Chapter 84: Killed in a Single Stroke
Last time, Dongfang Li’s scheme failed.
Not only did he lose the Soul Nurturing Jade, he was humiliated in public and made to suffer utter disgrace.
He vowed that Jun Wushuang would pay a price a hundred times greater.
At last, the chance he had been waiting for arrived.
“Brother Dongfang is here for revenge!”
The moment Dongfang Li stepped onto the stage, the crowd erupted at once.
Dongfang Li was not only the heir of the Dongfang family, but also one of the four great prodigies.
And he was a sixth-level Heaven-man Realm expert as well.
Last time, after Dongfang Li was mentally controlled, he had knelt in surrender and slapped himself in the face.
His humiliation had been witnessed by the entire Imperial Martial Arts Academy.
Now that he had returned in force, he would surely exact a bloody revenge.
This time, they had to kill that country bumpkin no matter what.
“From childhood until now, no one has ever forced me to kneel, and no one has ever made me slap myself in the face.”
“You are nothing but a humble ant, a pitiful bumpkin, yet you dared insult me.”
“For these past two months, I have not slept nor eaten in peace. Every time I think of that humiliation, I am tormented beyond endurance. I have endured for two months, and for two months my hatred for you has only grown.”
“Today, I will personally send you to the King of Hell!”
Dongfang Li ground his teeth, his cold eyes fixed on Jun Wushuang.
A chilling aura of resentment rose from him, so terrifying that everyone nearby could not help but shudder.
It was like a serpent from the underworld had crawled out of hell, bringing endless suffering and death with it.
“Enough nonsense. Too much barking!”
Jun Wushuang sneered and charged straight at Dongfang Li.
“Country bumpkin, last time I was careless and let you slip away by luck. Today, I will never give you another chance to struggle.”
Whoosh!
Dongfang Li reached out and seized a small black banner, no larger than a palm.
A lower-grade dao artifact!
The black banner was urged to life at once, and torrents of black poison gas gushed forth, blotting out the sky and sun until it became a mass of black poisonous mist.
Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, that black mist writhed rapidly and took the form of a black venomous serpent over a hundred meters long.
It was solid as if real, lifelike to the extreme, like an actual monstrous poisonous snake.
“Low-grade earth-tier martial skill: Eight Trigram Seal!”
Dongfang Li’s spiritual energy roared violently, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of two hundred meters.
That energy took the form of a gigantic Eight Trigram formation diagram, trapping Jun Wushuang within it.
The surrounding spiritual energy grew thick and viscous, making Jun Wushuang feel as though he had sunk into a swamp. On top of that, a strange sealing force tried to bind his limbs and render him immobile.
“Spiritual martial skill: Ten Thousand Serpents Devouring the Heart!”
“Innate divine ability: Spiritual Venom!”
A cold light burst from Dongfang Li’s eyes as boundless spiritual power, vast as the sea, was unleashed without reservation.
Instantly, that spiritual force condensed and transformed into two thousand multicolored venomous serpents, far stronger than before.
Each multicolored serpent carried spiritual venom. So long as even one struck home, Jun Wushuang’s strength would be greatly weakened.
“This time, let’s see how you keep acting arrogant!”
Dongfang Li gave a ferocious grin, his eyes filled with delight.
The black mist serpent formed from a lower-grade dao artifact.
The sealing art of an earth-tier martial skill.
And on top of that, spiritual martial skill and innate divine ability.
Dongfang Li had already gone all out, leaving nothing in reserve.
He refused to believe that this still would not kill Jun Wushuang.
After all, in terms of cultivation, he was a full major realm above Jun Wushuang.
With such a vast gap in strength, how could he possibly lose?
“Bad news, Young Master is in danger!”
Lin Mengyao’s expression changed drastically as she felt the terror of Dongfang Li’s methods.
Mo Xingyun’s gaze sharpened, the haze of drunkenness fading as he stared fixedly at Jun Wushuang.
He did not want to see Jun Wushuang defeated and killed.
If Jun Wushuang truly was in mortal peril, then even if it meant breaking the rules, he would intervene to save him.
“Sir Jun, please, nothing must happen to you!”
Liu Yiyi’s pretty face went pale, her slender hands clenched tightly, filled with worry.
Dongfang Li was too powerful.
And he had prepared a lower-grade dao artifact and an earth-tier martial skill.
With such a forceful strike, no one believed he would fail.
“Looks like there’s no chance for me to make a move.”
Nangong Tianxuan felt somewhat disappointed; he had still intended to kill Jun Wushuang with his own hands.
“Country bumpkin, you have insulted the Imperial Martial Arts Academy time and again. This time, you will die without a doubt!”
Delight surfaced in Dongfang Ming’s eyes, as though he had already seen the scene of Jun Wushuang’s tragic death.
“You insulted my Dongfang family, and you even dared to wound me with Mo Xingyun’s sword qi. You deserve to die ten thousand times over.”
Dongfang Lan’s face was full of hatred, her sharp gaze locked on Jun Wushuang as she waited for his defeat and death.
Beside her, Jiang Taixu paid no attention to Jun Wushuang at all; instead, he stared intently at Mo Xingyun.
He would never allow Mo Xingyun to step in and rescue him.
Jun Wushuang had to die.
Whoosh!
The Eight Trigram Seal landed upon Jun Wushuang, binding him so that he could not move.
The black mist serpent shot forward like lightning, swiftly closing in on Jun Wushuang’s heart.
Two thousand multicolored serpents surged like a tidal wave, racing toward his brow and aiming to tear apart his sea of consciousness and inject their poison.
At that moment, Jun Wushuang seemed utterly helpless, left with nothing but death.
Yet just as Dongfang Li thought victory was in hand and his vigilance slackened for an instant, Jun Wushuang struck.
“Devouring Heaven Demonic Art!”
A terrifying devouring force erupted, directly swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body and breaking the restraint of the Eight Trigram Seal.
Though an earth-tier martial skill was formidable, Dongfang Li’s strength was insufficient to unleash its true power.
By contrast, the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art could swallow all things.
“Innate divine ability: Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire!”
With a sweep of his hand, the divine ability manifested once more.
At once, a mass of Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire, a hundred meters wide, surged forth.
But the black mist serpent had been formed from a lower-grade dao artifact; its power was too great to be withstood by ordinary means.
“Explode!”
With a thought from Jun Wushuang, the mass of Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire instantly detonated.
Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire were already terrifying; the destruction unleashed in that instant of explosion was even more horrifying beyond measure.
The black mist serpent was blasted apart in an instant. Though the black banner itself was not destroyed, its power was greatly diminished.
“Black-White Grinding Disc!”
At last, Jun Wushuang took out the black-white grinding disc he had obtained from the Imperial Martial Arts Academy.
This was an ultimate-grade dao artifact, one that Jun Wushuang should not have been able to activate.
Yet the black-white grinding disc had automatically recognized him as its master, allowing him to bring forth most of its power.
Boom!
The black-white grinding disc spun rapidly, like a divine mill of yin and yang, using gods and demons as beans and grinding all things to dust.
Those two thousand multicolored serpents, facing the black-white grinding disc, had no strength at all to struggle. They were sucked in directly and ground into oblivion.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast it was beyond belief.
Before the crowd had even reacted, Dongfang Li’s three killing moves had all been undone.
And at that very moment, Jun Wushuang was already upon him.
“Shura One-Blade Slash!”
Jun Wushuang looked down coldly upon Dongfang Li, killing intent surging in his eyes as he showed no mercy at all.
Pfft!
Dongfang Li’s head was severed in an instant.
Blood spurted everywhere!
Dongfang Li’s eyes bulged wide as he stared fixedly at Jun Wushuang, filled with shock and unwillingness.
He died with his eyes open.