Chapter 54: Wei Kuangdao Attacks

The sea of blood rolled, boundless evil tides surging like a great river. An unimaginable momentum suddenly condensed—the might of an Opening Origin Realm Martial King erupted.

Within the sea of blood, it became the King's land; within the King's land, all were subjects.

Elder Bai's face was horrified. The sea of blood wasn't targeting him, but just from the aftermath, he already felt a life-and-death crisis. He was also a Martial King, and his cultivation wasn't much worse than the other party's. But at this moment, he felt like a toddler learning to walk, while the other party was a full-grown man.

This gap made him terrified, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of panic, his feet involuntarily retreating several steps.

The onlookers were even worse off. The Sacred Martial Hall already had a fierce reputation. Let alone this Wei Kuangdao, just Li Qingshan and Leng Hanchao were enough to suppress the entire scene. Now, the evil aura of this sea of blood permeated the void, bone-chillingly cold. Most people were silent, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and some were even so scared they wet their pants.

Only a few students could barely hold on.

In the center of the blood sea tide, Lu Fan stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed. He looked relaxed, as if he were enjoying it.

"How can you not be affected by my blood evil?"

Wei Kuangdao was stunned. This move of his looked casual, but the momentum was not small. On the surface, he was attacking Lu Fan, a young junior, but in reality, he was trying to intimidate the hidden experts of Tianyuan Academy. He had already used eighty percent of his strength; no one in the Opening Origin Realm should be his match.

This remark also woke Elder Bai. His expression changed, filled with disbelief. He, a Martial King elder, couldn't resist the momentum of the sea of blood, yet Lu Fan, a Tendon Refining Realm kid, was so calm—it was simply incredible.

His expression gradually became strange. Lu Fan's previous bizarre actions echoed in his mind again, and a glimmer of light flashed in his dim eyes.

"Kid, I let the Dean spare you the other day. Today, I'll collect everything with interest! Let's see you little monster probe the bottom of Wei Kuangdao!"

He snorted lowly, his True Qi circulating, slowly returning to normal. His feet retreated a few more steps, his eyes narrowed, in the posture of watching a show.

Elder Bai's actions were seen by Lu Fan, but he remained unmoved, calm, and chuckled at Wei Kuangdao: "The Blood Dragon Technique is originally an overbearing and excellent technique, focusing on one-hit kills and dominating the world. Your sea of blood looks impressive, as if it can suppress all directions, but in reality, it is full of loopholes; it's simply a joke!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head slightly, looking regretful.

"Hmph! Ignorant and arrogant, courting death!" Wei Kuangdao snorted coldly, looking mocking.

Originally, Lu Fan not fearing the sea of blood had made him suspicious. But now it seemed the other party was just an arrogant kid with no real skills, at most protected by some strange treasure. He would take him down now to uphold the Sacred Hall's reputation.

As his thought arose, the sea of blood paused, instantly condensing into a terrifying giant hand. With a sudden grip, boundless force erupted, pressing down on Lu Fan.

"Boom!"

The explosion rang out, and the people around retreated in terror. The spirit that had been suppressed was restored, no longer affected by the sea of blood.

A giant red fist hung in the void, its awe-inspiring pressure shaking the scene.

"Lu Fan!" Xiao Ling'er's pretty face turned white, her eyes filled with terror, her voice carrying a trace of a sob: "Where are you? Come out quickly!"

Everyone around realized that with such a powerful blood-evil fist, Lu Fan, trapped inside, was certainly in grave danger. Some sighs of regret came from the crowd, but more were excited and smug.

Elder Bai's face turned ugly. Lu Fan was a chess piece he had left behind, but he hadn't expected him to be taken down so quickly. Clearly, he had blocked Dean Liu Changsheng's palm strike; how could he be so easily captured now?

Just as suspicion arose, an old laugh came from afar, and Liu Changsheng appeared.

"Haha! Wei Kuangdao of the Blood Sea Pagoda, with your fierce reputation, I didn't expect you couldn't even take down a regular student of my academy; truly a fraud!"

Wei Kuangdao's expression changed, his pupils shrinking. He stared at Liu Changsheng with wariness, but gave a sinister laugh, waving his fat palm: "Hehe! Once the Blood Sea Pagoda comes out, gods and ghosts are hard to stop. Even if you, Liu Changsheng, were in my hands, you wouldn't escape!"

He had already sensed it from a distance; the blood-colored fist's momentum was scorching, and although there was a resistance force inside, it was negligible to him.

A mere Tendon Refining Realm martial master trapped inside, no matter how powerful the strange treasure, would surely die!

However, the young students around didn't think so. Someone said in surprise: "This Lu Fan is amazing, actually able to block such fierce might. It seems the rumors from the other day were true. The Dean attacked him, but it was in vain."

"Wow! So powerful, in this year's year-end competition, who else can be his match? I'm afraid the chief of the third-term students will be none other than him!"

The champion of each term's year-end competition would be bestowed the title of "Chief" by the Dean, with generous treatment. Even after graduation, they could stay in the academy and serve as instructors or elders.

Xiao Ling'er heard this, her expression relaxed, but she was still worried. Her heart was pounding like a deer, her slender hands twisted together, nervous.

"Hmph! With Lord Kuangdao making a move, Lu Fan is dead today!"

Nie Xing snorted coldly, glaring at the crowd, filled with resentment.

Liu Changsheng's face darkened. An academy disciple was actually colluding with people from the Sacred Martial Hall. This Nie Xing had some talent, but he had no judgment; there was no need to cultivate him in the future.

"Haha!" Wei Kuangdao laughed, nodding at Nie Xing, seemingly very satisfied, and said smugly: "Liu Changsheng, this child is not bad; I truly like him. Today, he joins my Sacred Hall, leaping over the dragon gate, transforming into a dragon!"

Nie Xing was overjoyed, bowed to Wei Kuangdao, and said: "Thank you, Lord Kuangdao, Nie Xing will surely do his best to win glory for the Sacred Hall!"

He didn't hesitate in the slightest, immediately pledging his loyalty. The surrounding students were shocked, some excited, some disdainful.

"Hmph! Servile and spineless, my Tianyuan Academy doesn't want such shameless students!"

Liu Changsheng waved his hand, instantly expelling Nie Zhenghong from the academy. But for some reason, he didn't seem very angry, and didn't even have the intention to pursue it.

"Hehe! Liu Changsheng, you have quite some guts. A descendant of the Nie family has become a shameless villain in your mouth. If this matter spreads and the Nie family pursues it, even the Tianyuan main academy might not be able to protect you!"

As soon as Wei Kuangdao finished speaking, everyone realized. They looked at Nie Xing with extra attention. The other party must have a great background. No wonder he could attract people from the Sacred Martial Hall, and even openly betray the academy without the Dean pursuing it.

Nie Xing puffed out his chest, wearing a proud expression, scanning the students with extreme disdain, filled with arrogance.

"The Nie family? Sounds very powerful, but I wonder, compared to your Sacred Martial Hall, which one is more shameless?"

A chuckle rang out from within the blood fist. Then, the blood fist twisted, instantly turning into a vortex, drilling inside. In the blink of an eye, it vanished, revealing Lu Fan's figure.

His clothes fluttered, his spirit high. At such a young age, he was heroically imposing. His unruly hair fluttered in the wind, and he held the Art Refining Crystal Furnace in one hand, calm and composed.

"How is this possible?" Wei Kuangdao's eyes widened. The blood fist had been under his control a moment ago, and the resistance inside was negligible. How could it vanish in the blink of an eye, and this kid come out unscathed?

"Is it this thing? A Fourth-Tier Profound Artifact!" His gaze fixed on the Art Refining Crystal Furnace. A trace of residual blood evil still flickered; it must have been this thing that neutralized his blood fist.

A Fourth-Tier Profound Artifact couldn't possibly have such power; this tripod must have a problem.

Suddenly, greed erupted. Wei Kuangdao, a Peak Opening Origin Realm Rune King, didn't hesitate in the slightest and threw another punch.

"Don't flaunt your wealth! You dare to take out such a treasure in front of me; you are truly seeking your own death!" Wei Kuangdao snorted coldly, lecturing him with disdain.

Another sea of blood rolled out, but Wei Kuangdao didn't stop, shouting: "Blood Evil Pagoda Array, condense for me!"

The blood-armored guards received the order, leaped out, and were about to surround Lu Fan.

Lu Fan remained calm, seemingly having no intention to act. Beside him, Liu Changsheng couldn't sit still and ordered directly: "Elders, attack with me!"

As he gave the order, fluctuations occurred in several inconspicuous corners, and six figures with extraordinary momentum emerged, forming a ring. It seemed deliberate, just enough to form a pincer with the blood-armored guards, clearly intending to confront them head-on.

"Lu Fan, retreat quickly!"

Six elders appeared, and Liu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. His original intention to act paused, and he reminded Lu Fan.

"Oh? Such a good opportunity, and you want me to retreat? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Lu Fan curled his lip, looking like an old man trying to trap him—no way. He swung the crystal furnace and rushed toward the sea of blood.

"This kid is stupid! Truly courting death!" Elder Bai's face was ugly, and he shook his head. He had originally found Lu Fan quite unfathomable, but now he felt disdain.

Thinking: A hairy kid is just a hairy kid, overestimating himself, thinking that with the power of a Profound Artifact, he can look down on everyone. Now he's dead for sure!

Liu Changsheng's face changed, looking regretful. Lu Fan's means were truly not simple, exceptionally outstanding among his peers. Just a moment ago, he had won his admiration.

But once Wei Kuangdao's "Blood Evil Pagoda Array" came out, it was no longer something a mere martial master could resist. No matter how mysterious the tripod was, it couldn't block the might of a Martial King's array.

Nie Zhenghong was ecstatic, saying happily: "Lord Wei, this kid has a grudge against me, but please spare his life; I want to settle with him myself!"

"Hmm! Good! Joining my Sacred Hall requires killing demons; this kid can be your initiation gift!"

Wei Kuangdao clearly valued Nie Xing highly and agreed to his request. He would take down Ye Fei Lu Fan himself and hand him over to Nie Xing to deal with!

"Hey! I originally thought you were birds of a feather, only sharing the trait of being shameless." At this moment, Lu Fan sighed, looking like they were hopeless, and added: "Now it seems your brains are also problematic; you are clearly retarded!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal furnace collided with the sea of blood. With a loud "bang," two completely different forces erupted. One was violent and bloodthirsty, the other hot and fierce. ===== CHAPTER 55 =====