“Lou Xingchen has conceded, and the prefecture competition has ended. Lou Qianxue, put away your sword!” The Prefectural Governor spoke in a firm tone, but with an ugly expression.
The prefecture competition had ended, and it meant that other people could make their moves.
“No.” Lou Qianxue shouted. “The prefecture competition may have ended, but the grudge between us hasn’t!”
As she prepared to attack, suddenly—
“Audacious! Get your hands off!”
An old man’s roar shouted at her.
In the next moment,
The hand with which Qianxue was holding her sword trembled. Even the Frost Sword shook too much that Lou Qianxue could not even move it half a centimeter down.
At the same time, a slim dark figure stepped on stage.
Pa!
He slapped Lou Xingchen, and the ice crystals on her melted in front of everyone.
“Elder Hong!” Lou Xingchen’s face sparked in ecstasy. In her encounter with death, she had forgotten about the existence of Elder Hong.
“Lou Qianxue!” After hiding behind Elder Hong, Lou Xingchen knew that her life was no longer in danger. However, the memory of pleading for her life made her feel humiliated and embarrassed. “B*tch, you can’t kill me. The tables have turned. You— Elder Hong, kill her!”
Elder Hong flashed a sinister smile and suddenly jumped in the air. He attacked Lou Qianxue.
The attack of a master from the Mystic Martial realm wasn’t something to be undermined.
“Mystic Frost Imperial!”
“Mystic Frost Spirit Mirror!”
The transparent ice crystals that exuded chilly air surrounded Lou Qianxue like a loyal guard.
Boom!
Elder Hong’s attack hit the glimmering ice crystals.
The entire stage shook, and the audience shrieked.
Crack, crack…
The Mystic Ice Crystals shattered like glass.
Lou Qianxue retreated a few steps. Her face had become pale, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of her mouth. She had been injured.
“Your sword technique is rather impressive.” Elder Hong’s cold eyes revealed a rather strange expression. “My palm has never failed in killing anything below the second level of the Essence Martial Realm. This is a first!”
“Qianxue!”
“Master!”
“Miss!”
The expression of Lou Xiaoxiao, Ye Zhuixun, and Leng Qianhan, who were dumbfounded, turned grave. They all flew on stage.
Lou Xiaoxiao and Ye Zhuixun stood on each side of Lou Qianxue and looked at her in worry.
Leng Qianhan stood in front of the three of them and held his scimitar. His eyes were as sharp as the edge of a sword. That gaze pierced Elder Hong in a domineering and firm manner. “An expert of the Mystic Martial Realm is bullying a junior of the Spiritual realm. Isn’t this way too shameless?”
Lou Potian anxiously looked toward Lou Jingfeng and Jiang Suying. “Back then, Xuanji had made great contributions to the City Lord’s Mansion. All these years, you guys owe Qianxue quite a far bit. I hope that you could convince Xingchen to let Qianxue off.”
Jiang Suying’s eyes became bloodshot-red as she hysterically laughed. “Hahahaha. You old man, why didn’t you tell Lou Qianxue to let Qianyue off when she died? Why didn’t you tell Lou Qianxue to let Xingchen off when she was pointing the sword at her? You didn’t, and so won’t we! I want her dead! Xingchen, tell Elder Hong to kill that b*tch!”
“You!” Lo Potian was infuriated. “Lou Qianyue’s death was called for, and Lou Xingchen had cheated Qianxue’s feelings for so many years. You guys even abolished Xuanji’s cultivation. In this grudge, it’s all of you who are in the wrong. What kind of humiliating situation are you guys putting me in to be pleading for help from you?”
“Old man. Let me tell you. Xingchen is someone that Young Master Zhu likes. I will give you a chance. Now, if you announce that you will throw that b*tch Lou Qianxue out of the City Lord’s Mansion and cut off all ties with her, I will ask Xingchen to request Young Master Zhu to take good care of the City Lord’s Mansion. Otherwise…” Her eyes burned with fury. “Otherwise, in the future, the City Lord’s Mansion can forget about reaping any benefits from Xingchen and Young Master Zhu!”