Chapter 246 - Give an Explanation
Silence!
A hush fell over the entire martial arts arena.
Everyone’s gaze was on the main battle platform, their eyes wide and mouths agape. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com
Just like that, Zhao Qian was... killed with a punch!
Many people’s eyes flashed with horror.
Didn’t the Chen Clan have a weak foundation, incapable of standing up against the prestigious clans of Watermoon City? How could Zhao Qian, the talented Zhao Clan descendant, be defeated in just two punches in the first battle?
A sense of disbelief crept into the thoughts of many, and some even rubbed their eyes, questioning if what they saw was an illusion.
Suddenly, a bright voice broke the silence in the martial arts arena.
“Good! Very good!” cheered Chen Fan, standing up from his seat with a sharp gaze.
“Chen Chuge, you did very well! The only fitting outcome for those who dare to insult our clan is death!"
While others hesitated to kill the Zhao Clan members, the Chen Clan had no such reservations.
Earlier, Zhao Qian had spouted arrogant words and insulted his Chen Clan, calling them country bumpkins. If it were not for the City Clash Convention’s rules, Chen Fan would have turned Zhao Qian into a paste with a slap.
The crowd finally came back to their senses from their shock.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan’s arrogant and haughty words naturally drew the fierce gazes of the Zhao Clan members. Even Yuanfu realm experts were staring at him icily, and their gazes were like blades, filled with killing intent.
Zhao De threw a cold stare at Chen Zhengqing.
Earlier, when he tried to intervene and stop Chen Chuge from delivering the fatal blow, Chen Zhengqing had used his aura to thwart him, injuring him in the process.
“Patriarch Chen, you need to give our Zhao Clan an explanation for this!” Zhao De said coldly.
Chen Zhengqing laughed coldly in response. “What explanation?”
“Zhao Qian clearly admitted defeat. The match was over at that point. So when Chen Chuge wanted to deal the final blow, I stepped in, but you stopped me. Why?" Zhao De questioned coldly.
On the Zhao Clan’s side, some from the younger generation clamored.
“That’s right, you need to give our Zhao Clan an explanation!”
“Hmph, we must get this brat from Chen Clan to pay with his life!”
“Hoho, of course, I am.” Chen Zhengqing smiled, retracted his aura, and sat down.
A subtle gleam flickered in Zhao Kongming's eyes as he proposed, “To ensure fairness in the competition, is anyone present not from the eleven great clans willing to act as a referee?”
The crowd was intrigued, but no one volunteered.
Although many people had come to watch the competition, with numerous being rogue Yuanfu realm cultivators, acting as a referee was a job that could offend others.
After all, it was not easy to be fair and impartial.
Moreover, if any of the prestigious clan’s juniors admitted defeat, but the referee was slow to stop the match and failed to save them, this would become their responsibility.
A faint laughter rang out. An elder with white hair and a white beard stepped forward. “Hoho, since no one is willing to volunteer, this old man will do it.”
“It’s Wanderer Dead Tree. He’s a powerhouse at the third level of the Yuanfu realm!”
The crowd immediately recognized this elder. He was a famous rogue cultivator of Watermoon City with great strength, Wanderer Dead Tree.
Zhao Kongming chuckled and said, “Hoho, you have my gratitude, Wanderer Dead Tree.”
They moved on from the farce and continued the martial arts meet.
“Hear my orders, Zhao Clan descendants. No need to hold back if you encounter those from the Chen Clan. Kill without mercy!” declared Zhao Ziyang in an ice-cold tone, his words dripping with deadly intent.
Chen Chuge killing Zhao Qian was no different from slapping the Zhao Clan in the face. As the Zhao Clan’s Young Patriarch, Zhao Ziyang had no intention of letting the matter slide.
“Yes, kill without mercy!”
The eyes of the remaining six Zhao Clan participants gleamed with chilling determination as they focused on the Chen Clan's participants. The coldness in their gazes made them seem like corpses, devoid of all emotions.
“Brat, you better pray not to run into me. You dare kill my Zhao Clan’s people. I’ll make you die a miserable death!”
Zhao Ziyang’s cold gaze fell onto Chen Chuge. Then, it swept across Chen Qingqing and the others. “And the same goes for you people!”
He would definitely kill those from the Chen Clan!
“Hear my orders, Chen Clan members. Kill every Zhao Clan member you encounter!” Chen Fan’s ice-cold words resounded, covering the heaven and earth in a layer of frost.
“Hoo...”
The crowd shrunk their necks when they heard what Zhao Ziyang and Chen Fan had said.
The Zhao Clan wanted to kill the Chen Clan’s people, while Chen Fan had told the Chen Clan to kill every Zhao Clan member they encountered. This was undoubtedly a challenge to the entire Zhao Clan. They truly had no idea why Chen Fan was so confident.
In their eyes, Chen Chuge was likely the strongest junior among the Chen Clan, and that was why he could kill Zhao Qian. However, it seemed implausible for the others to possess similar cultivation and strength.
