Chapter 317 - Here Comes the Bloody Sacrifice! (1/2)
“Audience, here is Huaxia Fighters TV!”
“Over 50 myths, 100 semi-myths, and 1,000 powerhouses in peak stage of legend have gathered on Kunlun Mountain. At this point in time, the Swordsmanship Sect has already assigned powerhouses to fight Ye Feng. Before the battle for the No. 1 force in Huaxia Country breaks out, the balance of victory has already tilted towards the Swordsmanship Sect!”
“Ye Feng versus Swordsmanship Sect! This time, the former No. 1 powerhouse of the Huaxia Country is fraught with grim possibilities!”
“How will the Swordsmanship Sect kill Ye Feng? Can Ye Feng gain a tide over the crisis? Coming soon!”
“…”
At that moment, every Huaxia media station was sat down at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, broadcasting the battle live!
Watching the terrifying battle formation of the Swordsmanship Sect, nobody believed that Ye Feng could win!
No matter what, there was just too much of a sharp difference between the two parties in both strength and population!
Every citizen of the Huaxia Country had gathered in the squares and to watch the reports on the big screens!
They were all shocked to the extreme!
“Oh, my god, how could there be so many powerhouses in the Swordsmanship Sect? That’s unbelievable!”
“That’s too bad! Ye Feng is dead! Over 50 myths! How… how can he even fight?”
“The Swordsmanship Sect are a bunch of b*tches. They’re bullying Ye Feng with their advantage in population. It’s such a shame to the martial arts circle!”
…
All the fighters in Huaxia Country hated Swordsmanship Sect to the extreme!
However, they couldn’t do anything to help Ye Feng!
“Look! That’s Ye Feng!”
At that moment, an excited citizen exclaimed with great emotion!
The others instantly jolted their heads and caught sight of a youth in black slowly walking towards the foot of the main peak with a basket on his back!
‘Basket?’
Everyone was stunned!
They didn’t understand why Ye Feng carried a plain old basket on his back, rather than a weapon!
All of the powerhouses of the Swordsmanship Sect then began to laugh crazily!
“Haha… he’s going up the hill with a basket on his back. Is this guy picking dried firewood from Kunlun Mountain?”
“Idiot! He took a crappy basket instead of a saber or a sword. It turns out that the former No.1 powerhouse of the Huaxia Country is an idiot!”
“I can’t stop laughing my ass off!”
The powerhouses of the Swordsmanship Sect guffawed!
In their eyes, Ye Feng was acting like an absolute idiot!
However, facing such overwhelming ridicules, Ye Feng remained silent!
He walked slowly and silently!
200 m!
100 m!
50 m!
He gradually became closer to the headquarters of the Swordsmanship Sect as his eyes turned increasingly colder!
When he reached the foot of the mountain, he then raised his head and roared towards the 1,000 myths and legends as his black hair swayed with the wind, “Today, I will use the lives of the powers of the Swordsmanship Sect, which are as humble as pigs and dogs, to mourn the souls of the late heroes of Night!”
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His crazy and heroic deed caused all the other fighters across Huaxia Country to burn with excitement!
Although there were over 1,000 enemies, he still was fearless!
Such heroic charisma made all the other fighters across the Huaxia Country go crazy!
In an instant, the fighters felt their blood begin to burn as they began to chant wildly!
“Ye Feng!”
“Ye Feng!”
“Ye Feng!”
The sky above the cities in the Huaxia Country reverberated with one name, as if Ye Feng represented the entire Huaxia Country!
Even the journalists showed their greatest appreciation!
They couldn’t imagine that a person would dare to ignore over 1,000 myths and legends and treat them as humble pigs and dogs!
After hearing Ye Feng’s voice, the 1,000-odd myths and legends became very gloomy!
Presumptuous!
They never imagined that Ye Feng still would dare to be presumptuous in front of such a powerful force!
“Ye Feng, go die!”
At that moment, a myth flashed out as he slashed his long sword towards Ye Feng faster than a bolt of lightning!
However, unbelievably, Ye Feng didn’t even dodge the attack; instead, he watched the sword flying towards his face with grim eyes!
At the sight of the attack, the journalists in the vicinity began to uproar!
‘He’s done!’
‘Facing a myth’s strike, he doesn’t even try to dodge. That’s nothing different than courting death!’