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Hearing Murong Xingtian's name, Support Monster let out a harsh laugh and said, "That's right, it's me, Support Monster! My name echoes throughout Divine Wood County. Are you scared, Kids?"
Support Monster boasted shamelessly, but the Qiu Family's Twin Young Masters were taken aback. Although this guy was powerful, his nature was hard to change. Acting so recklessly in front of Murong Xingtian today might ruin everything!
"Damn it, how could I have overlooked this!" Qiu Zixuan cursed inwardly. If Murong Xingtian got angry, not only would Support Monster, this capable aide, be in trouble, but even he and his brother from the Qiu Family might end up with a bad outcome today.
"How dare you! Who is this wild person to act so recklessly in front of Young Master Murong!" The Purple-Clad Guardian shouted loudly and was about to step forward. Murong Xingtian held a distinguished position within their Golden Python Sect; he was a direct disciple of one of the three Guardians. Not only they but even many elders and stewards had to respectfully address him as Young Master Murong, let alone some unknown wild man!
However, Murong Xingtian did not get angry. He simply waved his hand as if to tell the Purple-Clad Guardian not to say more and smiled lightly, "That name is quite interesting."
"Interesting, right?" Support Monster paid no mind to the Purple-Clad Guardian's reprimand. He grinned widely, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and a foul odor emanated from him.
The Qiu Family's Twin Young Masters were closest to him and couldn't help but frown and take two steps back.
As for Murong Xingtian, he was even more alarmed and instantly appeared five zhang away with a whoosh.
Before this, Murong Xingtian had maintained a calm demeanor. Ye Tian had been wondering what could break through his facade, only to find that it was Support Monster's attitude that finally defeated him—what a joke!
"Hahaha, Kids love cleanliness so much; can you handle the smell coming from my mouth?" Support Monster not only felt no shame about his bad breath but was rather proud of it.
Murong Xingtian frowned at him. Even if he tried to maintain his composure at this moment, he couldn't help but feel anger rising within him. The other party was simply an ignorant brute; if he didn't teach him a lesson today, it would be disrespectful to his own skills and the distinguished status of the Golden Python Sect.
"To be honest with you, the smell from my mouth comes from eating human flesh and drinking human blood!" Support Monster said while baring his teeth in a fierce manner.
"Can you say less? You're here mainly to ensure our safety today; stop with the nonsense," Qiu Zixuan quickly stepped forward despite the foul smell, trying to pull Support Monster aside.
But unexpectedly, Support Monster shook him off and laughed loudly, "Qiu Shao, it's not that I'm unwilling to give you face; it's just that ever since I laid eyes on these Kids, I've been craving them! Plus, I've recently reached a critical breakthrough; I really need this type of blood!"
Ignoring the Support Monster shouting "Kids" repeatedly, Murong Xingtian could no longer tolerate it. What did he mean by needing this type of blood? Did this wild man want to kill him and drink his blood for power?
“Purple Robe!” Murong Xingtian shouted sternly.
“Here!” The eight Purple-Clad Guardians bowed in unison.
“I shouldn't have to teach you what to do.” Murong Xingtian flicked his robe and turned away.
“Understood!” The eight Purple Robe responded, then suddenly moved. In an instant, their figures blurred, and they surrounded the Support Monster like a whirlwind.
The Support Monster spat out a thick phlegm and cursed, “Damn it, I was just joking, and you all want to fight? You guys are really dark-hearted!”
Seeing the situation escalate beyond control, the Qiu Family's Twin Young Masters felt their hearts shatter. They had thought bringing in two strong allies would help, but now they were fighting each other. What was going on?
Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows, Ye Tian and the others exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.
“Are we here to watch a show?” Ye Tian asked with a smile.
Duan Liu and Cold Moon were puzzled, but Yun'er understood Ye Tian well; he was mocking the Qiu Family's Twin Young Masters.
“Ye Tian, should we take advantage of the chaos to escape?” Duan Liu asked.
“Escape? This kind of good show is hard to come by. We can't miss it while it's happening,” Ye Tian said, watching intently. At that moment, the Purple-Clad Guardians had already engaged with the Support Monster, while the Qiu Family's Twin Young Masters were flanking Murong Xingtian, chattering incessantly. As for Murong Xingtian, he looked up at the sky, completely ignoring them.
From his demeanor, it seemed he wouldn't stop until he dealt with the Support Monster. In fact, if the Qiu Family Twins continued to persuade him, they might end up in trouble themselves.
“Look at that; the Support Monster is quite extraordinary,” Ye Tian pointed at the roaring Support Monster and laughed.
In the arena, the Support Monster shook its arms violently, and two tornadoes rose from the ground, reaching heights of ten feet and a width of one foot, swirling like two giant dragons as they rushed toward the eight Purple-Clad Guardians.
The Purple-Clad Guardian was not weak either, and their coordination was exquisite. The Steel Blade in their hands was no ordinary weapon; it shimmered with a cold light, and every swing released a sharp blade aura that howled through the air.
"Just some petty skills, let me show you what true Swordsmanship is!" the Support Monster bellowed, pulling out a Steel Blade as if performing a magic trick.
However, his Steel Blade was not a precious sword; it was likely made of ordinary iron and could not compare to the Steel Blade wielded by the Purple-Clad Guardian.
One of the Purple-Clad Guardians sneered at this sight, coldly laughing as he attacked with his sword. As he struck, numerous blade shadows emerged—there were as many as eighty-one, resembling a massive Blade Net that enveloped the Support Monster.
"Damn it, is this what you call Swordsmanship?" the Support Monster cursed loudly. With a forceful twist, he broke the blade off from the hilt of his Steel Blade.
Swish!
He hurled the broken blade like a flash of lightning, piercing through the myriad of blade shadows and aiming straight for the Purple-Clad Guardian.
Seeing the opponent's blade easily tear through his defenses, the Purple-Clad Guardian was horrified and quickly channeled all his Martial Origin Power to block. However, he never expected that although the blade was made of ordinary iron, in the hands of the Support Monster, it became as indestructible as divine metal.
Hiss!
With a sound like tearing fabric, the Purple-Clad Guardian was pierced through the chest on the spot!
"Haha, those who block me shall die!" The Support Monster's strike succeeded, igniting his killing intent. He gripped the hilt tightly again, and suddenly brilliant light burst forth, forming a Martial Origin Power blade in an instant!
He swung his blade in a sweeping motion; the Martial Origin Power blade rapidly expanded, growing with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it extended ten zhang (about 33 meters) away, resembling an enormous heavenly sword!
Whoosh!
The great blade swept across with a roaring wind, accompanied by rolling Martial Origin Power. The remaining seven Purple-Clad Guardians hurriedly dodged, but two were caught in the whirlwind midway. A series of screams echoed as they were torn apart into Blood Mist by the fierce wind.
The Support Monster stepped forward and soared into the air. As he opened his mouth wide, the swirling Blood Mist was drawn into his belly.
He spat out a couple of times as if he had eaten something terrible, cursing, "Damn it, not a single hair, just had to patrol, seeking your grandmother's claw! One taste and it's clear you're a pleasure-seeker, dirtying my mouth! At least those Kids are clean; they probably still have their innocence!"
As he spoke, the Support Monster swung his blades twice, unleashing massive Shockwaves that swept down, instantly turning the three Purple-Clad Guardians into Blood Mist.
"Kids, find a place to wash up; I'll come over later to savor your flesh and blood!" The Support Monster laughed maniacally as he charged toward the remaining two Purple-Clad Guardians.
In the distance, Murong Xingtian's eyes glinted with cold light for the first time; he was furious and ready to kill.
"Bold rogue, today I'll make sure you have no place to be buried!" Murong Xingtian shouted, and in an instant, he vanished right before the eyes of the Qiu Family's Twin Young Masters.
The Qiu Family Twins were stunned; one was a Five-Stage Martial Artist and the other a Seven-Section Warrior. When the opponent struck, they couldn't even see a shadow. Fortunately, he wasn't trying to kill them; otherwise, their heads would have rolled.
In a hidden spot, Ye Tian felt a stir in his heart and thought, "Murong Xingtian's strength is indeed remarkable!"
Duan Liu seemed to notice Ye Tianjing's surprise and chuckled, "My friend is no less talented than you."
"When did he become your friend? He's just a neighbor!" Cold Moon mocked. Duan Liu always liked to boast about others; he used to do it for Ye Tian and now for Murong Xingtian.
"What’s wrong? We have some friendship. If you don't believe me, after we finish fighting, I'll call him over," Duan Liu pouted defiantly.
"Hey, how about we play a game?" Ye Tian suddenly became interested.
"What game?" Duan Liu was also excited.
"Let's bet on who will win." Ye Tian smiled.
"What are we betting on?"
"One thousand Contribution Points!" Ye Tian was ready to make a big gamble.
"I won't play..." Duan Liu immediately backed down.
"Tch, no guts," Ye Tian said disdainfully, then ignored Duan Liu and focused on watching the fight.
Although he appeared calm and relaxed while chatting here, his heart was actually quite restless. The Support Monster had once hidden its presence to deceive him, and now that he thought about it, the opponent must have known that Ye Tian was nearby at the time; everything was just an act. Ye Tian even suspected that he was intentionally being toyed with.
As for Murong Xingtian, Duan Liu had been boasting about this person's talent and strength. Although Ye Tian didn't say anything out loud, he felt a strong urge to compete with him.
Thus, Ye Tian wanted to measure himself against both of them, but it certainly wasn't the right time. So he could only practice in his mind while watching, thinking about how to counter this move and how to deal with that technique.
"Why don't we go stir up some trouble outside?" Yun'er noticed Ye Tian's combative mood.
"I'm not going. It's pointless," Ye Tian shook his head. He was worried about exposing themselves and causing trouble for everyone; after all, this place was unusual, and there were still eight mysterious elders guarding the dense forest.
He had already achieved Martial Unity, but Yun'er and the other two were still a bit behind. He couldn't let his momentary impulse put everyone in danger.
"If you don't make a move today, you might find it hard to encounter Murong Xingtian again in the future," Yun'er said with a smile.
"It's fine, there will be plenty of opportunities," Ye Tian also smiled, feeling a latent ambition echoing within him: Divine Wood County and Cloud Sea Sect ultimately couldn't hold him back; sooner or later, his name would resonate throughout Liezhuo City.
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