Chapter 30 of 100

Chapter 30

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As Cai Xiaoxian saw Bu Li win, she had just smiled broadly when a sudden cry escaped her lips. She covered her mouth with her small hands, her figure becoming somewhat ethereal, as if she were about to transform into a bear and rush onto the Tianci Platform at any moment.

A sudden change occurred, and very few of the remaining clans could react. Even those who saw clearly what had happened on the Tianci Platform were stunned by Yang Cance's determination. The originally noisy voices were suppressed, leaving an eerie silence.

But in Bu Li's eyes, the situation was different. The back, gleaming with the luster of youth, was smooth and flawless, with a strong elasticity and a scorching body temperature, making one indulge in wild fantasies. A lifelike mountain leopard seemed to leap out of Yang Cance's back, as if it were endowed with a spirit. Although its figure was somewhat ethereal, clearly having suffered severe injuries, it still came with an overwhelming ferocity, carrying a scent of blood.

Clearly, this was a final, self-destructive burst, which would likely result in severe damage to the engraving, possibly even a loss of soul power, and the mountain leopard engraving.

At the last moment, Bu Li didn't think twice and suddenly fell backward, like a tree being felled, narrowly avoiding the mountain leopard's pounce.

The mountain leopard pounced, causing a shower of blood and flesh to fly. Without hesitation, Yang Cance used her life force to activate the engraving beast in the final moment of defeat, a desperate move that would destroy both herself and her opponent. Her resolve was more resolute than that of any man.

The incident happened so suddenly that Bu Li didn't even have time to trigger the short crossbow in his hand.

From the moment of the sensual scene to the appearance of the killing intent, it was a fleeting instant. Dahei didn't even have time to stand up. As Cai Xiaoxian's figure became ethereal, a hand pressed down on her shoulder, stabilizing her distorted form. Hu Wu had appeared beside Cai Xiaoxian, preventing her from acting rashly.

As Bu Li fell, the dagger in his right hand narrowly pierced the mountain leopard's body. The entire Tianci Platform trembled, and the sound of crumbling stones filled the air. Two thick, yellow-green tentacles shot out of the rock, one wrapping around Yang Cance and the other around the bloodied mountain leopard that was flying past Bu Li.

The mountain leopard, already at the end of its strength, was entangled by the vines and pierced by the dagger, instantly turning into a cloud of black smoke that dissolved into the vines. The other "tentacle" wrapped around Yang Cance's ankle, preventing her from resisting, and swung her hard onto the Tianci Platform.

Like a stone being slammed onto the rock of the Tianci Platform, a dull thud echoed, and dark blood spurted from all seven orifices of Yang Cance's body. She was covered in blood, her bones broken in many places, and she lay limp on the Tianci Platform. She could no longer stand to fight Bu Li to the death or continue fighting for her clan.

In the blink of an eye, even using the final, mutually destructive move, Yang Cance still suffered a devastating defeat. The countless clan leaders watching from below the Tianci Platform saw Yang Cance's bones shattered by the vines, her back a mess of blood and flesh, the engraving gone, and dark blood flowing. She lay motionless on the Tianci Platform, and they sighed deeply.

Bu Li supported himself with both hands on the ground, did a backflip, and stood up, saying with a bitter smile, "Why go to such lengths?"

Yang Cance, still conscious, turned her head with great effort and looked at Bu Li, whispering so softly it was almost inaudible, "If not successful, then die!"

Bu Li shook his head and looked at the disciple of Henshan Sect.

The disciple of Henshan Sect was stunned; the battle had completely exceeded his understanding. Was this a battle between two engraving powerhouses? How could such a fierce and dangerous battle happen right before his eyes?

Seeing Bu Li look at him, the disciple of Henshan Sect came to his senses and said, "The winner is the Bailin Clan."

Bu Li waved to the black bear and was about to leave the Tianci Platform. Suddenly, he paused, without hesitation, took off his snow wolf fur, and threw it back to cover Yang Cance's naked body.

The black bear, endowed with a spirit, looked at Yang Cance with a mocking expression. Blood had already soaked through the snow wolf fur, flowing in streams. Without someone skilled in soul healing or the best healing medicines from the clan, Yang Cance would surely die. Even if she were saved, this fierce girl would become a cripple, useless to the clan.

Whether it was soul healing or medicines, they were rare treasures for the Xishan Remnant Clans. If Yang Cance didn't die, she would definitely be crippled.

Bu Li was also somewhat helpless as he followed the black bear down the Tianci Platform. The clan leaders around him looked at Bu Li differently. How could the hidden skills of the Dishi Clan, which had been suppressed for so many years, be broken by an unknown young man? Yang Cance was already one of the top ten powerhouses in the original rankings and had the most pure engraving beast and soul technique as her trump card. No one would have objected to her being among the top three in terms of strength.

But this young man, without using his engraving beast, had won with only his archery skills and close combat bravery. If not for Yang Cance's final self-destruction, this young man probably wouldn't have used his engraving beast. What kind of confidence was this?!

The Bailin Clan? What was the Bailin Clan? When it came to this unfamiliar name, a minor clan, almost no one knew about it except for the clans near the Bailin Clan. Seeing Bu Li walk down the Tianci Platform with a bare, unscarred upper body, smooth like a pampered girl from a big city, and not at all like a fierce mountain hunter, the clan leaders were even more puzzled.

The vine on his back was even more confusing. Only powerful wild beasts were engraved, never a vine that could do nothing. How could this be? But all the questions were irrelevant; the bone and muscle injuries on Yang Cance, caused by the vine, were proof enough.

Yang Ye, the leader of the Dishi Clan, seemed to have a layer of ice on his face, with burning anger inside. He glanced at Bu Li and coldly snorted. Several Dishi Clan disciples hurriedly ran up the Tianci Platform and carried the blood-soaked Yang Cance down. Blood dripped all the way, and Yang Cance was clearly on the verge of death.

Looking at Yang Cance, Yang Ye said coldly, "Carry her out and throw her away." His tone was as if he were talking about an object, not a living person.

Bu Li frowned and strode forward. He understood the clan rules, and this was the leader of the Dishi Clan handling his own clan's affairs. Apart from the Henshan Sect, no one had any reason to interfere.

But this man was too cold-blooded, wasn't he? Yang Cance had lost in strength, but her bravery and determination, even her final refusal to give up and self-destruction, showed a fierce pursuit of victory. Was this the end result?

It wasn't a sense of sorrow over the death of a fellow warrior. Bu Li didn't have the time to dwell on such things. He just felt repulsed by the cold-heartedness of Yang Ye, the leader of the Dishi Clan. He glanced at Yang Ye and walked through the crowd, returning to the side of the old man in black and Bai Xu. He held Cai Xiaoxian's hand, which was cold and slippery with sweat.

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