: Chapter Five Hundred Sixty-Seven: Challenge


    Compared to the ttery showered on the victor, most people tended to sympathize with the fallenbatant.


    Since everyone was a martial artist and death coulde unexpectedly any day, mourning the fallen and showing respect for them was an unwritten rule amongst warriors.


    Given this, Tang Luo’s dismissive words about Xiao Ziyu’s death were undeniably infuriating.


    “Tang Tianjiao!” Arbitrator Xiao Qi, whose body was covered in blood, red at Tang Luo and barked, “I called an end to the duel when your Innate Divine Sword shattered Xiao Ziyu’s Monument Dragon Diagram. Why didn’t you cease your assault? Why did you keep thrusting your Innate Divine Sword into your opponent’s body?!”


    Tang Luo feigned surprise, “Really? You called for a halt? I didn’t hear you. As you know, a fighter must focus entirely on the fight. It’s hard to pay attention to outside events.”


    If you’re going to y the part, y it to the hilt. Since he had won so convincingly, the Xiao Family had not had any opportunity to intervene. There was no other choice but to fan the mes of hatred, even if it meant uttering such insincere, deceitful words.


    These words sessfully provoked the Xiao Family’s martial ancestors, who pointed at Tang Luo and scolded:


    “If you didn’t hear Xiao Qi’s call, how could you have known the direction of the Divine Dragon Shadow?!”


    “The Divine Dragon Shadow is formless and elusive! If you were able to urately perceive itsing, how could you not have heard the Arbitrator calling for a stop?”


    “You were ruthless, intentionally trying to kill off the Xiao family’s future. Such a merciless man like you, the first Ancestor Martial from Xiling, doesn’t deserve to be a martial artist.”<div>


    Tang Luo’s words could probably fool ordinary warriors, but everyone watching the battle from above was at the Martial Ancestor level. In just an instant, they found the holes in his argument andunched a brutal public attack.


    Caught out in his lie, Tang Luo was filled with rage. He looked around for who had spoken against him. “Who!? Who is speaking out? Come out! Let me see which ass is provoking the Tang n!”


    Every time he merely hinted at his privileged background, cold snorts of disapproval followed. Such behavior truly disgusted everyone.


    From the Xiao Family’s ranks, a furious warrior revealed himself. He was directly above the Red Cloud Peak, looking down at Tang Luo and coldly said, “I’m the one speaking. Winning a fight, only to viciously attack your defeated opponent—such a despicable act, you’re saying you didn’t do it?”


    Before the veteran could finish, a golden sh of light brutally struck his left shoulder, piercing through and knocking him off the peak. He fell heavily onto the tform of Red Cloud Peak. The force of the attack sent a notoriously fiercebatant flying.


    Following the golden light, Tang Siyuan, the Great Elder of the Tang n, could be seen, bringing back his finger casually. He said indifferently, “Who gave you permission to hover over the Tang n’s array?”


    As the fallen warrior clutched his bleeding shoulder, the gold aura energy beneath his skin wreaked havoc, making even the cirction of his spiritual power sluggish. The injury only made him angrier. When he looked at Tang Siyuan, his gaze was full of rage. “The Tang n’s Great Elder, renowned for his Extreme Sharp Finger Force, turned out to be a sneak who attacks from the shadows. Truly like father, like son. Your whole Tang family is filled with rogues!”


    Force can kill but not convince. Both their actions had indubitably ced the Tang n in opposition to everyone else. Even the martial ancestors who were initially only watching from the sidelines now wore faces of rage.


    Ignoring the open resentment, the Great Elder, Tang Siyuan rose and looked around. He asked simply, “Who disagrees?”


    “I…”


    A Martial Ancestor from one of the great families, his face red with anger, hadn’t even finished speaking when Extreme Sharp Finger Force pierced through his heart. The gap that housed his heart waspletely severed by the golden aura energy. The aplished warrior, dumbstruck by Tang Siyuan’s brazen action in the open, could only point a trembling finger at him and stutter, “You…”


    The golden energy rampaged through his body, and the martial ancestor fell helplessly from the sky like a bird that had been shot.


    After two moves from Tang Siyuan, the atmosphere in the sky changed abruptly. The martial ancestors hastily activated their protective tactics to keep their distance, terrified they might share the same fate as theirrades.


    Tang Siyuan’s Extreme Sharp Finger Force, used against a martial artist without defensive capabilities, was grantly unjust. The people finally understood why the old man from the Mi n would be so evasive when talking about Tang Siyuan’s Extreme Sharp Finger Force.


    A single person had forced tens of martial ancestors to retreat. The domineering aura of the Great Elder of the Tang n was evident.


    Tang Luo, standing on the ground, watched the Great Elder’s disy of overwhelming power. With a burst of heartyughter, he cried out, “Long live the Great Elder!”


    He turned towards the Xiao family on the eastern side and provoked, “Just now, you didn’t seem too scared. Why so quiet now? Speak up and tell me who else refuses to ept?”


    His booming voice filled the air, producing shockwaves with the force of a thunderp. Tang Luo, rampant and wild, pointed at the crowd. Behind him stood twelve gold-shining martial ancestors of the Tang n, formidable as gods.


    It felt as though they were back to the days when the Tang and Mi ns ruled everything. For a moment, everyone held their tongues, and the martial ancestors scattered across the sky could only bow their heads in humiliation, pretending they hadn’t heard.<div>


    Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, the Great Elder, Tang Siyuan, nodded in satisfaction. “That’s better. Xiao Ziyu was too weak yet he dared to challenge someone, resulting in his own demise. Although losing such a pir of support is regrettable for the Xiao Family, these are the duties of a martial artist. Given the Xiao Family’s grief, I won’t press on regarding your disrespectfulments about the Tang n. But should there be a next time…”


    As the first elder of the Tang n, Tang Siyuan had dedicated his life to upholding the glory of the n. To those who dared to challenge the Tang n, there was only one answer. Kill!


    Although the current situation was totally unexpected, since he was in charge of this mission, his duty was to ensure the safety of Tang Luo and the dignity of the Tang n.


    Even if he considered Tang Luo’s actions foolish, it was a matter to be dealt with inside the n, behind closed doors, without interference.<div>


    “As Xiao Ziyu is dead, the winner of this battle is Tang Luo of my Tang n. Arbitrator, you may announce it.” The Great Elder, Tang Siyuan, looked down at Xiao Qi, who was half-soaked in blood, and spoke calmly.


    All he wanted was to quickly conclude the duel, return to the n, and interrogate Tang Luo on why he had taken such a lethal action. Was it truly because of what others imed about the threat of the Holy me Bloodline in the future?


    It was the same case with Mi Chu and Xiao Ziyu. Tang Siyuan had a vague sense of worry. If the future of the Tang n was in the hands of someone with such a twisted nature, he wasn’t sure if that would be a blessing or a curse for the n.


    Xiao Qi, filled with rage, rose level with Tang Siyuan, staring him in the eyes, and announced with dramatic pauses, “I dere, the winner of this duel is, Tang Luo!”


    “However! I, Xiao Qi, challenge the Great Elder of the Tang n, Tang Siyuan, here and now!” Xiao Qi’s eyes were filled with madness: “Right here, right now!”