Chapter 15: Battle in the Life or Death arena (part 3) (1/2)

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“BOOM!” “Ha ha ha”

Jiang Huai circled around and attacked the defenseless Han Man from behind. He didn’t intend to let him get even the smallest chance to rest. He punched Han Man repeatedly as the powder had blinded him. The sound of Han Man’s bones cracking and a loud spine chilling shriek filled the air. However this was drowned out by the laughing of Jiang Huai who was taking joy in every last moment of Han Man’s suffering.

“That guy really is shameless. He must have planned to use that powder from the start. How despicable!” There were more and more people gathering around the Life or Death arena. Some of them were talking to other disciples all had their eyes fixated on the fight.

“In The Life or Death Arena there is no rules on fighting fairly, you can resort to whichever method needed to win.” said Jing Hao.

Nonetheless, Lin Feng acted as if he hadn’t heard that remark and moved towards the arena, suddenly Jing Hao blocked the way, there would be no saving Han Man as his punishment was to be beaten to death in front of everyone.

“Let me pass.” Said Lin Feng.

“Eighth Qi layer and you still dare to come and challenge me. I am avenging my dead brother Jing Feng this has nothing to do with you, unless you want to get involved in my personal grudge?” threatened Jing Hao not really paying much attention Lin Feng.

“Get Involved? You do not want me, the person who killed your brother to get involved? I beheaded him as he begged for the mercy he would not have shown others. Now let Han Man come down off the stage and let me replace him. If I don’t go into the Life or Death arena willingly, how will you be able to avenge your pathetic little brother?” Lin Feng said.

Jing Hao was sixth in the disciple rankings. Lin Feng had monstrous talent but could he be compared to those in the top rankings, it was not possible.Han Man had a face filled with protest when he heard what Lin Feng had said, but his voice was too weak to protest.

“Huh?” Jing Hao’s couldn’t believe what he had heard and slowly wrath filled his eyes. He quickly shouted: “Jiang Huai, stop attacking.”

When Jiang Huai heard Jing Hao, he stopped fighting immediately and stood looking at Jing Hao waiting for his next order.

“You can come over and replace Han Man if you dare” Jing Hao said pointing at Lin Feng with murderous intentions in his eyes.

He didn’t need to speak such useless words. Lin Feng jumped into the arena in a flash. He could see that Han Man’s face was drenched with blood and his body was mangled. Bones could be seen piercing out from his skin, many fingers were not in the correct position and his breathing was heavy with a wheeze. Lin Feng wiped the blood covering Han Man’s eyes as at this point he could not move his arms, he was barely breathing. This reminded Lin Feng of how he had been left here before in the same condition.

“Han Man, can you make it out of the arena alone?” Lin Feng asked Han Man.

“No problem. I am not dead. Please just go and avenge me.” said Han Man grinning, enduring the intense pain all over his body.

“Don’t worry.” Lin Feng’s felt a pain in his chest when he saw Han Man’s smile. That guy was really stubborn, it was clear he did not have the strength to go alone.

He helped Han Man stand up and using Lin Feng as a crutch to lean upon, started moving to the edge of the arena. Lin Feng stopped upon hearing Jing Hao’s voice: “Jiang Huai, you know what to do.”

“I understand, I have to kill them both.” replied Jiang Huai.

Jing Hao, who was satisfied with the answer, nodded in agreement.

“In the Life or Death Arena, you are not the ones who get to decide your own life or even your friend’s life. You want to replace him? No problem, you will die first instead of him and then he will die.” Jing Hao said carefree while watching Lin Feng who had continued moving Han Man to the edge of the arena.

“Is that so?” said Lin Feng with a grin covering his face, letting Han Man rest on the edge of the arena.

At that moment, Jiang Huai was charging towards them surrounded by a powerful fire Qi.

“Fire Bomb! Die together!” shouted Jing Huai. A ball made of flame suddenly appeared in his hand, emitting a strong scorching heat which seemed to overwhelm the very air itself.

“Get lost!” said Lin Feng while unsheathing his long sword. A roar of thunder spread throughout the entire arena. Immediately the flames were enveloped by the thunderous roars, but the sword didn’t decrease its momentum and shot towards Jiang Huai who was still running forward, leaving a small hole in his chest where the sword had pierced directly through him.

“Splash, splash…” drops of blood were falling from the wound in Jiang Huai’s chest. Lin Feng was looking at Jiang Huai with powerful killing intent.

“I’m going to die?” said Lin Feng while laughing. He thrust out his sword again. There were roars of thunder all around. Jiang Huai tried to run and avoid the attack but it was too sudden for him to react. He was hit by the shockwave of the sword which made his body fly up into the air before heavily falling back down onto the stone floor.

Jiang Huai couldn’t avoid a single hit. Every time he got to his feet he was sent flying into the air and crashed heavily onto the rocks beneath.

“Roaring Thunder skill… the thunderous roars that come from his sword… he’s able to use the Roaring Thunder skill and create a thunderous roar each strike! Which genius of our sect is that?” people in the crowd couldn’t hold back their excitement but they couldn’t recognize Lin Feng as he was wearing a mask. If they could, many would pinch themselves to wake from the illusion.

Jing Hao was seized with horror. His faced looked hideous as he had been humiliated. Jiang Huai surprisingly couldn’t fight Lin Feng, killing him seemed to be an impossible mission. Jiang Huai could only attempt to escape and run to Jing Hao, who would protect him.

Jiang Huai saw Lin Feng’s long sword getting closer. He was lying on his stomach, seemingly unable to get to his feet, but he didn’t stop crawling in the opposite direction of Lin Feng unconsciously. His face was filled with terror and despair.

“I’m not fighting anymore, I give up, you have won!”

“I have won?” Lin Feng looked like he had heard the best joke in the world. Jiang Huai had nearly killed Han Man. If Jiang Huai had been strong enough then he would have killed Lin Feng and Han Man, but now he was declaring himself defeated. Admitting defeat, was that really enough after everything he had done?