Chapter 63

It moved! The smile on Chu Zhongze's lips grew even wider. "Filthy soul, accept your fate!"

A burst of bloodlight erupted.

Bu Li watched coldly as two splashes of blood spattered in front of the Dragon Severing Platform.

Wen Ci's thin body was thrown out, while Zhan Xiong Wan Lique stood firm like a solid little mountain, his face covered in blood, holding his left ear in his left hand. This rough man, lacking any handy tools, had actually torn off his own left ear with his bare hands.

Yu Wang rolled on the ground a couple of times, barely managing to support himself. In his right hand was a small dagger, and amidst the bloodstains, he looked more lively. He held his left ear in his hand, and the blood on the dagger was still dripping.

Everyone was stunned, including Zhan Xiong Wan Lique and Yu Wang.

Chu Zhongze's smile froze on his face, his expression wooden, as if he were wearing a mask. After a chorus of gasps from the crowd in the Wufang City training ground, silence fell.

"What the hell are you doing, you son of a bitch!" Zhan Xiong Wan Lique, looking like a hungry bear, glared at Yu Wang and shouted.

"I'm already a cripple. Even if I go to Henshan Sect, it won't work. You haven't suffered any serious injuries, so you should take good care of our clan in the future." Yu Wang's voice remained cold, but his expression softened when he saw Zhan Xiong Wan Lique's incomprehensible actions.

"Shit! Impossible! You've always been stronger than me. Even if the tattooing is ruined, so what?! The tattooing we learned isn't real tattooing. It's a good opportunity for you to go to Henshan Sect and learn real tattooing. When you become a true tattooist, remember to come back and visit our clan, and tell me about the outside world at my grave." Zhan Xiong Wan Lique's voice was hoarse as he shouted. Indeed, he was shouting, his voice strained, and by the end, it was incoherent, even to himself.

"Take it." Wen Ci threw his left ear at Chu Zhongze. His injuries were severe, and it didn't fly far before falling to the ground. "There's nothing to say to you, you muscle-brained idiot. Study well, and think more with your head."

Yu Wang didn't say anything more to Zhan Xiong Wan Lique. The two of them had the same idea because they both knew that even if they committed suicide, the other wouldn't be willing, or even possible, to cut off their left ear, even in death. Thus, this incomprehensible scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Incomprehensible? Yu Wang didn't think so. It was a pity that if the idiot hadn't done this, it would have been better. Looking at Zhan Xiong Wan Lique with a hint of despair, Yu Wang's cold eyes softened. Yes, that idiot! He himself was no different.

What was there to say to that idiot? But this time, the idiot seemed to react quickly. Yu Wang's lips twitched into a smile, wanting to leave Zhan Xiong Wan Lique with what seemed to be his last and only smile. At the same time, he thrust the dagger in his left hand toward his neck.

A smile more grotesque than a cry appeared on his face. Wan Lique was already unable to make a sound, his stone axe swinging, aiming straight for his own head. The two of them committed suicide simultaneously, with the same resolve, the dagger and the stone axe mercilessly targeting their own bodies.

There are many people who fear death, but it's rare to see someone like Zhan Xiong Wan Lique and Wen Ci Yu Wang, who were afraid of dying too slowly.

Even ants fear death, let alone living people. The two of them, acting as if they were one, finished their last words to each other and ruthlessly attacked themselves with their weapons. Wen Ci Yu Wang, thrusting the dagger back at himself, saw Zhan Xiong Wan Lique do the same and couldn't help but smile bitterly. What was the point? It looked like a suicide pact, which seemed strange.

At that moment, Wen Ci Yu Wang suddenly saw a beam of light appear in the nearby forest. It seemed familiar, and his heart stirred. He shouted, "Stop!" Time was urgent, and there was only a moment to say that one word, with no time to explain why.

The two had been friends since childhood, and Zhan Xiong Wan Lique had always obeyed Wen Ci Yu Wang, a habit deeply ingrained. Hearing Yu Wang's voice, he involuntarily twisted his wrist, and the stone axe sliced past his body.

Even after the stone axe missed, Zhan Xiong Wan Lique was still dazed, not knowing what had just happened.

Yu Wang's dagger had touched his neck, and the shock of his shout had caused his wound to reopen, spitting out a mouthful of dark blood.

Without explaining to Zhan Xiong Wan Lique, Yu Wang, who hadn't even noticed the blood on the dagger, stared intently in one direction, as if in a trance.

A sharp whistling sound broke the air, and a black long arrow, like a wild beast, appeared out of nowhere, shooting toward Chu Zhongze.

Chu Zhongze was watching the actions of Zhan Xiong Wan Lique and Wen Ci Yu Wang, with no intention of stopping them. Suddenly hearing Yu Wang's shout, he sneered. It was just as he expected; the cowardly and despicable bloodline, in the end, was nothing.

Yu Wang's perspective was directly to the side of Chu Zhongze, while Chu Zhongze couldn't see what was happening and didn't understand the true meaning of Yu Wang's shout.

By the time Chu Zhongze heard the whistling of the arrow, it was almost upon him. In that instant, it seemed as if Chu Zhongze had no reaction and was directly hit by the arrow.

Bu Li was also stunned. No matter how fast his arrow was, it shouldn't have been so fast that Chu Zhongze had no time to react. The thought flashed through his mind, and he drew his longbow again. For the first arrow, Bu Li hadn't used his finger strength or infused soul power into the arrow, just a simple shot. He felt something was off, as the angle and opportunity were not to his satisfaction. Even in the forest, hunting wild beasts, such a good opportunity was rare.

When something is abnormal, there must be a reason. Seeing Zhan Xiong Wan Lique and Wen Ci Yu Wang about to commit suicide under Chu Zhongze's诱导, Bu Li, though knowing there might be a trick, still acted first.

A chorus of gasps echoed through the Wufang City training ground. Not everyone in the Soul澜 Continent was suitable for cultivation, and those who could cultivate were still a minority. Bu Li's arrow was incredibly precise and fast. The crowd, still immersed in the bravery of Zhan Xiong Wan Lique and Wen Ci, saw what seemed like a meteor in the mirage, piercing through Chu Zhongze without any reaction.

Immediately, a chorus of curses erupted. Although the gambling house had given Chu Zhongze the lowest odds, it also proved his strength. Countless people had bet on Chu Zhongze's victory, and some had even bet their entire fortunes.

Chu Zhongze hit? Dead?!

Incredulity and then anger, this was the mindset of the ordinary gamblers in Wufang City. Various curses echoed loudly in the large training ground, drowning out almost all other sounds.

This situation seemed to last only a moment. The image in the mirage changed, and the hit Chu Zhongze shattered, like a shadow, breaking into countless pieces and floating around. There was no expected blood and flesh flying, and the arrow from the forest, which had hit a soul technique illusion, pierced the ground, leaving no feather, only a tiny hole to prove that an ironwood arrow had entered.

"There!" countless voices shouted almost simultaneously, a mix of surprise and joy. Many people felt as if they had escaped death, and the hope they had placed on Chu Zhongze was not yet lost. Since Chu Zhongze was prepared, the despicable attacker would surely die!

Chu Zhongze's true form appeared, his body shimmering with a dreamlike light, clearly a very rare tattooed beast that could create an illusion. Chu Zhongze had such abundant soul power! Chu Zhongze had such a powerful and unique tattooed beast! The people who had bet on Chu Zhongze cheered, as if he had already won.

"This person is not weak," Zhang Dianqiang commented in the inner chamber of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"He's not as weak as we imagined. The remnants are not as weak as we thought," Sun Guixiang nodded and said.

"Still, that kid is interesting. How did he know it was an illusion? I was just going to watch the show," Zhang Dianqiang said with a smile, a look of regret on his fair face.

"I don't know. I just feel that this kid has a natural sharpness like a wild beast, a pure and transparent nature, which is indeed very good," Sun Guixiang said.

"If he hadn't noticed, he would have been attacked by now. By the time Yu Ze arrives, I wonder if Lu Qingquan of Henshan Sect has any preparations. If there are no preparations, this kid will die in the Divine Remnant Mountains... heh." Zhang Dianqiang put on an indifferent face, not afraid of the consequences.

Sun Guixiang was both amused and exasperated. She and Zhang Dianqiang were fellow disciples, and she understood his character. In the inner chamber, criticizing the kid favored by Elder Zhang Zhilan, he wasn't afraid of the old man getting angry.

"If he dies, he's not the person Mr. Du spoke of. But it's a pity if this kid dies. This year, the remnants have produced some real talents. The two kids just now, though not very skilled, have good character." Sun Guixiang, hearing Zhang Dianqiang's increasingly inappropriate comments, quickly changed the subject.

"Commenting? Heh. After criticizing the remnants for so many years, it still ends up like this. Who would believe it?" Zhang Dianqiang muttered to himself, saying something incomprehensible.

"Senior Sister, do you think this kid can escape?" Zhang Dianqiang, realizing he had said too much, stopped talking.

"From my perspective, what you said is the opposite of what I think. It's not whether this kid can escape, but how long it will take to kill Chu Zhongze." Sun Guixiang watched Chu Zhongze's fleeing figure in the mirage and said.

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