~

Where did this freak come from?!

Despite his internal shock, Ke Qiluo, Martial King did not hesitate with his hands!

He continuously bombarded Wei Xuan with massive amounts of mental Battle Techniques while doing his best to block Wei Xuan's attacks.

The battlefield was unprecedentedly fierce!

Both men were wildly beating each other, fighting desperately without any defense. The blood on the ground grew thicker, stemming from both Ke Qiluo, Martial King's wounds and what Wei Xuan had spat out.

Young Master Kun was still clutching his crotch and wailing in pain, while the pair of sisters had already fled.

As the two men's desperate mutual assault continued, Ke Qiluo, Martial King gradually began to falter.

His appearance was unbearable to look at; his already plain face was a bloody mess, his body was riddled with sword holes, charred black from lightning strikes and fire, and blood gushed out from various parts of him like a fountain.

In contrast, although Wei Xuan's face was pale, his body remained straight and tall!

Even with blood flowing from his seven orifices, he maintained an air of absolute determination and madness, ready to fight to the death!

With a large supply of healing pills on hand, Wei Xuan had absolutely nothing to fear!

After all, one could infinitely extend his life, while the other only had one life.

No matter how he fought, he wouldn't lose!

Finally!

Ke Qiluo, Martial King let out a bloodcurdling scream!

His entire body flew backward, resembling a bloody, tattered sack leaking everywhere.

Blood flowed profusely, as if it were worthless.

His entire face was practically minced meat!

At this moment, people from the Rose Treasure Pavilion had surrounded the area, three layers deep inside and three layers deep outside.

Seeing the gruesome scene inside the room, everyone gasped sharply!

Everything was bathed in red!

Some timid people turned sheet white! They vomited right on the spot!

Cold Iron Garment had long been standing at the doorway, watching Wei Xuan's fight without intervening.

He sighed softly in his heart.

The crowd began discussing animatedly.

"Isn't that Young Master Kun? What happened to him?"

"Hiss~ It looks like... his balls... are shattered!"

"What a ruthless attack!"

"This young man looks a bit familiar."

"This! Isn't this Wei Xuan from the Spirit Scholar Level Dragon Tiger Hegemony Tournament!"

"Heavens! Beaten into this state! Wei Xuan is in trouble!"

"Wait a minute! Isn't that a Martial King Rank Martial Artist? Holy crap! He's been beaten into a mosaic!"

"Is Wei Xuan really that fierce? Is he truly just a Spirit Apprentice?"

"What if he is strong? Don't forget, this is the Rose Treasure Pavilion!"

"Just watch! This guy is dead for sure!"

Wei Xuan ignored Young Master Kun and Ke Qiluo, Martial King, walking toward Ni Chang and cutting the spirit binding rope with a single sword stroke!

Only then did a trace of gentleness appear in his eyes.

Reaching out and grasping Ni Chang's hands, which were too horrible to look at, this usually sunny, optimistic, and steady boy felt fear for the first time!

Deep down, he felt intense self-reproach, realizing he had carelessly lost Ni Chang!

This girl, who was usually cool and aloof, always liked watching him from the shadows. On the surface, she looked unapproachable, yet she had always silently stood behind him.

She had already suffered too much since coming into this world, and her willingness to place her sole trust in him meant that he had long ago treated her as family.

Wei Xuan dared not imagine where he would have gone to search if the System hadn't alerted him.

Perhaps, he would never have found her!

At this moment, Ni Chang lowered her head, appearing like a child who had done something wrong, her usual aloofness gone.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Wei Xuan quickly shook his head, frantically pulling out a handful of healing pills and handing them to Ni Chang.

His eyes were still bloodshot!

His hands were covered in blood as he offered them to Ni Chang.

"Eat them quickly..."

For the first time, Ni Chang was so obedient; she picked up a healing pill and swallowed it.

Her injuries healed within seconds,

and her face regained its color.

Then, she hurriedly picked up the butterfly knife from the ground and carefully wiped it, only looking relieved once she had tucked it into her sleeve.

Wei Xuan's heart trembled. He grabbed Ni Chang's hand and walked step by step toward Young Master Kun!

His gaze once again turned utterly chilling!

Young Master Kun scrambled backward in terror, leaving a trail of blood on the floor.

He asked with a ferocious look: "What are you trying to do! Do you know who I am?"

Murderous intent boiled in Wei Xuan's eyes!

"I don't care who you are. You are just a soul destined to die by my sword!"

He raised his wandering dragon sword; the cold light flickered, sending a chill through Young Master Kun's entire body!

Just at this moment!

"What arrogance!"

An aged voice rang out.

Suddenly, an old woman appeared in the room!

Her silver hair was meticulously neat, her facial wrinkles were deep, and her complexion was fair. Despite her advanced age, she was still wearing a light blue dress.

She wore expensive jewelry; whether it was her bracelet, earrings, or necklace, they were all rare treasures in the world.

Although she was impeccably dressed and possessed a noble aura, her eyes made people extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if she harbored monstrous resentment deep within her heart.

The moment Young Master Kun saw the old woman, tears immediately streamed down his face.

He looked as if he had suffered an unimaginable grievance.

"Grandmother! Save me! Save me!!!"

Everyone present gasped in surprise!

"Is this the owner of the Rose Treasure Pavilion, Granny Rose?"

"My goodness! She is a Dragon whose head is seen but not its tail. I didn't expect her to be Young Master Kun's Grandmother!"

"No wonder. Young Master Kun's status in the Rose Treasure Pavilion goes without saying."

The old woman's face was full of tenderness.

"Kun'er, don't be afraid! Grandmother won't let anything happen to you!"

Immediately, her gaze turned toward Wei Xuan, filled with bone-chilling coldness.

"Boy, put down your sword! I, this old woman, can lighten your punishment."

Wei Xuan was completely fearless, staring directly at Granny Rose.

"Your Grandson forcibly abducted my friend in broad daylight. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Young Master Kun gritted his teeth, his face contorted with hatred!

"Don't slander me! I never did that!"

"Grandmother! He's lying! You must uphold justice for Kun'er!"

Every single person present looked at Young Master Kun with disgust.

Everyone there knew exactly what kind of person he was.

Granny Rose looked coldly at Wei Xuan.

"Did you hear that? My Grandson didn't do it! Furthermore, even if he did, it would be that girl's good fortune! Release him!"

Wei Xuan laughed!

However, that smile was exceptionally cold!

Cold enough to make people shiver!

Cold enough to instill fear!

"Old hag! Do you dare say that again?"