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Silence reigned, a deathly stillness, but in the ears of the people, the heart-wrenching cries of the Vice President of the Black Cloak Society seemed to echo endlessly. A cold wind swept through, stirring up a pile of fallen leaves on the ground, scattering them in all directions. Several individuals had already helped the Vice President to his feet. Although he looked cheerful, there was something devilish about his smile as he gazed at Wang Chao.
"What should we do, Vice President?" a team member leaned in and whispered.
At that moment, the Vice President trembled slightly, his breath heavy, with blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth. He appeared to have sustained serious internal injuries. He couldn't understand why Wang Chao was so powerful; after all, he was only at the Golden Level! He also realized that after this battle, the myth of the Black Clothes Society's invincibility had been shattered. Soon, everyone in the Safe Zone would know that such a person existed in this world—someone who had offended the Safe Zone and yet lived on.
If he couldn't kill Wang Chao, even if he managed to return to the black market alive, he would surely be killed by the president. It would be better to fight to the death against this person before him! With that thought in mind, the Vice President of the Black Cloak Society gritted his teeth and forced out these words: "If we can't kill this person in front of us, even if we go back, we will inevitably be killed by the president. It’s better to fight to the death; as long as we kill him, dealing with the others from the Safe Zone will be easy!"
The members of the Black Clothes Society nodded in agreement. Then they heard their Vice President shout: "Brothers of the Black Clothes Society, attack!"
The members knew that if they failed their mission, returning would mean death anyway; it was better to risk everything and kill Wang Chao! Upon receiving the order, they drew their curved blades and charged forward together. At that moment, Yuan Min also shouted urgently: "Warriors of Zhonghu Safety Zone, move out!"
Seeing Wang Chao's formidable strength boosted their confidence. The Black Clothes Society had always relied on their power to act recklessly and gained a notorious reputation; they would do anything for profit. Yuan Min had already declared war against them; if they didn’t take action now, they would also face death! In an instant, both sides were locked in fierce combat.
Wang Chao was closest to The Black-Clad Society and charged ahead with a Sleeve Blade in hand. In almost an instant, he unleashed a flurry of sword flowers, inflicting deep and shallow wounds on several members rushing towards him. As he swept past them, their bodies finally succumbed and collapsed onto the ground.
At that moment, the Vice President charged forward again. He knew he was no match for Wang Chao; anyone else who rushed in would only be seeking their own demise.
"Brothers, let's all go together and kill him!" the Vice President shouted. As he spoke, ten men surrounded Wang Chao, each holding their curved blades at their sides as they circled around him. The Vice President looked at Wang Chao and said: "No matter whether you are from the Zhang Family or not, you are doomed today. I don’t believe you can handle several Platinum Level fighters along with some Golden Level ones at once!"
At this point, Wang Chao became serious. As they say, chaotic fists can take down even masters; he simply replied: "Whether I can or not will be known once we try!"
"Go!" shouted the Vice President.
With a single command, the Black-Clad Society surged forward, and Wang Chao moved as well, faster than anyone else. Before the few people in front of him could even swing their curved blades, Wang Chao had already slashed out with his Sleeve Blade, cutting through their bellies and spilling their intestines onto the ground. They died without ever realizing how incredibly fast Wang Chao was.
At that moment, those behind them charged forward. Wang Chao had no time to turn around and could only raise his hands as a shield. Seven curved blades struck against his makeshift defense. In an instant, Wang Chao spun around fiercely, his blade in hand, severing the lower legs of several attackers. Then he leaped into the air, delivering a powerful kick that sent one man flying. Ignoring the writhing figures on the ground in agony from their severed limbs, Wang Chao's target was the Vice President.
Seeing Wang Chao dispatch five men almost instantly, the Vice President had already rushed forward with his own curved blade drawn. The two moved at incredible speeds until they clashed with a resounding "clang." Both weapons were finely crafted, but under the force of their collision, they shattered—half of the curved blade and the Sleeve Blade flew away, leaving both combatants with only remnants in their hands.
Wang Chao reacted swiftly, performing a roll and kicking one of the broken blades as it flew past him. Meanwhile, the Vice President still lunged at him with his remaining half-blade. Just as that half-blade was about to pierce Wang Chao's head upon landing, the piece that Wang Chao had kicked earlier found its mark first, stabbing into the Vice President's neck.
With eyes wide open like copper bells, the Vice President pointed weakly at Wang Chao before his head separated from his body and fell to the ground.
The members of the Black Clothes Society nearby watched in horror as their Vice President met such a gruesome fate at his own weapon's hands—his body and head severed! The remaining members hesitated; they couldn't help but wonder if this man's strength rivaled that of their leader.
Wang Chao looked around to see that every member holding a curved blade was trembling, retreating step by step. In an instant, a clear circle formed around him; he stood alone while others preferred to face three warriors from the Safe Zone rather than challenge him. Wang Chao smiled broadly.
At that moment, Yuan Min's voice rang out: "Wang Chao has decapitated the Vice President of the Black Clothes Society! Brothers, they are now cornered like trapped beasts; let’s finish them off!"
Upon hearing Yuan Min's words, both members of the Black-Clad Society and those from the Safe Zone saw a head rolling on the ground amidst everyone's footsteps. What other head could it be but that of their Vice President? The Black Clothes Society was now leaderless and thrown into chaos as they were hunted down by members of the Safe Zone, leading to many being slain.
As for the remaining members of the Black-Clad Society, seeing that defeat was imminent, they scattered in all directions to escape. This battle was undoubtedly a great victory for Zhonghu Safety Zone.
At this moment, Wang Chao no longer pursued those fleeing from the Black Clothes Society but instead walked leisurely over to Yuan Min and said, "Sorry, your Sleeve Blade got broken. I guess you won this bet."
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