The tension in the arena crackled as Xian Tian’s words hung in the air, extremely heavy with unspoken and veiled threat.
Go Jo’s grin faltered for just a moment, replaced by the flicker of uncertainty, but he quickly masked it with bravado, tossing his hair back as if brushing off the weight of Xian Tian’s proclamation as if he was in some edit.
"Woah! Woah! Woah!"
"That’s a new sect master of flower sect? Quite young...."
"Holy..."
Meanwhile the crowd buzzed with murmured speculations and opinions, after all, it was a open drama.
Xian Tian took a moment to focus his energy.
Deep down, he knew this was more than just about the tournament or losing the match... this was about pride, a chance to prove that his sect could rise from the ashes of defeat.
It was also not so hard to see that their sect was just invited to be humiliated infornt of others.
"Next up!" came Go Jo’s voice booming across the arena, determined to shift the focus back to the matches.
It was time for flower blooming sect to face more humiliation.
Apparently Go Jo’s hatred was due to his simpness.
The girl he liked was apparently married off by previous previous sect master of Flower blooming sect.
( Cuck sect master )
And that woman was Lady Xing.
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At the scene,
Go Jo reveled in the projected image of dominance over the entire event.
"We have a match between the Black Iron Sect and our own esteemed Morning Sunflower Sect!"
"woooooo! Go forth!"
"black iron sect! Black iron sect"
From the crowd, cheers erupted as spectators eagerly anticipated the next bout.
Xian Tian clenched his fists, feeling the anger still simmering inside.
This man was mocking him and changing the topic like a annoying kid from neighbourhood.
Anyway,
He watched as the Black Iron Sect’s disciple, a mountainous figure with boulder-like muscles, stepped up to face a slender disciple from the Morning Sunflower Sect, her confidence oozing from every pore.
As the match commenced, the Black Iron disciple charged forward, his hands ready to unleash a series of devastating punches, while the Morning Sunflower disciple gracefully danced around his attacks, her movements fluid and almost hypnotic.
The crowd was captivated, gasping and cheering with each blow exchanged.
"Look at her dodge!" one of the spectators exclaimed. "She’s toying with him!"
"Not for long," another countered. "When he lands a hit, it’ll be devastating!"
As the fight raged on, Go Jo leaned back, completely immersed in the moment. Xian Tian, meanwhile, was plagued by thoughts of revenge against the Morning Sunflower Sect.
But just then,
The space cracked and multiple figure appeared...
All of the were donned in black cloak hiding their identity but there was a strong.
"Kneel humans...."
One of them said who was at front.
Looking at them Xian Tian lightly narrowed his eyes...
"W-What is this!?"
"what is going on?"
"They... They are demons...."
"Such a strong aura..."
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Arlot had apparently started an all out war with this realm.
Swoosh!
Xian Tian clenched his fists, channeling his energy.
He could feel the remnants of his barrier still resonating with the energy of the orbs that had exploded, but it wouldn’t hold against another attack.
He needed to act fast.
Well duh!
"Everyone, gather behind me!" he commanded, his voice steady despite the chaos.
"I can create a stronger barrier, but I need your energy!"
The remaining disciples, still shaken, began to rally behind Xian Tian like a scared cat.
They formed a circle, their hands raised as they focused their energy toward him.
With the power of unity and friendship, anything can be done.
But not today.
Bang!
Thak!
The demon with in a fragment of time, appeared in front of Xian Tian and pulled his heart out.
"Ughhhh!!!"
Xian Tian vomited some blood from his mouth and ass.
( Maybe he farted blood, like idk. Just my logic that he may also throw some blood down there and not just up mouth. )
Xian Tian’s vision blurred as the pain surged through him, a searing agony radiating from where the demon’s hand had pierced his chest.
The world around him faded into a muffled cacophony of chaos, the screams of the remaining watchers and the roars of the demons echoing in his ears like distant thunder.
He felt the warmth of his own blood trickling down his body, pooling around his feet, a merciless reminder of his mortality.
Panic surged through him as he struggled to comprehend the situation.
This was not how it was supposed to end.
He had come here to reclaim his sect’s honor, not to die at the hands of a demon.
He refused to die.
Double it and give it to someone else.
Thud!
With a small sound, he got on his knees.
Eyes closed.
His mind went dark, consciousness trapped in a dark sea.
The sea began to vibrate rapidly forming ripples.
Xian Tian’s body began to glow with runes... His ’auto-pilot’ mode was activated.
Woosh!
His body vanished from the sight and appeared behind the demon.
The demon reacted hurriedly.
In a single second they launched million of punches... The attack was so fast, even the after image wasn’t formed.
Light simply gave up and space cracked open.
Xian Tian’s auto-pilot opens his eyes, a mencaing runes in his cold red eyes.
With a blink, he immobilizes the demon with immobilizing rune, that was shining above demon’s head.
A series of runes flicked in the space as Xian Tian began to chant some monkey language.
The runes glowed brightly.
The lights from runes connected slowly in a cinematic style taking a shape of golden Buddha.
It was a magical avatar.
The golden head of Buddha, made from pure energy looked at the demons and blinked once.
In an instant...