Chapter 68

As Long Bo and the others saw Qin Wentian's speed, their expressions turned serious. Then, Long Bo said to a tall, slender youth dressed in green beside him, "You take the lead."

The youth nodded and released one of his star souls, which turned out to be an ancient tree star soul with many long vines. At the same time, his hands were wrapped in star power, forming long vines. This star soul was clearly a control-type star soul, suitable for dealing with fast martial artists.

"Both of you, go and kill that fat guy," Long Bo instructed two others. Qin Wentian's status at the Imperial Star Academy was extraordinary, and to kill him, they had to eliminate Fan Le as well, leaving no traces of trouble behind.

The two nodded and headed toward Fan Le, who, upon seeing this, immediately turned and fled. His cultivation was at the Second Stage of the Wheel Pulse Realm, and the people coming to deal with him were stronger, so he naturally wouldn't engage in close combat.

Long Bo and the other three subtly surrounded Qin Wentian, their killing intent no longer concealed.

"Killing a talented new student is nothing, even though he was at the Fourth Stage of the Wheel Pulse Realm, Murong Feng was too inexperienced," Long Bo said coldly, his giant axe star soul exuding a terrifying sharpness.

"Move," Long Bo said, and immediately the ancient tree star soul user's palm trembled, sending vines toward Qin Wentian. Long Bo took a large step forward, a blade of axe light slashing down, aiming to split Qin Wentian in two.

Qin Wentian's feet moved rapidly, his entire body turning into a blur, evading the axe light and the vines, and his body drifted to one side.

"Swish!" A sword light slashed toward him, the sword-wielding youth moved like the wind, and the fourth person also attacked, a punch sending a roar of demonic bulls toward Qin Wentian, charging at him fiercely.

In a brief moment, Qin Wentian faced a coordinated attack. He pushed the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Movement to its limit, skillfully evading three attacks, his movements so graceful that it was astonishing. However, the charging demonic bulls were extremely fierce and covered a wide area, so he had to release a palm filled with explosive power, the Vajra Seal, to crush the shadow of the demonic bulls.

This palm delayed him for a moment, enough for the divine axe and the divine sword to approach. A sense of terrible danger came over him, and at this moment, Qin Wentian was extremely calm, as if he could hear every sound of the wind.

Just as the divine axe was about to split his head, his body retreated like a ghost, the axe passing by his side. However, the sword in the wind continuously stabbed, cutting his skin, and blood splattered. The strength of the four-person coordinated attack was far beyond what Murong Feng could handle in a one-on-one fight, and it was extremely dangerous.

"Thud." A light sound, the sword pierced Qin Wentian's body. However, almost at the same moment, a white light flashed in Qin Wentian's palm, and the sword-wielding youth's throat was pierced by a dagger. He immediately dropped his sword, hands covering his throat, but it was too late to save his life.

Qin Wentian had no time to watch his death, his body directly rushing out from the gap. His eyes were cold, and the dagger he had hidden on his body was a decisive and lethal move.

He ran forward at a rapid speed, and Long Bo and the others seemed to forget to chase him, watching their companion's hands, stained with blood, fall to the ground in front of them. This was the second person to die at Qin Wentian's hands.

At the beginning of the battle, Qin Wentian had unexpectedly killed one person, and this time, it was another decisive strike.

The remaining three people stared at Qin Wentian, their eyes cold and snake-like.

On Qin Wentian's chest, blood stained his clothes. The sword had clearly injured him, and if not for his decisive strike, his injuries would have been even worse.

"Brilliant."

At this moment, a strange voice came, and Qin Wentian and Long Bo's expressions turned serious, looking toward the hillside. They saw Fan Le running back, his breathing uneven, blood at the corner of his mouth, his arm's sleeve torn, revealing a hidden crossbow, clearly exposed, but still injured.

"We've been betrayed," Fan Le said, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then several more people appeared on the hillside, the two who had been chasing Fan Le, and two others.

One of them was thin, with a long face and cold eyes, giving off a sinister feeling. A cold smile played on his lips, and the word "brilliant" had come from him.

Beside him stood another person, making Qin Wentian's pupils constrict.

"Zhao Yi," Qin Wentian said coldly. Zhao Yi looked at him, somewhat displeased, and said, "Don't blame me, you were the one who acted first."

"If you had stayed, you would probably be dead by now," Qin Wentian said calmly. "I just wanted you to leave first. If we could get the Blood Flame Fruit, you wouldn't be left out. I didn't expect..."

"Say whatever you want now," Zhao Yi said coldly.

"What's the point of talking to such a person? We brought him along to train in the Dark Forest, sharing half the demon cores, and now look what happened," Fan Le said coldly. Qin Wentian shook his head, not bothering to say more; there was no need to explain to such a person.

"Ha ha," the person beside Zhao Yi laughed coldly and said, "Long Bo, Lord Luo is nearby. I've already sent someone to inform him. You decide what to do."

"Luo Qianqiu," Long Bo's expression turned serious, casting a cold glance at Zhao Yi. This bastard had even brought Luo Qianqiu's lackey, Feng Lin.

Since Luo Qianqiu knew about the Blood Flame Fruit, everything was already decided. He could only try to gain some advantage for himself.

"Feng Lin, I'm willing to offer the Blood Flame Fruit to Lord Luo, but my brothers have died. Can you leave one for the living?" Long Bo said to Feng Lin.

"Only a few Blood Flame Fruits, are you asking Lord Luo to leave them all for you?" Feng Lin pointed to the distant fruit tree, and Long Bo's gaze followed, his legs trembling as if he had seen something unbelievable, his face turning extremely pale.

"Feng Lin, there are still people," Long Bo said, his expression grim. On the Blood Flame Fruit tree, only a few fruits remained, clearly stolen.

But how could this be? Even though they were fighting, how could someone steal the fruits without them noticing? How light must their movements have been?

"I don't care if there are still people. Do you still want to keep these Blood Flame Fruits?" Feng Lin said aggressively.

Long Bo's face turned grim, cursing inwardly. If Feng Lin weren't Luo Qianqiu's lackey, he wouldn't care about this bastard, but now, his life was more important. He had indeed heard that Luo Qianqiu was also training in the Dark Forest.

Luo Qianqiu was someone he dared not provoke.

"I'm willing to offer them all to Lord Luo," Long Bo said, making Feng Lin smile in satisfaction.

Qin Wentian and Fan Le stood to one side, watching. When they heard Long Bo say he would offer the Blood Flame Fruits, their expressions turned somewhat strange.

"Seems like I should be consulted," Qin Wentian said calmly.

Immediately, Long Bo and Feng Lin's gazes turned to Qin Wentian. Long Bo cursed inwardly, thinking this guy was asking for death, while Feng Lin's face showed a smile.

"Is he also a student at the Imperial Star Academy?" Feng Lin had been following Luo Qianqiu in the Dark Forest for half a year and hadn't returned.

"First-year student, Qin Wentian," Long Bo said to Feng Lin.

"I see," Feng Lin rubbed his chin, looking at Qin Wentian. "Since you're a new student, you should learn to respect your seniors. Will you give up the Blood Flame Fruits?"

"Fine, I'll give them to you," Qin Wentian shrugged, then glanced at Fan Le. The two turned and left, leaving Long Bo stunned. When did this guy become so easy to talk to?

However, at this moment, a white snow dog slowly climbed to the base of the Blood Flame Fruit tree, leaped onto the ancient tree, and extended its furry paw to pluck a Blood Flame Fruit. After doing so, it looked at Long Bo, blinking its eyes, seemingly annoyed at being discovered.

"It was this beast," Long Bo's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"That's Qin Wentian's pet," Zhao Yi said, his expression turning serious.

"Little brat, eat the rest yourself," Qin Wentian's voice came from a distance. The little brat heard and immediately threw the Blood Flame Fruit in its paw into its mouth, then its body suddenly grew larger, charging toward the other Blood Flame Fruits, and in an instant, the fruits were all in its mouth.

"Stop him!"

Feng Lin's expression suddenly became very vivid, rushing toward the fruit tree. However, by the time they arrived, the Blood Flame Fruits on the tree were all gone. The little brat turned into a blur and rushed down the hill, and when Feng Lin and Long Bo caught up, they saw the little brat with a bag in its mouth.

The bag, of course, contained the other Blood Flame Fruits.

"Beast!"

"Bastard!"

Feng Lin and Long Bo shouted in anger, chasing after the little brat, but the little brat's speed was incredibly fast, turning into a white blur and rushing into the forest.

In the distance, Qin Wentian and the fat guy smiled brightly.

That little guy must have had its fill just now!