Chapter 1985: Leave the rest to me

I give you three breaths to choose, one..................

Zuo Jue coldly smiled and said, while Wu Zhong opposite him already had a solemn face.

He naturally knows Zuo Jue's strength, and even more knows this guy's character; to say his reputation is notorious is not an overstatement.

This is a madman, a lawless madman.

But before Wu Zhong could reply, the moment the word was spoken, Zuo Jue directly chose to strike.

His figure flashed and instantly appeared before Wu Zhong, completely unexpected that Zuo Jue would suddenly strike; Wu Zhong had no preparation at all.

Only a blade flash was seen, and Wu Zhong's arm was cut off, blood spraying like a pillar.

Faced with this sudden scene, the many Cooking King Immortal City disciples below, seeing this, were all filled with righteous indignation.

"Despicable."

"Courting death."

"Is my Cooking King Immortal City also a place for you to act recklessly?"

However, facing the disciples' shouts, Zuo Jue completely ignored them, his smile undiminished as he said.

"Wu Zhong, Senior Brother, you should have heard that I never follow rules."

Facing Zuo Jue's mocking smile, Wu Zhong gritted his teeth and replied coldly.

"And also lack integrity."

"Correct."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Jue not only did not get angry, but even wore an approving look; as he spoke, he attacked Wu Zhong again.

This time, Wu Zhong had some preparation, and soon they were locked in fierce combat with Zuo Jue.

Zuo Jue's strength is indeed above Wu Zhong's, but Wu Zhong desperately held on; even though he was completely suppressed, he still had some strength to fight back.

But just as they were fighting, Zuo Jue suddenly shot out a talisman seal.

The talisman seal was triggered, and instantly flames blazed to the heavens.

The arena match naturally prohibits the use of talisman seals, and Bai Yuan and the others had previously set the rule that any challenger stepping onto the stage must not rely on external power.

Including taking pills, using talisman seals, formation disks, and so on.

But at this moment, Zuo Jue openly broke the rules, directly using a talisman seal in front of everyone present.

Under the flames' engulfing, Wu Zhong suffered further injuries; moreover, just after blocking the talisman seal's attack on him, the next second Zuo Jue seized the opportunity and cut off another leg.

His whole body was already dyed red with blood, he sat collapsed on the ground, but his glare was fiercely fixed on Zuo Jue.

He had little contact with Zuo Jue, but this time he personally experienced the madman's vileness and ruthlessness.

No wonder Zuo Jue's reputation in the Immortal Realm has sunk to such a state.

The many Immortal Realm cultivators below showed no change in expression over this.

Many of them already know what kind of person Zuo Jue is, and moreover, Wu Zhong has no relation to them.

Offending Zuo Jue for his sake is definitely not worth it.

Moreover, Zuo Jue has a trait: he holds grudges, and holds them strongly.

And he is the type who must repay grudges, by any means.

If he can't beat him himself, he'll have his father step in; father and son are of the same ilk.

Precisely because of this, few dare to offend Zuo Jue.

Even after suffering a great loss and humiliation at Zuo Jue's hands, most people still choose to swallow their anger.

There's no need to quarrel with a madman.

As for the dead, there's even less to say—people are dead, what more is there to say?

But compared to those Immortal Realm cultivators, the Cooking King Immortal City disciples were each burning with rage.

Some couldn't help but want to go up on stage to fight; since Zuo Jue doesn't follow the rules, they naturally don't need to either.

"Let's go up together and kill him."

"Yes, beat him to death, avenge Senior Brother Wu."

"Do you think no one in my Cooking King Immortal City can stand up? Brothers, go up together and kill this villain."

A group of indignant Cooking King Immortal City disciples were about to rush onto the arena to slay Zuo Jue.

But regarding this, Zuo Jue not only wasn't afraid, but instead mocked.

"What, how about it, you Cooking King Immortal City are planning to bully the few with the many?"

"You said it was an arena match, but seeing you can't win, you're willing to lose face?"

Upon these words, the many Cooking King Immortal City disciples shouted back in anger.

"Cut the crap, who's really shameless?"

"Exactly, what did you just throw? Now you have rules?"

"Stop wasting words with him, take him down first."

"Kill."

The disciples all scoffed at Zuo Jue's words; how could this guy's skin be so thick?

But the next second, just as the disciples were preparing to attack, Zuo Jue grabbed Wu Zhong's hair and lifted him whole, using him as a shield.

"Don't move; anyone who dares to step onto the arena, I'll kill him."

"You................"

"Zuo Jue, you truly have no shame at all."

Seeing this, the disciples also had to stop their steps, but the anger in their eyes grew even fiercer.

As a youthful Heavenly Pride, how could there be such a shameless person?

But facing the disciples' angry shouts, Zuo Jue laughed, completely unconcerned.

"You guys are so many, of course I'm scared, and besides I'm timid, I can't stand being frightened; once scared, this hand just can't help shaking, just like this."

Speaking, Zuo Jue swung a blade and cut off Wu Zhong's other arm as well.

Seeing this, the many disciples gritted their teeth, yet none dared to act rashly.

No one doubted whether Zuo Jue would dare to kill; this guy basically had nothing he wouldn't do.

Under the furious gaze of the many disciples, Zuo Jue seemed utterly indifferent, while Wu Zhong spoke in an ice-cold voice.

"Zuo Jue, after doing this, do you still want to leave the Cooking King Immortal City?"

"Heh, do you think the Cooking King Immortal City can stop me? Even if it could, what then?"

"You......................"

"Do you know why I am doing this?"

Zuo Jue suddenly spoke; hearing this, Wu Zhong fell silent, but Zuo Jue didn't care and continued speaking to himself.

"Do you still remember the jelly flower that your so-called Ye Zhangqing's Shī xiōng slew on the Ancient Dragon Battlefield?"

"She is my woman."

Zuo Jue whispered into Wu Zhong's ear; upon hearing this, Wu Zhong understood everything.

This Zuo Jue has come for revenge, yet even knowing this, Wu Zhong's reply was.

"I advise you not to seek your own death; if you want to challenge Ye Zhangqing's Shī xiōng, you're still a hundred years too early."

"Oh, is that so? However I've heard that Ye Zhangqing now only has Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivation, while I am a perfected Immortal King Realm; killing him should not be difficult, right?"

"You....................."

This guy has consistently shown an advantage in cultivation rank, forcibly suppressing Ye Zhangqing to win.

In a fight at the same realm, Ye Zhangqing naturally isn't afraid, and Wu Zhong isn't worried either, but without suppressing cultivation, Ye Zhangqing would hardly have a chance to win.

But before Wu Zhong could speak, Zuo Jue immediately continued speaking.

"You say, if I were to kill you in front of all these people, could that force your elder brother Ye Zhangqing's Shī xiōng to show himself? Or will he just hide like a shrinking-headed turtle, not daring to come out?"

With those words, Wu Zhong only felt a killing intent locking onto him firmly.

The killing intent was ice-cold, like being stared at by a venomous snake, yet Wu Zhong felt little fear in his heart, only surging anger and deep resentment.