Chapter 699 - Why Haven’t You Killed Yourself Yet?
Chapter 699: Why Haven’t You Killed Yourself Yet?
The voice was neither loud nor soft.
However, every word was heard by everyone.
For a moment, the entire hall fell into dead silence!
The smile on Xiang Heng’s face froze. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ye Chen shaking his head as he spoke.
He could not help but get angry. He looked at Ye Chen while gritting his teeth, “Ye, are you saying that I’m not Duan Hu’s match?”
Seeing that it was Ye Chen who spoke, Tong Shuhui’s pretty face remained cold no matter how kind she was, “Ye Chen, don’t spout nonsense if you don’t know anything!”
The two had yet to fight, and Ye Chen declared that Xiang Heng would lose!
It was a slap to their faces!
It was as if she had been betrayed by her own people. She began to regret bringing Ye Chen over on Luo Shuiyao’s account.
Xiang Nan’s expression turned grim as well, “That’s right. Xiang Heng is a member of my family. I know his strength better than you do. You’re just a secular cultivator. Do you have the right to speak here?”
“Although Xiang Heng offended you with his words, you shouldn’t be so narrow-minded as to belittle him, right?”
Liu Yunfeng’s eyes were filled with coldness.
Ye Chen wanted to explain it to him, but Luo Shuiyao, who was standing aside, tugged the corner of his shirt, “Don’t talk nonsense, Ye Chen. This is a battle between intermediate-level martial venerables.”
She was also shocked by Ye Chen. She was afraid that Ye Chen would continue to say something wrong to anger Xiang Nan and the rest. After all, they did not like Ye Chen.
Liu Qing kept winking at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen could only shake his head lightly when he saw that. He kept quiet.
The moment Duan Hu came out, he sensed with his Divine Consciousness that this person was very strange.
His palm was covered with calluses. He must have practiced external palm techniques. His skin was rough and he must have used coarse salt to wash his face. Moreover, there was something wrong with his aura. It was obvious that he was once an advanced-level martial venerable. He must have used some unknown method to force his cultivation to drop by one level.
Most importantly, the blood aura on his body was too thick. He had probably killed many people before, and not just ten or so.
Compared to him, Xiang Heng was like a flower in a greenhouse.
How could he be Duan Hu’s match?
The reason he had spoken earlier was for Luo Shuiyao’s sake. He had intended to remind Xiang Nan and the rest that it would be easier to replace him, but unexpectedly, no one believed him.
Meanwhile, on the Xiao family’s side, what Ye Chen said was heard.
A strange glint flashed across Xiao Yuanjing’s eyes. He then smiled and said, “Luo Shuiyao, I think this Mr. Ye next to you isn’t unreasonable. You guys can consider replacing him!”
“What are you talking about? No!”
Before Luo Shuiyao could speak, Xiang Heng instantly roared furiously, “If I lose today, I’ll kill myself in front of everyone. A gentleman keeps his word!”
It was a matter of pride!
If he really retreated, he would have no dignity left!
“We’re not replacing anyone!”
Luo Shuiyao similarly rejected Xiao Yuanjing’s suggestion. To Xiang Heng, it was a battle of dignity, but to them, it was also a matter of pride.
The ten great ancient families had more pride than the heavens!
Xiao Yuanjing smiled, “Alright. Since that’s the case, let’s begin then. The duel will only determine who is more powerful and who is weaker. No one is allowed to use poison or use hidden weapons. Anyone who violates the rules will be executed!”
Boom…
“Rumbling Thunder Cloud Palm!”
Xiang Heng let out a loud shout, and the aura from his entire body instantly exploded. Powerful and surging, he took a step forward and charged at Duan Hu. With a palm strike, he tore through the void like lightning.
Sensing the power of that palm, the expressions of many people in the hall changed. Clearly, they did not expect Xiang Heng to use such a powerful martial technique the moment he started.
Even Liu Qing and Tang Jianfeng were shocked.
Tong Shuhui subconsciously looked at Xiang Nan, “I didn’t expect Xiang Heng to have mastered your family’s mysterious-grade martial technique, the Rumbling Thunder Cloud Palm.”
Liu Yunfeng nodded his head in admiration, “I can feel that Xiang Heng’s palm strike is something that even an ordinary advanced-level martial venerable would have to brace themselves against.”
“That’s because Xiang Heng’s comprehension is high.”
Xiang Nan seemed to be smiling arrogantly. He glanced at Ye Chen coldly at the end of his sentence and said as if he was hinting at something, “Someone said that Xiang Heng will lose. I’d like to see his face after this.”
“Duan, go to hell!”
Xiang Heng’s battle intent surged as he pushed all his strength to the limit. In a few strides, he sent a slap towards Duan Hu.
Facing this earth-shattering palm, disdain flashed across Duan Hu’s eyes as he threw a punch out. If one took a closer look, they would discover that his fist was wrapped in a faint flame, causing the air to be completely incinerated.
The punch was extremely fast. It directly broke through the sound barrier and landed on Xiang Heng’s palm like it was unstoppable.
Rumble…
Everyone watched as the fist and palm collided. Space shook as if it was about to explode from the force. Vast pulses of energy swept out in all directions, but they were stopped by the formation.
Blergh…
At the next moment, amidst the shocking storm of energy, a figure was sent flying before crashing into the formation barrier. When he landed on the ground, blood spurted from his mouth.
Who else could it be but Xiang Heng?
At that moment, he was lying on the ground, and one of his right arms dangled limply. One could even see the bones inside.
He spat several mouthfuls of blood. After struggling for a while, he could no longer get up. He looked at Duan Hu in shock, “H-How can you be so powerful?!”
“How is this possible?!”
Xiang Nan, who had initially made a solemn vow, stood up in shock. Disbelief was written all over his face, “Both of them are intermediate-level martial venerables, yet Xiang Heng lost so quickly!”
Tong Shuhui, Liu Yunfeng, and the rest were completely dumbstruck!
One move!
Xiang Heng was defeated in one move!
It was not a duel, but an instant kill!
On the other hand, Luo Shuiyao covered her red lips lightly. She looked at Ye Chen next to her in shock because Ye Chen was right. Xiang Heng was no match for Duan Hu!
“I remember who he is now!”
At that moment, Liu Qing’s expression changed. He seemed to have thought of something as he subconsciously looked at Duan Hu and cried out, “H-He’s the Taihang Bandit, Pei Xuehu. He’s not Duan Hu at all. What he used just now was the signature move of the Taihang Bandit—Nine Palace Heavenly Flame Fist!”
Hearing what he said, Xiang Nan also recognized him and could not help but curse, “Duan Tianlang, you’re shameless. You actually got the Taihang Bandit to impersonate a member of the Duan Family!”
Taihang Bandit Pei Xuehu!
The name was extremely familiar to the people of Shang Santian. It was said that this person had a murderous nature and was known as the No. 1 person below advanced-level martial venerable. There were two advanced-level martial venerables who tried to kill him but he still managed to escape!
It would be strange if Xiang Heng did not lose to such a person.
Duan Tianlang chuckled, “Xiang Nan, Pei Xuehu took the initiative to submit to my Duan Family half a year ago. My family even bestowed him with the Duan surname. Therefore, he can be considered a member of my family, right?”
Duan Hu said indifferently, “I’m a member of the Duan family!”
“You…” Xiang Nan was furious.
Bai Shaoyu, who had been silent all this while, snorted coldly, “This can only be blamed on Xiang Heng’s inferior skills. If you’re willing to bet, then admit defeat. Hand over the netherworld token!”
Luo Shuiyao gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she waved her hand, and a ray of dark light instantly shot towards Duan Tianlang, “This is for you!”
Liu Qing walked over and helped the injured Xiang Heng up. When he passed Ye Chen by, Xiang Heng said viciously, “Ye, I’m not done with you!”
He vented all his hatred on Ye Chen after being defeated.
Ye Chen’s expression turned cold, “Why haven’t you killed yourself yet?”
“You…”
Xiang Heng’s face turned red, and he suddenly spat a mouthful of blood before passing out. It was unknown whether he was pretending or not.
“Let’s go!”
Luo Shuiyao cast a cold glance at Xiao Yuanjing and the rest. She knew that they had set up a trap from the very beginning and were waiting for them to fall.
Now, she had lost her only netherworld token!
There was no need for them to stay any longer!
Just as everyone was about to turn around, a calm voice rang out, “You can leave, but Ye cannot!”
The person who spoke was Duan Tianlang.
Luo Shuiyao was furious when she heard that, “Duan Tianlang, don’t cross the line. Ye Chen is a friend of the Luo and Tang families. If you dare to touch him, let’s see if my brother will settle the score with you!”
“No, you misunderstood!”
Duan Tianlang chuckled lightly and said with a faint smile, “What I mean is, doesn’t Ye also have a netherworld token? You guys still have one more chance, am I right?”