Nen Mao Ren

Chapter 300 Those Who Humiliate My Brothers Die, Hua Ru Zhi Shang!

Arena number three.

Maddeju leaned in close to Chu Tian, casting wary glances around as he asked, "Brother Tian… what should we do?"

Truth be told, this was Chu Tian's first time encountering such a situation in reality.

Although his plan had been to intimidate all these people at once, he found himself feeling uncertain at this moment.

However, he absolutely couldn't show any fear. His goal was to win first place in the competition.

For Luoluo, what was killing a few more people?

"You… get off the arena… or die!"

He spat out harsh words.

The seven people felt a jolt.

They all looked at him, thinking bitterly: Brother Tian, you actually dare to say that! There are three to four hundred people here, do you intend to kill them all?

Putting aside the question of whether they could kill them all, the real issue was whether they could withstand a concentrated attack.

You should pick your timing to make such threats.

Besides, this is a competition, and your previous attacks were too brutal.

Aren't you afraid that the sects whose members you eliminated will seek revenge later?

At this moment, the Lin family's three siblings, whose excitement after hearing the news about Elder Huang the alchemist had subsided, now that several of their subordinates had also died, showed nervous expressions as they faced so many people surrounding them.

"It's just a competition, but you are so brutally killing your fellow cultivators. Isn't that against the natural order of things!"

"Aren't you afraid of retaliation after leaving the Luo family?"

Suddenly, someone shouted fiercely.

His words were met with nods from countless people.

They said Chu Tian and his group had been too ruthless and shouldn't have killed anyone.

Some even issued threats.

"Heh!" Chu Tian sneered, tilting his head to look at the speaker.

"It's just a competition? Are you trying to morally blackmail me?"

After saying that, his gaze shifted, becoming incredibly cold.

"Those I've killed were the ones who attacked me!"

"Since you chose to attack me, you should be prepared to be killed."

"You… haven't your hands been stained with blood on this arena?"

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why all this nonsense!"

Chu Tian's words were sharp and to the point, refuting everything they had said.

At the same time, his final statement, "If you want to fight, then fight," carried an aura of unyielding integrity and defiance.

It not only deterred the crowd present but also ignited the fighting spirit of Maddeju and the others.

It was as if as long as they stood behind this man, they wouldn't need to fear anything.

"You…" The group was rendered speechless.

The atmosphere on arena number three became tense.

"What about me?"

"My boss said, either scram or die. I, Maddeju, will be waiting at the Ma family for your revenge!"

Maddeju, usually boisterous, wasn't as simple as he appeared.

With this statement, he directly revealed his family name and drew the animosity towards himself.

It was also a way to tell everyone, I'm from the Ma family, and this is my boss. How dare you try to touch him!

Below the arena, Old Madam Ma, who had been observing, smiled and nodded, approving of Maddeju's actions when she saw him step forward.

Of course, Maddeju was unaware of this.

Qi Shushu and Song Zijing exchanged glances, a fire burning in their chests.

This feeling was something they had never experienced during their upbringing.

At the same time, they both took a step forward.

"Either scram or die. I, Song Zijing, will be waiting at the Song family for your revenge!"

"Either scram or die. I, Qi Shushu, will be waiting at the Qi family for your revenge!"

Maddeju glanced at them and nodded.

Meanwhile, on the high platform, Song Qingshan and Qi Zhengyi wore peculiar expressions.

One was full of relief, the other of regret for not being more forceful.

At this moment, Ma Ruolin, whose Dragon Soul had not yet recovered, stepped forward ahead of Maddeju and the others, standing beside Lin Yu.

She faced the crowd without any trace of fear, her eyes glancing at Chu Tian as if lost in thought.

Following that, Maddeju and the others also joined the formation.

At this moment, the eight of them stood back to back, entrusting their rear to their companions.

Chu Tian, perhaps inspired by his own words, "If you want to fight, then fight," had once again ignited the youthful spirit of these individuals.

Instead, he was moved by the actions of Maddeju and the others.

However, this was not the time to show it.

The people on the arena were initially stunned by the words of Maddeju, Qi Shushu, and Song Zijing.

But this only lasted for a few seconds.

Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out, "Are people from the eight great families still teaming up with others?"

"They must be the lowest of the low within their families, right?"

As she spoke, Qi Shushu and Song Zijing's expressions changed.

Just as they were about to react, the phantom behind Chu Tian shifted, revealing a leopard. His figure then flickered.

In less than a second, he reappeared, holding a woman in his hand.

This woman was provocatively dressed with a stunning figure.

Her skin was as fair as jade, and her face was lightly powdered.

She was as beautiful as Luoluo, reaching the same level.

Her only flaw was her lips, which were too thin.

Even though Chu Tian wasn't a fortune teller, he knew this woman must be capricious and sharp-tongued.

At this moment, with Chu Tian's grip on her throat, she dangled in the air.

As she struggled, her eyes were filled with terror and anger.

"I am Hua Ruzhi, do you dare to kill me?"

Yet, Chu Tian's eyes were filled with killing intent as he faced such a beautiful woman.

He said faintly, "Those who insult my brothers… die!"

He suddenly increased the force in his hand…

"Brother Tian, no…"

Maddeju, Ma Ruolin, Qi Shushu, and Song Zijing all cried out in unison.

But it was too late. This exceptionally beautiful woman's head tilted with a crunch.

Chu Tian had broken her neck.

Everyone fell silent…

Including those in the viewing platforms of the eight great families.

Because of the unusual turn of events on arena number three, many eyes were drawn to this area.

And at this moment, the people from the eight great families were all staring at the patriarch of the Hua family.

Hua Lezhang naturally witnessed the scene of Hua Ruzhi's neck being broken.

He frowned, but showed no significant reaction.

Instead, he turned and scanned the crowd, smiling faintly, "Why are you all looking at me?"

"Uh…" The crowd averted their gazes.

During this competition, the eight great families had suffered casualties.

The first person to be killed was Hua Ruzhi of the Hua family!

Witnessing his own daughter being strangled to death, Hua Lezhang, the old man, remained unmoved?

Chu Tian tossed Hua Ruzhi's corpse to his feet.

His expression was indifferent, and no one knew his thoughts.

Everyone on the stage was silent. This man had killed someone from the Hua family?

And the eyes of Qi Shushu and Song Zijing changed as they looked at Chu Tian.

His words: "Those who insult my brothers… die!"

Echoed in their minds, refusing to leave.

At this moment, Chu Tian turned and said, "Lin Ran, Qi Shushu, form a formation to defend!"

"Brother Ma and Ruolin, be careful!"

"Lin Chi, protect Xiao Yu well."

"Zijing…"

As Chu Tian spoke, he looked at Song Zijing, unsure of his abilities.

Song Zijing naturally understood his meaning.

He formed a hand seal and placed a finger on his own forehead.

"Sword, come…"

Ching…