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Ximen Tower did not dare to ascend the Arena. From below, he shouted loudly, "Tian Guangfeng, I have never crossed paths with you. What reason do you have to attack Wuhua Sect without cause?"
Ximen Tower acted this way not only to avoid appearing too weak but mainly to buy time for Gao Weiji and the others.
With such a commotion, Tian Feiyu and the others had gathered around Ximen Tower. Upon arriving, Tian Feiyu immediately noticed that Lu Zaisheng was missing. A quick glance revealed that Xunuo had already made his way up the stairs to the Arena. At this point, calling for him was futile, and Tian Feiyu's eyes turned red with anxiety.
Hearing someone speak from below the Arena, Tian Guangfeng focused his gaze on Ximen Tower and said fiercely, "An Mo Sheng died at your Wuhua Mountain."
Ximen Tower was taken aback by this statement, feeling as if his mind was in disarray. An Mo Sheng was a disciple of Wuhua Sect who had been assassinated on Wuhua Mountain. Even if revenge were to be sought, it should be Wuhua Sect that took action; what did it have to do with Tian Guangfeng?
However, upon hearing this, Tian Feiyu's heart suddenly jolted, and his face turned pale. It turned out that when An Mo Sheng came to Wuhua Sect as a disciple, he had brought his skills with him. At that time, An Mo Sheng wielded the Ghost Head Blade with remarkable skill and possessed profound Inner Strength. In the southwestern part of Great Liang Kingdom, he was quite a well-known wanderer.
An Mo Sheng had originally caught the attention of Divine Blade Hall when he joined Wuhua Sect. However, due to the superior status of Seven Star Sword Hall, they forcibly recruited An Mo Sheng into their ranks. An Mo Sheng did not disappoint; he abandoned the blade for the sword and made rapid progress. Within ten years, he secured a position within the Seven Star Sword Formation.
Today, upon hearing Tian Guangfeng mention An Mo Sheng, Tian Feiyu recalled that An Mo Sheng had initially practiced swordsmanship and began to suspect that there might be some connection between the two.
As it turned out, Tian Feiyu's guess was correct. An Mo Sheng hailed from Nanyue Sect and shared a mentor-student relationship with Tian Guangfeng. His swordsmanship was taught by Tian Guangfeng himself. Later on, when Tian Guangfeng defected from Nanyue Sect, An Mo Sheng faced severe oppression within Nanyue Sect.
At that time, Tuoba Buer held some power within Nanyue Sect and noticed that his disciple was not well-regarded there. He devised a plan for An Mo Sheng to leave Nanyue Sect and infiltrate Wuhua Sect as an insider. Thus, under Tuoba Buer's arrangement, An Mo Sheng began wandering the martial world. After several years of adventures, he gained considerable fame and cleared his name before rejoining Wuhua Sect.
In the initial years, An Mo Sheng followed Tuoba Buer's orders closely and often leaked secrets about Wuhua Sect while engaging in subversive activities. However, as time passed in Wuhua Sect, he gradually developed feelings for it and even regained a sense of belonging; thus he no longer obeyed Tuoba Buer's commands.
Yet once a thief, always a thief. An Mo Sheng knew that his past could be used against him by Tuoba Buer and that ultimately he would meet a tragic end. Therefore, when Tuoba Buer sent word for him to meet outside Broken Heart Cliff, An Mo Sheng had mentally prepared himself. Tuoba Buer could kill him with one strike; in truth, it was also An Mo Sheng's choice to give up resistance in search of relief. Otherwise, given An Mo Sheng's skills—though he might not be able to defeat Tuoba Buer—he could certainly escape without fear of being killed in one blow.
Tuoba Buer's killing of An Mo Sheng was a twofold plan: first, because An Mo Sheng had become counterproductive rather than useful; second, it would provoke Tian Guangfeng into action. With their close relationship, Tian Guangfeng would surely react violently upon learning of An Mo Sheng's death at Wuhua Sect’s hands. Coupled with Tuoba Buer’s deceptive letter framing the situation would undoubtedly incite chaos at Wuhua Mountain.
Seeing events unfold as planned brought a cold smile to Tuoba Buer’s face as he gathered members of Nanyue Sect around him to prepare for their attack.
At this moment on the Arena, seeing Tian Feiyu’s drastic change in expression further convinced Tian Guangfeng that An Mo Sheng had indeed died at the hands of Wuhua Sect. He shouted angrily, "If we do not eradicate Wuhua Sect today, how can we appease An Mo Sheng’s spirit?" With that said, he pointed his blade at Liu Yunfei: "Let it begin with you."
Liu Yunfei dared not wait for him to strike first; knowing that one blow would be beyond his ability to defend against left him no choice but to evade—thus falling into an endless cycle of passivity with no chance to retaliate.
Liu Yunfei's sword flicked as he was about to make a move. Suddenly, he heard someone behind him say, "If you come to Wuhua Mountain to reason with me openly, the Wuhua Sect will naturally give you an explanation."
Turning around, Liu Yunfei saw Lu Zaisheng slowly ascending the steps to the Arena.
Xunuo waved his hand at Liu Yunfei and walked forward. As he walked, he said, "But if you come to Wuhua Mountain to kill, there’s no reason to discuss. Otherwise, wouldn’t that belittle the Wuhua Sect in the eyes of the martial world? Today is the day we establish the Martial Arts Alliance; let’s use your head as a sacrifice."
Liu Yunfei knew that this junior brother had some skills, so he stepped aside but did not descend into the Arena, preparing to provide support from the sidelines.
Tian Guangfeng laughed in anger, "Kid, you have guts; I’ll make sure you die a quick death." He pointed at Liu Yunfei and ordered, "Give him a sword."
Xunuo coldly replied, "The Wuhua Sect also has its knife techniques. Today, I’ll make sure you die by my blade; that way, you won’t have any complaints."
Tian Guangfeng was surprised. "You want to compare knife techniques with me? I can take your life within ten moves."
Xunuo resolutely stated, "No need for ten moves; one will suffice."
The crowd below the Arena erupted in murmurs, but before they could react, they saw a figure flicker on the Arena. In the next moment, a massive blade over ten feet long was already in Xunuo's hands.
Holding the giant blade horizontally gave Xunuo a somewhat comical appearance reminiscent of a dragonfly perched on a jade pillar. However, no one dared to laugh. No one could see how this blade had changed hands. It wasn’t terrifying to lift such a blade; what was frightening was being able to take it from Tian Guangfeng.
Tian Guangfeng's face turned pale as he stared at Xunuo. Even he, the principal party involved, had not seen how his opponent had snatched the blade away.
Xunuo had already developed a murderous intent and would not waste words with him any longer. With a swift motion, he raised the blade; a glint of cold light flashed before a large head soared into the air. Blood gushed from the severed neck, spraying ten feet high and staining the flying sword flag of the Wuhua Sect crimson.
Tian Guangfeng's headless body crashed down onto the Arena.
With a flick of his wrist, Xunuo tossed the giant blade into the air. The blade traced an arc before plunging tip-first into Bear Wind's ground, embedding itself several feet deep.
Xunuo cast a meaningful glance at Bear Wind before jumping down from the Arena and walking back behind Ximen Tower.
Liu Yunfei stood dazed for a moment before calling for his disciples to clean up the Arena. He then descended and returned behind Ximen Tower himself.
Tian Feiyu and the others exchanged complex glances at Xunuo for a moment before each got busy clearing the battlefield, checking on the casualties among their disciples, and arranging for the subsequent matches.
After a short while, Gao Weiji arrived in a rush with Zhang Shoufeng and others. Upon reaching the Arena, they found not only was the Arena spotless, but the entire scene was eerily silent. A few third-generation disciples from Wuhua Sect were quietly cleaning and tidying up. Meanwhile, dozens of people standing below the Arena looked solemnly at the three members of Ximen Tower in the center.
The atmosphere was strange and oppressive to the extreme.
Gao Weiji looked at Ximen Tower in confusion. Ximen Tower gestured for him to remain calm and observe the situation. After some thought, Gao Weiji led his companions to stand behind Ximen Tower's trio, forming a formation resembling the Big Dipper.
At that moment, no one from the various factions regarded the three from Ximen Tower as weak or insignificant anymore.
Just as the Arena was cleared, Tian Feiyu reappeared on stage. He clasped his hands and said, “Earlier, Demon Blade Tian Guangfeng trespassed on Wuhua Mountain. Not only did he harm our Wuhua Sect disciples, but he also disrupted the selection of our leader. Naturally, we cannot allow this rogue to wreak havoc. Now that this villain has been eliminated, we can continue with the leader selection. I invite Bear Wind to come up and resume the competition.”
Hearing this, Bear Wind cursed inwardly. His earlier battle with Liu Yunfei had already put him in a position of certain defeat. Now he saw that Wuhua Sect still had an incredibly formidable Killing God.
Earlier, that young man had thrown his blade at his feet and cast him a meaningful glance, completely crushing Bear Wind's pride. He even believed that if he stepped onto the Arena again, he would not fare any better than Tian Guangfeng and would likely be unable to escape unscathed.
Bear Wind chuckled darkly. He addressed Tian Feiyu, saying, “Although Old Bear has intentions of vying for the leader position to benefit our martial arts community in the Great Liang Kingdom’s Ten Thousand Mountains, upon reflection, I believe Brother Zhao Tingshui is more suited for this role. I ask Brother Zhao to take charge and unify our martial arts community.”
Tian Feiyu had anticipated this and bowed slightly to Zhao Tingshui. He called out loudly, “I invite Leader Zhao to take the stage.”
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