Wang Ming lifted his sword and was about to strike the necks of Guo Gan and Hao Li, who were watching in fear and despair.
"NO, STOP!" Wang Ming halted his sword strike mid-air when he heard someone shout from the crowd.
"Hah... hah..." The sword stopped a few inches away from Guo Gan and Hao Li's throats. Guo Gan and Hao Li, who saw they had narrowly escaped death, fell down on their butts and pissed their pants as they gasped heavily, their bodies soaked in sweat.
'I am saved,' Guo Gan thought as he recognized the voice.
Everyone turned their heads towards the source of the sound and saw a middle-aged man in elder robes staring at Wang Ming.
"Huh, isn't that Elder Guo?" whispered a disciple.
"I was wondering where he was," commented another disciple.
"Is Elder Guo going to interfere?" asked a disciple.
"I mean, his son is about to get killed. If it was me, I would," commented another disciple.
"Hmph, even if he is an elder, no one can interfere in a death match between disciples," snorted a female disciple in disdain.
Everyone waited silently to see Elder Guo's next course of action with bated breath
"Young man, I admit my son has been reckless and arrogant to invoke a deathmatch, but there is no need to go as far as to kill him. I am sure we can come to a compromise. I am even willing to compensate you heavily with resources for your cultivation," Elder Guo said with a polite smile as Wang Ming looked at him with neutral eyes.
"How are you related to this fool? Wait, let me guess, you are his father?" Wang Ming asked with a raised eyebrow. Elder Guo's smile tightened when he heard the word 'fool.'
"Yes, I implore you to spare him," Elder Guo replied with a forced smile.
"Damn, I will take revenge for this humiliation," Guo Gan thought, already planning ways to get back at him.
"But..." Wang Ming muttered, and Guo Gan, who heard this, had an ominous premonition.
"Elder, according to the rules, only one party is allowed to leave alive, right?" Guo Gan's heart dropped to his stomach upon hearing Wang Ming's question.
"Yes, you're correct, Disciple Wang Ming. According to the rules, only one of you can come out alive," the elder overseeing the match replied.
"See, you've heard the rules. You can't expect me to offer my head on a silver platter. For that reason, your son has to die," Wang Ming said with a mocking tone as he looked back at Guo Gan.
"No, please, Father, save me!" Guo Gan shouted at the top of his voice, realizing that Wang Ming would not stop.
Elder Guo heard his son's plea and released his cultivation pressure on Wang Ming, who snorted.
"Elder Guo, restrain yourself. Do not forget the rules," the elder in charge warned Elder Guo with stern eyes as he released his own cultivation pressure to neutralize the effect. However, Elder Guo did not pay attention as his eyes were fixed on the stage.
"Noooooo!" Guo Gan shouted as he saw Wang Ming swing his sword towards him. In the next second, his head flew high.
There was pin-drop silence for a brief a moment until a large amount of killing erupted ,and Elder Guo looked at Wang Ming with bloodshot eyes.
" Die for me" Elder Guo shouted as leaped towards Wang Ming
" Watch out" the elder in charge shouted at Wang Ming but he was a step too late to stop Elder Guo from attacking Wang Ming.
Wang Ming looked at incoming Elder with cold eyes and was about to release his true cultivation and use his sword art but before he could do something he stopped his action when he saw someone nearby.
The next second under everyone's eyes, Elder Guo who was charging towards Wang Ming turned into bloodmist.