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Chapter 1438: Chapter 1103: Kid, You’re Playing with Fire

In less than half an hour, the Yuan Country’s border was brutally bloodwashed, with rivers of blood flowing abundantly.

However, the worst casualties were almost entirely among the fearless players who came to watch, while scarcely a few were from the Martial World people.

Many players believed there would be no threat of death even if there was danger, given the distance of a kilometer.

After all, the Purple Robe Scripture King had once demonstrated a terrifying scene of killing at a kilometer distance using Sound Wave Skill.

But beyond kilometers, the damage of the sound waves would sharply diminish.

Currently, many players above the Bursting Energy Realm, except for a few with thin armor like the Tang Sect and Baihua Valley, could mostly withstand the attack.

Unexpectedly, as the Black Wind Village Chief suddenly attacked and fought with the Purple Robe Scripture King, he was forced to showcase even more terrifying strength once again.

The Thirteen Layers of No Scripture and No Dao was unleashed, expanding the range of the sound wave damage more than twofold, slaughtering a large crowd of players who were watching.

On the Jianghu Forum, the death scene of many players in video footage shared high popularity alongside the sceneries of numerous powerful figures battling at the Yuan Country’s border.

The video with the highest popularity was also shot most clearly.

The video initially presented a distant, darkened sky view, vaguely resembling two figures battling within the murky wind and sand Qi Force.

Suddenly, a furious shout of ”Red King” was heard, accompanied by an inaudible sound wave morphing into invisible ripples spreading out, akin to ocean waves clashing fiercely with the wind, suddenly sweeping up in a tumult, scattering sand and stones, spreading in all directions.

In that moment, it was like a terrifying catastrophe had descended...

In the footage, flashes of white light flickered erratically amidst the mountains and brush everywhere.

Each white light represented a player who died tragically, and in just a blink, the white light connected into a streak, resembling the night being illuminated.

Then the screen turned black, indicating that the player filming the video also met an unfortunate end.

This video caused a tremendous reaction on the Jianghu Forum.

Even though players knew that with their current power, dealing with the Mixed Martial Arts World’s Big Boss was like resisting a car with a mantis arm, it wasn’t without dreams of leveraging human sea tactics, at the very least implementing kiting tactics from afar.

However, this video made the players clearly realize that in the face of absolute strength, human sea tactics were entirely futile.

The power displayed by the Purple Robe Scripture King had already transcended low-level Martial Arts, reaching the stage where human strength could create a catastrophe, more disastrous than the Fourth Heavenly Disaster they could create.

”I am trembling with anger! When will we players be able to stand up again!”

”Calm down! At least for now, we can confirm that this person calling himself the Purple Robe Scripture King is now one of the top ones in the Mixed Martial Arts World. We players haven’t even produced a Heavenly Human Realm expert yet, so being crushed by such a top player isn’t embarrassing; you can see that he exerted quite an effort to scream us to death, yelling with all his might.”

”Exactly! Everyone saw that even the Supreme Alliance Hierarch Guan Yutian with several experts almost got wiped out, if not for the arrival of the Black Wind Village Chief, I feel they would’ve been done for, so we’re actually quite similar to Guan Yutian, anyone going up there is dead, we’re all the same.”

”The Purple Robe Scripture King was so strong and arrogant, didn’t he still get beaten and repelled by the Black Wind Village Chief? How arrogant he was before, now he is as miserable, the chief is still the chief, not only did he not die, he seems stronger now?”

”Remove the words ’seems to’ and ’appears’, we just witnessed the Black Wind Village Chief’s clothes didn’t even explode, obviously he hadn’t exerted his full strength! All those clever ones who once said the chief was dead, where are they now?”

”It’s widely known in the Mixed Martial Arts World there are only two types of bosses, one is the Black Wind Village Chief, the other are all the other bosses. You can always count on the Black Wind Village Chief, as great strength creates miracles!”

Players on the Jianghu Forum discussed within posts, sometimes interspersing comforting comments for the Ming Sect players whose Sect Leader had died, while at the Eight Desolates faction and Black Wind Village boards, they congratulated the Black Wind Village Chief for not dying.

The Eight Desolates faction and Black Wind Village players also became active on the forums, collectively viewing their lord’s magnificent display of divine power to vent for the Ming Sect brothers whose leader passed away, simultaneously speaking kindly and networking.

”Ming Sect brothers don’t grieve, your Sect Leader’s death isn’t a big deal, our Black Wind Village happens to have some of Ming Sect’s Martial Arts, our mountain village is organizing a martial arts competition now, come to our mountain village sub-branches everywhere to relax, settle down with the procedures, we’re all family.”

”Indeed, straightforwardly speaking, there are also many Eight Desolates disciples within the Ming Sect. This time, the Sect Leader Yang died, our chief will avenge him sooner or later, you might as well turn official now.”

”If the Ming Sect Leader carried your Sect’s secret technique ’Qiankun Great Shifting’, perhaps it would end up in our chief’s hands, certainly added to our Mountain Village, Ming Sect brothers, what are you waiting for? Swiftly return home!”

”So bad! So excessive! You bunch of Eight Desolate disciples who speak righteousness, you lot of Black Wind Village Mountain bandits with urgency and justice, you’re so detestable! But I like it, I’m an Eight Desolates disciple from the Fiery Fire Flag of Ming Sect, welcome Mountain Village brothers to come raid and take me up the mountain.”

”Raid what for? Before, our Mountain Village was talentless, everyone was downtrodden bandits, that’s why there was a need to raid and take members up the mountain, now our village is full of talents, everyone is elegant, genteel, and composed robbers, at most we rally people, who still raids? Want to be raided? Wait for our traditional customs day Raid Festival.”

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In the shattered forest at the Yuan Country border, the wind continued to blow fiercely, tossing Jiang Dali’s black cloak behind him, suddenly flying high into the air and then sweeping down into a corner on the ground.

He was clad in black strong clothes, his massive and sturdy physique resembling a hardened rocky mountain, occasionally revealed and sometimes hidden amid the cloak’s twisting, always exuding a kind of power - known as the power of deterrence!

Compared to the clamorous and jubilant Jianghu Forum.

This place was one of silence and stillness.

The true Martial World is forever silent and still, representing loneliness and death, because perhaps that is the final resting place at the end of the Martial World path!

The dark forest, after the great battle, was toppled and scattered, trees bending and stones flying, a scene of chaos, with corpses everywhere and overturned earth and soil.

Blood trickled into the soil, slowly coagulating as the wind blew.

At the other end of the dark forest, Jiang Dali found the figures of Guan Yutian and the others.

More than ten people had come, but now only Guan Yutian, Liao Rushen, Yan Cangfeng, and Ren Qianxing remained alive, though they were unconscious, evidently stunned by the final outburst of Primordial Spirit Power from the Purple Robe Scripture King.

Suddenly, Jiang Dali’s thick eyebrows rose, and his gaze shifted to the other side.

Under the moonlit night, to the southeast beyond this patch of forest, was a clearing filled with jagged rocks like swords, sand lying horizontally, and earth standing upright, where a man and a woman emerged from behind a strange rock, supporting each other.

The man had a cold, frosty face, silver hair, and a tall, upright figure that seemed to constantly emit a piercing chill.

The woman wore a black veil, her figure tall and graceful, with a remarkable temperament, the eyes behind the veil bright yet cold, like a tranquil lake under the moonlight.

”Who are you? I’ve never seen you two in Yuan Country.”

Jiang Dali gazed at the pair, secretly amazed at the hidden talents in the Mixed Martial Arts World.

For whether it was sensing their Qi Mechanism or the previous scene of them confronting the Purple Robe Scripture King, it was evident that the woman’s strength was not weaker than Dongfang Bubai, and the man’s strength was almost comparable to a Divine General.

But he had never seen or heard of such powerful figures in Yuan Country before.

”Who we are is not important. We had originally withdrawn from the Martial World and did not interfere in its affairs, but such a dangerous expert intended to harm Yuan Country, we had no choice but to return to the Martial World!”

The Ice Emperor, with a cold expression, feigned a tone of a reclusive hermit, speaking while controlling his Heart Realm to maintain an ice-cold state without revealing any emotional or mental flaws, avoiding being seen through by others.

”Indeed, but unfortunately, this self-proclaimed Scripture King was too strong. If it weren’t for your intervention, we might all have perished here. You are our savior.”

The Divine Mother also fixed her beautiful eyes on Jiang Dali, her voice magnetic and pleasing. She too used the Holy Heart Technique to control her Heart Realm and emotions to prevent Jiang Dali from seeing through their lies.

At the Returning to Truth Realm, the Primordial Spirit can foresee good and bad fortune, and with the advantage of the Spirit Realm, easily see the flaws in others’ spirits and instantly know if someone is lying.

But fortunately, neither of them was ordinary, both had ways to prevent their thoughts from being detected, otherwise, Shakyamuni wouldn’t have sent them near Jiang Dali.

”I see! It seems you both are people of integrity.”

Jiang Dali pondered deeply, staring at the two, and seeing that there was no red glow representing hostility on them, he felt relieved.

The Mixed Martial Arts World is full of strong experts, some retired due to weary of the Martial World’s slaughter, hiding their names, which is quite normal.

Though he had been reborn, in his previous life he had not encountered any experts beyond the Heavenly Human Realm, the ancient information he knew was not as extensive as those of the families, so naturally, he wouldn’t know about every native NPC, not knowing these two is also quite normal.

”Rustle, rustle——”

At this moment, another light footstep came from the other side.

Jiang Dali and the others were simultaneously moved, thinking of the brilliant arrow light they saw earlier, all turning their gaze to the south.

They saw a young man with shaggy hair, tall and thin with a square face, holding a half-zhang large bow of exaggerated design, stepping out from behind the tree shadows, his face pale and bloodless, yet full of righteous aura, a peculiar tattoo resembling bird wings near his right eye, adding a mysterious aura.

”You are...?”

Jiang Dali stared curiously at the square-faced young man, sensing that the opponent’s Qi Mechanism possessed at least the strength of the Heavenly Human 7th Realm, causing a slight astonishment and surprise in his heart.

Could it be that the hidden experts are too many, and this Purple Robe Scripture King bomb drew them all out?

But immediately a piece of information from ancient books flashed in his mind, when he had stumbled upon it along with the One Sword Separates Life secret technique, information about another secret technique, namely—the Sun-shooting Four Symbols Arrow...

”Descendant of the Arrow God, Arrow Concealer!”

The youth’s eyes were as black as two black pearls under the moonlight, suddenly lifting the half-zhang large bow in his hand, abruptly nocking an arrow and aiming at Jiang Dali.

”Hmm?”

Jiang Dali’s thoughts were interrupted, frowning at the youth’s action, feeling a stabbing pain between his eyebrows like a warning of danger due to being targeted, causing him to smirk with a dangerous curve, ”Kid, pointing that tiny toothpick at me, you’re playing with fire!”

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