Chapter 411 - Spectator (1/2)

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The young man looked entirely unperturbed, as if the insult flung had hit cotton. He maintained his slight smile and didn't deign to give those coarse words a hint of a reaction. The surrounding crowd was somewhat impressed, but the majority who knew of the young man's origins had pity flit through their eyes.

The beautiful young maiden beside him with an alluring scent and air remained similarly undisturbed, but those who were perceptive could see that deep within her sky blue eyes was an icy-chill as wintry and dangerous as a raging blizzard.

The youth who spoke felt a shiver down his spine. He snorted, ignoring the young man and woman.

Bam!

On the platforms, a figure was sent violently off the stage and into the crowd. The Soaring Sword Disciple beneath the Man banner had a calm grin on his face, the disdain within his eyes was apparent.

The figure that tumbled out was a youth, his age no more than fifteen, and had a well-shaped fit body, but at the moment, his chest had a palm print that seemed to press into his torso. His chest cavity had been crushed, his heart area was completely collapsed. Blood seeped from the sides of his lips, and his breathing had ceased. Despite that, his eyes were wide open and radiating profound anger and regret.

He was dead.

Gasp!

A wave of deep inhales that was chilly and frightening resounded. Those who were impacted by the body had fear crawl throughout their entire soul.

”Isn't...isn't that Han Weiyu?” A young girl said with a trembling voice. It was only then did people recognize who this young man who had once been lively and filled with endless potential was.

”Han Weiyu! He...he was killed by a single hit?! Wasn't his cultivation at the late-Qi Cyclone Realm?” A heavy gulp sounded from an elderly woman, a wave of shock and quaking occurred in her voice.

Han Weiyu was a fifteen year old genius who reached the late-Qi Cyclone Realm. A well-known figure who was the Young Clan Lord of the Han Clan, one of the second-tier clans in Meteorite City. The thought of his death due to the weakest platform trial left many hearts quivering without end, especially potential challengers.

The Soaring Sword Sect's male youth standing beneath the Man banner chuckled coldly. ”I'm in the mid-Qi Cyclone Realm. If you can't even withstand a single palm from me with a higher cultivation base, what right do you have to continue living? Your continued living would be a waste of resources and air.” Those harsh words caused a hushed clamor to roar to life within the crowd. Unfortunately, no one had enough courage to do anything or rebuke the young man.

In fact, Han Weiyu's father who was also the clan leader of the Han Clan could only lifelessly walk towards his son's corpse and grab its slowly declining temperature and soulless flesh. He seemed willing to cry yet no tears emerged.

Just one move!

A single moment and his son's life ended.

His aura grew unstable. A mid-Essence Formation Realm aura erupted, causing swirling waves of essence and qi to appear around him. Those bloodshot eyes turned towards the young man who claimed his son's life. His killing intent was palpable!

Shiing!

A sharp sword light flashed and zipped through the crowd. It was created by sword qi and swiped across Han Weiyu father's neck. A red line and a choked gasp later, a gush of blood escaped from his neck and his head slanted unnaturally.

Thud!

The father and son died this day.

A bright shine of horrified light erupted from the eyes of the vast majority in the crowd and they stepped back in fear and terror. The death of the son was depressing yet reasonable, but the decapitation of the father was unexpected and horrifying.