78 Fighting Ends (1/2)

The madness on Xue Wei's face made the entire crowd fear him. At this point, even the captains felt that they were looking at an insane madman.

Xue Wei on the other hand completely ignored the many looks and advanced towards the man with sinister laughter. His killing intent had reached a plateau, and his anger could no longer fuel his rage and potential anymore.

His fighting ability was at its peak. But together with this sudden strength came a wanton consumption of Qi.

Xue Wei had let reasoning fly out his mind. Instead, consumed by the desire to kill this expert in the most painful way possible, he no longer thought rationally and forfeited any considerations for later battles.

Everyone could see that when the criminal had mentioned his parents, the young man had gone insane, and his murderous thoughts had soared to the heavens.

All of them knew of Xue Wei and the fact that he had no parents, and thus they were not too surprised about his reaction, but they now all kept in mind to never insult the Crimson Devil's parents or even mention them in front of him.

Their eyes were glued to Xue Wei as he fought against the criminal, and when they saw how the wind picked up, affected by the chaotic Qi, and how his hair whipped about in the wind, they all felt as if they witnessed the emergence of a different person.

All of them had seen Xue Wei before. He had been calm and casual. He had never before done anything that could warrant such behavior. Amongst the audience, quite a few were feeling worried about what could have happened if they had acted on their impulse to make things difficult for Xue Wei.

In the arena, Xue Wei was fighting against the criminal. He had used the overwhelming killing intent to make the criminal panic andrender him incapable of fighting back, which gave him the advantage. However, the longer it took, the more used to the situation the criminal became, so his will to survive caused him to fight back.

When he began retaliating, it was simple attacks at first. But soon, their fight became more and more intense as the killing intent had less and less of an effect on him.

Xue Wei used the Forbidden Rush and the sword created from the Inner Might techniques to their limits. His five copies were flying in the air in an attempt to confuse the criminal.

It was clear that they did not have sufficient strength to injure the criminal, so trying to do that would be futile and a waste of energy.

Since that was the case, Xue Wei had decided to use the group of copies as a way to confuse the criminal instead. Although the criminal had regained his composure and the ability to fight back, he was not able to see the difference between Xue Wei and the copies when they were moving fast while using the Forbidden Rush movement technique.

This was his trump card and also the reason why he still held the upper hand.

Xue Wei could use his superior speed to evade all damage altogether. On the other hand, getting hit just once would seriously injure him.

Still, he fought as if he did not really care for any injuries he might sustain. He fought as if all that mattered to him was killing the opponent regardless of the loss.

He was like a rabid dog, fighting back with everything he had. Suddenly, at some point, Xue Wei was like a blur in the air and headed straight for the criminal.

The audience could not see Xue Wei's actual figure, and even the figures of his copies. All they could see were black blurs flashing by, and on the other side was the criminal with his clumsy movements as he tried to avoid the attacks.

Xue Wei suddenly came to a standstill, which allowed the audience to see that he had not come out of it completely unscathed. His body had wounds all over, and his clothes had become disheveled.

But his wounds were nothing compared to the wounds that the criminal had been inflicted with.

He had multiple cuts all over his body, and many of them were very deep. Blood dripped from all the wounds, dying the clothes of the criminal almost black.

Standing and staring from across each other, the criminal and Xue Wei were filled with hatred, but the criminal was also feeling fearful.

Xue Wei was like a beast, completely filled with hatred and no reasoning.

”Let us end this,” Xue Wei growled as he rushed forward again, and the sword in his hands was like a snake of lightning that swept down from the clear sky.

While he was attacking, the criminal also seemed to gather all his focus and Qi in a last-ditch attempt at killing Xue Wei.

The Qi shrouded the criminal like a thick, protective layer that tried to block the sword that was descending upon him. At the same time, he punched out his fist.

The palm connected with Xue Wei's abdomen just as the sword sliced through the protective layer of Qi and lacerated the body of the criminal. The Qi sword dissipated into his body and traveled through his meridians, destroying them from the sudden influx of chaotic energy.

As the meridians ruptured due to the invading Qi, the criminal felt agony so deep he couldn't describe it with words.

Blood started oozing from his nose, ears, and eyes. He stumbled forward and opened his mouth, only to have blood bubble out. He shrieked in pain before collapsing on the stage.

Xue Wei had been thrown backward by the fist that had connected with his abdomen, and he too had thrown up a bit of blood. He pressed his hand against his side, feeling as if his organs had been shifted out of place.

His face was pale, and he felt as if his entire body had been ripped apart from the hit.