Strongest Martial God - Chapter 57
Translator: Seventh Peril Editor: Anuvrat
At this moment, the other eight people in the main hall, all had different expressions when they saw the scene before them. What happened was extremely elusive.
Mo Fanlong and Pang Jie, who were the strongest among the people present, had a rather unsightly expression on their faces. They had the strength at the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, but the item ended up in the hands of Ye Zhong, who was only at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering.
Rong Tian and Song Shaochen also frowned, their eyes flickered with unwillingness. They had worked so hard to obtain the Inheritance, but Ye Zhong made only one move and obtained it. Even though they were all disciples of the Xingxiang Sect, they could not help but feel indignant.
As for Lei Ruoxu, Ning Yu, and Su Xuan’s group, their eyes were cold to the extreme. They already had many conflicts with Ye Zhong, and now that they stood helplessly and saw the Inheritance fall into Ye Zhong’s hands, how could this be possible!?
Thus, under everyone’s complicated gaze, greed and killing intent slowly began to spread throughout the main hall.
Apparently, when the Inheritance fell into Ye Zhong’s hands, the killing intent suppressed in their hearts could no longer be contained.
Ye Zhong naturally noticed the greedy gazes from the others. He casually waved his hand and stored the scroll in his Universe Ring. Then, the Kongming Sword appeared in his palm, and a faint sword glow could be seen on its blade.
“*Whoosh—*”
At the same time, Su Yu also flew out and landed beside Ye Zhong. With a wave of her hand, a fiery-red bead appeared before her. It was obvious that this Spirit Vessel wasn’t weak either.
“Ye Zhong, hand over the Inheritance, that item belongs to my Mo Clan!”
The atmosphere in the main hall did not linger for long. Moments later, Mo Fanlong’s voice, laced with a hint of malice, was heard. He then dashed out and launched a powerful attack towards Ye Zhong.
“With just you alone!?”
Ye Zhong looked at the wounded Mo Fanlong who was still brazenly attacking, but there was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes. He had wanted to get rid of Mo Fanlong earlier, but he just couldn’t find the chance to. Ye Zhong would not be polite if this fellow was willing to throw his life away.
“*Whoosh—*”
Kongming Sword turned into a streak of light and instantly shot out. The sword attack was like a dazzling meteor, transcendent and almost untraceable. As it instantly appeared in front of Mo Fanlong, sweeping towards his throat.
Mo Fanlong’s expression suddenly changed. He forcefully stopped his pouncing figure in mid-air, then crazily threw out a palm attack.
“*Boom—*”
An earth-shattering sound was heard in the main hall. After which, everyone saw Mo Fanlong’s body sway, before he immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His body was violently flung away.
In just one move, Mo Fanlong had already been defeated. It was obvious that Mo Fanlong’s injury wasn’t a light one. He has now lost the ability to compete for the Inheritance.
Following Mo Fanlong’s defeat, everyone’s expressions became slightly dumbfounded. Ye Zhong was not weak to begin with, and everyone recognized what grade of the Spirit Vessel in his hand. High-grade Spirit Vessel! With this, Ye Zhong was like a tiger that had grown wings [1]. Even though their eyes were filled with incomparable envy, their hearts were full of fear.
“Ye Zhong, you are indeed capable, but you will not be able to take this Inheritance with you. Even if I can’t stop you, after you leave the Innate Temple, my Mo Clan will chase you to the ends of the world!” Mo Fanlong extended his hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth and said with a trace of unwillingness.
“You should know that such a threat is useless. Moreover, if you were to be killed right now, wouldn’t your Mo Clan know nothing?” Ye Zhong smiled and took a step forward. His movements were extremely fast, and before Mo Fanlong could react, the Kongming Sword in his hand was already pointed at his throat, stunning Mo Fanlong who had a grim expression on his face.
“Ye Zhong, how dare you—”
“You will understand soon enough.”
Ye Zhong gave a faint smile, and just as Mo Fanlong was stunned for a moment, Ye Zhong shook his wrist, and slashed his sword right through Mo Fanlong’s throat. A look of disbelief appeared on Mo Fanlong’s face. He had never expected that Ye Zhong would actually kill him at this point in time. Did he really have no fear at all?
As he tried to cover his throat with his hands, he could feel the life draining from his body rapidly. A gurgling sound could be heard from the depths of Mo Fanlong’s throat. A moment later, he collapsed to the ground, his face full of grievance.
Ye Zhong’s attack was too fast, and within a split-second, he had beheaded Mo Fanlong, who was at the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering. The speed and means of this attack made the other seven people’s expressions change drastically, and when they looked at Ye Zhong, their eyes were filled with shock!
This Ye Zhong, was he resolute and decisive to such an extent!?
“Alright, who else among you has any objections against me getting the Inheritance?” Ye Zhong’s indifferent gaze swept across the place as he spoke.
Song Shaochen, Rong Tian, Su Xuan, and Ning Yu all looked at each other before shrugging their shoulders and retreating to the back. They were not as strong as Mo Fanlong, and now that even Mo Fanlong had been killed cleanly by Ye Zhong, they did not want to interfere in this situation anymore. Even if they were to fight for the Inheritance or not did not matter now.
As they thought of this, the four of them almost simultaneously crushed the Innate Command Tokens in their hands. Their bodies shook slightly, then disappeared from the main hall. It was obvious that they had been transported out.
“What do both of you think?” Ye Zhong’s eyes swept across the two people remained, “I’m afraid you two need to decide quickly whether to leave or stay?”
After staring at Ye Zhong for a moment, Lei Ruoxu looked at Su Yu who was still on guard. A strange light flashed in his eyes, then he laughed out loud, “Let’s call it a day. For the sake of Miss Su Yu, I will forget about it this time. However, it won’t end so easily next time!”
As the cold laughter faded away, Lei Ruoxu casually crushed the Innate Command Token in his hand. His body swayed slightly as he disappeared from the main hall.
Ye Zhong’s eyes fell on Pang Jie, who was the last one standing, as a sinister look appeared on his face. Ye Zhong did not forget what Pang Jie had done to him.
Pang Jie held his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Zhong with a faint smile. His snake-like eyes gave people a kind of eerie feeling.
“Alright, Young Master Ye, just obediently took out the Inheritance and the fruit from the tree before. Otherwise, don’t blame me for starting a slaughter.” Pang Jie, on the other hand, was not affected by Ye Zhong’s imposing aura. He just stared at Ye Zhong for a long while before he smiled and spoke up.
Obviously, even Ye Zhong’s recent approach did not shock him one bit.
Both Ye Zhong and Su Yu frowned when they saw this. The next moment, Ye Zhong let out a long sigh and activated the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords within his body. From beginning to end, this Pang Jie gave Ye Zhong an extremely dangerous feeling.
“You do have a good eye,” Pang Jie looked at Ye Zhong, who was on his guard, and sneered, “But so what? If you don’t know when to advance and when to retreat, you will eventually end up walking a path to calamity. Hand over the items now, I may spare your life if I am in a good mood.”
Ye Zhong’s pupils contracted slightly as he exchanged a glance with Su Yu. Both of them could sense something slightly amiss from Pang Jie’s words.
“Do you really think that I wasn’t prepared when I took action to fight for the Inherited Golden book just now?”
Pang Jie sneered, and then his expression changed. He slowly lifted his right hand, and a jade bracelet on his wrist slowly disintegrated. As the bracelet turned into powder, Ye Zhong and Su Yu’s were bewildered.
He was uninjured!
Pang Jie hadn’t suffered a single injury since his initial ambush on Ye Zhong. All along, he had been acting!
At this moment, this fellow finally stopped pretending! With his strength at the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, it was enough to make Ye Zhong and Su Yu extremely troubled.
Without mentioning anything else, the scheme of concealing his strength and feigning injury proved how difficult this person was to deal with.
“It seems that you are not going to accept my offer?” Looking at the two’s expressions had changed, but they didn’t move an inch. A ghastly look appeared on Pang Jie’s face, “If you’re not prepared to hand it over, then I’ll take it myself!”
As the sound of his voice faded, Pang Jie took a step forward. A dagger that faintly glowed with a black luster appeared in his hand, causing his killing intent to surge to the limit.
Pang Jie had been concealing it this whole time, all for this very moment.
“Die—!”
The black luster on the dagger instantly spread out, transforming into a stream of black beam, like the Netherworld, hanging upside-down. It followed Pang Jie’s wave and instantly flung out. This dagger was at least a mid-grade Spirit Vessel. When combined with Pang Jie’s strength at the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, it was indeed shockingly powerful.
“Let’s attack together!”
Looking at the scene, Su Yu’s expression also changed. She reached out her hand to pat the fiery red bead, and a wall of fire rapidly emerged, protecting both Ye Zhong and herself from the oncoming attack.
“A mantis trying to block a chariot with its arms!” [2]
Pang Jie laughed coldly when he saw their struggle. The daggers in his hands trembled and the Netherworld, which was hanging upside down, swept forward before ruthlessly smashing into the flame barrier.
“*Bang—*”
The violent fluctuations instantly swept out crazily…
TL note(s):
[1] “like a tiger that had grown wings” means “with redoubled power” (a tiger is already fierce; with wings on its back, it would be even more fierce).
[2] “a mantis trying to block a chariot with its arms” means “to overrate oneself and attempt something impossible”.
