Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 155: The Sword with Master Li

In the silent room filled with screams and horrifying scenes, Master Li and his four companions naturally saw Xin Zhuo at first glance.

They were filled with disbelief, confusion, and resentment, yet they remained seated without moving, as if reluctant or at a critical moment.

Yes, it was a critical moment. All five of them had reached the peak state of the fifth rank, only one step away from entering the Half-step Great Master realm!

Xin Zhuo was momentarily stunned by the horrifying scene before him, unsure of where to start or what to do.

After a long standoff, he finally hesitated no more, brandishing his long spear and charging towards the nearest Shangguan Ting.

These five people must die!

Treating other people's lives as supplements for their cultivation completely extinguished their humanity, which was unacceptable to even the most twisted individuals in the world!

The faces of the five people changed drastically, and Tang Wuwo and Du Sangu almost simultaneously said, "Brother Shangguan, hold him off, we will make it up to you later!"

Shangguan Ting's eyes were about to burst, seemingly filled with reluctance and the hatred of all his hopes being dashed. With a strange cry, he stood up, carrying a terrifying aura, and his spear turned into illusory True Qi images resembling blue dragons.

In an instant, his momentum surpassed the peak of the fifth rank.

The two spears approached rapidly.

Tang Wuwo, Du Sangu, and Huang Jiugai stared fixedly at the two figures. They naturally realized that this intruder had a realm far higher than the fifth rank. If Shangguan Ting won, there would still be hope. If Shangguan Ting lost, someone else would have to step up.

Although Master Li did not speak, he had been observing coldly all along. He certainly recognized Xin Zhuo, feeling puzzled, confused, and shocked, with various emotions entangled in his heart.

It's not because of this kid's realm, but... why are his meridians severed and his martial arts completely wasted, yet he acts as if nothing happened?

Where did it go wrong?

Master and Sister?

That's impossible!

"Bang!"

"Ah—"

Even though Shangguan Ting's realm had reached the peak of the fifth rank and his spear technique approached the realm of transformation, it was still no match for Xin Zhuo's inexplicably strange spear technique. In less than three moves, he was suppressed by the red and white True Qi.

On the third move, the spear heavily struck his forehead.

His aged head instantly turned into a mess, and his body flew out, already dead in mid-air.

"Clang..."

"Bang!"

The long spear and the corpse fell to the ground simultaneously, surrounded by frost and crackling thunder.

Tang Wuwo, Du Sangu, and Huang Jiugai's faces changed again.

Xin Zhuo's realm far exceeded the ordinary fifth rank, and his Qinggong footwork and spear technique were incomprehensible, completely unlike common cultivation techniques. It was as if he possessed something inexplicable.

And that yellow and white True Qi, what exactly was it? Why did it have frost and thunder?

At this moment, even Master Li was inexplicably astonished, more shocked than the other three.

He knew everything about Xin Zhuo's past, from his childhood to his youth, and even witnessed his wildness as a bandit later on. He also saw him being crippled in the Autumn Palace and his meridians being severed. All of it converged into an incomprehensible mist.

In just four months, from being disabled to reaching the fifth rank, where did his talent come from?

Is the Dragon Qi of Misfortune really so terrifying? Can it regenerate severed limbs?

Seeing Shangguan Ting's tragic death, there was no time to think about anything else. Master Li roared, "You three, join forces and intercept and kill him. We still have a chance, otherwise, it will be too late!"

Tang Wuwo, Du Sangu, and Huang Jiugai showed extreme hatred on their faces, but they were also helpless. They all stood up at the same time, carrying their anger and overwhelming momentum, charging straight towards Xin Zhuo.

Seeing the three approaching, Master Li relaxed a bit, waving his hands mysteriously. Clumps of fiery red True Qi pressed towards the center of the formation, and the majestic power from all directions was quickly absorbed.

Then, a faintly visible aura beyond the fifth rank slowly appeared.

Xin Zhuo's expression was serious as he looked at the three charging towards him, his spirit focused like never before. The three were almost at the level of a Half-step Great Master, equivalent to six or seven fifth rank cultivators.

His mental technique reached its peak, his body technique reached its peak, and in a flash, he approached Shangguan Ting, sweeping his spear horizontally. Then, he changed to Du Sangu's side, thrusting his spear, and once again approached Huang Jiugai...

The room was filled with the shadows of spears, fists, swords, and crutches.

The terrifying and chaotic Five Elements True Qi whistled everywhere, accompanied by continuous piercing and ear-splitting sounds.

The entire quiet room buzzed.

"Bang!"

Tang Wuwo flew back.

"Bang!"

Du Sangu was sent flying.

"Bang!"

Huang Jiugai was thrown out.

One against three, firmly in control.

No pressure!

However, these three individuals were incredibly powerful, completely unlike ordinary fifth-rank cultivators. Despite their bodies being battered and covered in blood, they were driven by an intense will to fight for their lives. They fell and stood up again, launching attacks one after another.

"Buzz—"

The aura of cultivation on Lifuzi's body grew stronger and stronger.

Xin Zhuo was also driven by the will to fight for his life. His figure constantly changed in a mysterious manner, and his spear swung without leaving any gaps.

"Bang bang bang..."

Tang Wuwo and Du Sangu had already been thrown out at some point, rolling into a corner. Their bones and flesh were a blur, and there was no movement.

The renowned heroes Tang Wuwo and Du Sangu were killed!

Huang Jiugai, this beggar, was incredibly formidable. He managed to withstand three moves on his own before finally sitting down in despair, covered in blood and panting heavily. He looked at Lifuzi with a desperate gaze and shouted, "Lao Gui, my life is over. I can't understand this kid's cultivation technique at all. His True Qi seems to be the legendary Divine True Qi, which is more than ten times stronger than ours! Why didn't you kill him back then? By leaving the roots untouched, you have brought calamity upon us for ten thousand years. Is this not Brother Aotian's revenge?!"

Lifuzi seemed to be at a critical moment, with a solemn expression and full concentration, ignoring Huang Jiugai's words.

"Whoosh—"

Xin Zhuo's spear had already pierced through the air, bringing with it a large shadow of the spear, directly aiming for Lifuzi's face.

This made him unable to remain calm anymore. He leaped up, revealing a hint of frustration and regret on his face. His obese body trembled rapidly, and he angrily said, "You bastard, you ruined my good deed. I should have killed you when I had the chance!"

As he spoke, he enveloped himself in a wide, fiery red True Qi radiance and swiftly arrived, swinging the long sword in his hand with force.

A ten-zhang True Qi sword shadow had already pierced through the building, even stronger than Tang Wuwo and the others.

This strike made Xin Zhuo feel somewhat dazed.

It was as if it was that day, with snow falling all over the sky, under the gaze of countless people at the academy's disciplinary monument. He felt small, powerless, at the mercy of others, without hope, and entrusted a faint hope and Su Miaojin.

He detested this feeling.

That strike almost severed all his immaturity, fantasies, and inexplicable arrogance and disdain since he came to this world.

At this moment, he returned the favor with a serious spear strike!

Advancing relentlessly, giving it his all!

It was a spear strike of dignity, marking the beginning of a new chapter!

"Boom—"

The spear and the sword clashed!

In the deafening explosion, the Fire True Qi and the Profound Ice Heavenly Thunder True Qi scattered in all directions.

Xin Zhuo had landed on the ground, taking a step back.

Lifuzi, who was infinitely close to the Half-step Great Master realm, fell heavily to the ground. As his fat surged, he retreated seven steps and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His face was already pale as wax.

The outcome was clear!

He was no longer the opponent of the small bandit he could easily crush in the past.

How absurd!

"The Dragon Qi of Misfortune? True Qi that doesn't exist in the world?"

Lifuzi's hair was disheveled as he roared, "Xin Zhuo, you won't live for long. I swear!"

With a flash of his figure, he suddenly pushed open a hidden door beside him.

(End of this chapter)