154: Chapter 154 Ye Ling's Horrified Demise, the Illusion's Collapse

*Swoosh!*

The ten-meter-long black vacuum slash instantly sliced through the space of the Arena.

At the exact same instant Director Wang Teng was sliced in half at the waist by this Tempest Kick, his upper body still sliding off-center in mid-air!

“Die!!!”

A roar filled with ecstasy and ferocity exploded in Su Chen's ears!

Vice President Ye Ling's real body had already arrived to kill!

Taking advantage of this 'perfect blind spot'—just as Su Chen kicked out with the Tempest Kick, his old strength spent and his new strength yet to arise—the high-grade psionic dagger in Vice President Ye Ling's hand, gleaming with an eerie green light and coated in deadly poison,

carried the full power of the Wuzong Realm as it stabbed viciously toward the carotid artery in Su Chen's neck!

It was too close! The distance was less than half a meter!

In Vice President Ye Ling's line of sight, the tip of the dagger had even touched the fine hairs on Su Chen's neck.

“I've got him!” An uncontrollable ecstasy erupted in Vice President Ye Ling's eyes.

The image of Su Chen's throat being pierced by the dagger, the poison seizing his heart, and him dying a miserable death at his feet had already appeared in his mind. As long as he killed Su Chen, he, Vice President Ye Ling, would be the greatest hero who saved the Face of the noble families!

However...

*Clang!!!*

An extremely crisp, deafening sound of metal clashing exploded in the center of the Arena without warning!

Sparks flew in all directions!

Vice President Ye Ling felt as if his right hand, which was holding the dagger, had stabbed hard into a piece of eternal Chaos divine iron! A terrifying, overwhelming recoil instantly traveled up the blade of the dagger and into his arm!

“What's going on?!” The ecstasy on Vice President Ye Ling's Face instantly froze.

He stared with wide eyes, looking at Su Chen's neck in disbelief.

There was no Protective Qi. No Psionic Shield. Su Chen hadn't even assumed the most basic defensive stance.

Yet that high-grade psionic dagger, which was said to cut through iron like butter and was worth a fortune, stabbed into Su Chen's seemingly defenseless flesh without even breaking the skin! It failed to leave even the shallowest white mark!

*Crack... Crack!*

Immediately after, an extremely faint cracking sound came from the tip of the dagger.

“No! This is impossible!” Vice President Ye Ling let out a terrified shriek.

Under the watchful eyes of the hundred thousand spectators, the moment the poisoned high-grade psionic dagger made contact with Su Chen's neck...

like a piece of fragile, thin ice, it began to shatter inch by inch, starting from the tip of the blade, with extreme speed!

*Bang!* Under the massive recoil, the entire dagger instantly exploded into a cloud of flying scrap metal, clattering to the ground in a heap!

As for Su Chen, he was still standing in his original spot.

He didn't even turn his head. Like an eternally indestructible, invincible Vajra, he had taken the full-force blow of a Wuzong Realm expert head-on, completely unharmed!

“How could this be...”

Only a bare hilt remained in Vice President Ye Ling's hand. The web of his right hand was completely torn apart by the shock, blood flowing freely.

He stared blankly at the hilt in his hand, his brain completely ceasing to function at this moment.

“Did you not eat today?”

A voice devoid of any human emotion suddenly rang out in front of Vice President Ye Ling.

Vice President Ye Ling shuddered all over and raised his head with great difficulty.

Just in time to meet Su Chen's gaze, who was right in front of him.

Su Chen slowly turned his Face. In those eyes, which resembled an abyss of a sea of blood, three pitch-black tomoe were slowly rotating.

There was no anger in those eyes. Only a supreme, ultimate indifference, as if looking down at a cold corpse.

*Boom!*

Vice President Ye Ling's heart felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer! An unprecedented, bone-deep, extreme terror instantly wrapped around his entire body like a venomous snake!

What was he seeing? Relying purely on his Physical Body, without a single trace of Protective Aura! He had forcefully shattered a high-grade psionic weapon?!

What kind of fucking monster is this?!

*Thud!*

Just then, the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out not far from Vice President Ye Ling's side.

Vice President Ye Ling subconsciously glanced over with the corner of his eye.

In the next second, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpricks! The blood in his entire body completely froze to ice at this moment!

He saw Director Wang Teng. The Chief of Staff, Director Wang Teng, who had stepped onto the stage with him and possessed the S-Rank Gravity Talent!

At this moment, Director Wang Teng's body had been sliced extremely smoothly into two halves! His upper body was crashing heavily into a pool of blood, with colorful intestines and internal organs spilled all over the ground!

Blood sprayed like a fountain, dyeing that part of the Arena a shocking scarlet. Director Wang Teng's eyes, which remained wide open in death, stared despairingly in Vice President Ye Ling's direction.

“Young... Young Master Wang...”

Vice President Ye Ling's lips trembled violently. His teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a 'clack-clack-clack' sound.

Director Feng Xiao was dead. His heart had been pierced and shattered by a single finger.

Director Wang Teng was also dead. His hundred-fold gravity field had been shattered by a single kick, and he was sliced in half on the spot!

And now, his own full-force, poison-coated sure-kill strike couldn't even scratch the skin of this F-grade trash!

This wasn't an evenly matched battle at all! This was a fucking one-sided, suspense-free, brutal slaughter!

Psychological defense? The pride of the noble families?

In the Face of absolute, unreasonable, crushing violence, Vice President Ye Ling's psychological defense completely and utterly collapsed at this instant!

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”

An extremely shrill, sharp scream, like a wild cat having its tail stepped on, suddenly erupted from Vice President Ye Ling's throat!

This scream was heart-wrenching! Filled with endless terror and despair, it echoed through the entire hundred-thousand-person Arena via the amplification Formation!

Vice President Ye Ling could no longer care about his Face as the Student Union Vice President. He didn't care about the gazes of the Elders of the noble families and financial magnates in the stands. And he certainly didn't care about the life-and-death waiver he had signed with his own hands, which bound them to fight to the death!

Right now, there was only one thought in his mind. Escape! Escape from this Arena! Escape from this demon in human skin!

“I admit defeat! I'm not fighting anymore!”

Vice President Ye Ling turned around like a madman. He pushed the last trace of psionic energy in his body to its absolute limit!

S-Grade Talent [Phantom Clone] fully activated! *Bang! Bang! Bang!*

Dozens of blurry white afterimages instantly burst onto the Arena. Vice President Ye Ling's real body was mixed among the afterimages. Like a stray dog, he scrambled on all fours, desperately fleeing toward the energy barrier at the edge of the Arena!

“Deactivate the Formation! Open the barrier quickly!”

Vice President Ye Ling rushed to the edge of the Arena, his hands desperately pounding on the transparent energy light screen. He turned his head to look at Su Chen behind him, his Face covered in tears and snot.

“Let me out! Quickly let me out!”

“Help! Murder!”

The prominent figure of the Great Xia First Martial Arts University, the eldest young master of the top Kyoto financial magnate Ye family, a high-and-mighty Wuzong Realm expert!

At this moment, he was actually like a terrified shrew, crawling on the ground, frantically pounding the barrier, weeping bitterly, and crying for help!

This scene was presented with absolute clarity before the eyes of the hundred thousand spectators in the entire venue via the holographic grand screens!

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the pathetic Vice President Ye Ling on the grand screen, unable to believe their eyes.

“Is... is this the Prodigy of Kyoto's noble families?”

“Is this the Student Union Vice President who usually acts so high and mighty in front of us?”

After a brief, dead silence, overwhelming laughter and disdain erupted from the stands!

“How pathetic! He has completely disgraced all Martial Artists!”

“You want to run after signing a life-and-death waiver? Weren't you very arrogant when you fought Jiang Feng?!”

“This is an S-Grade Genius? When meeting a tough opponent, he runs faster than a dog!”

Countless commoner students stood up, frantically giving the middle finger to Vice President Ye Ling on the Arena. Hitting a dog in the water! The pathetic state of this noble family scion, who usually rode roughshod over them, gave them an unprecedented sense of satisfaction!

In the VIP box, the Faces of several Elders of the Ye family turned ashen, trembling with rage. 'What an embarrassment! He has completely lost all of our Ye family's Face!'

A Ye family Old Ancestor suddenly stood up and roared at the referee below, 'What are you still standing there for! Didn't you hear him admit defeat?! Open the barrier immediately!' 'If anything happens to him, this old man will tear down this colosseum!'

The referee was sweating profusely from fear and was just about to press the button to deactivate the barrier.

“Who dares to deactivate the Formation?!”

An angry roar mingled with rolling thunder suddenly exploded!

Major General Lei Wuji of the Zhenyuan Army kicked through the glass of his box. Standing in mid-air like a God of Thunder, he stared intently at the referee, locking onto him with murderous intent.

“On Great Xia's life-and-death Arena, once a blood covenant is signed, it's a fight to the death!”

“I want to see today who dares to break the rules!”

Major General Lei Wuji turned his head and looked coldly at the Ye family Old Ancestor. 'Want to forcibly save him? Try it and see if my blade agrees!'

The Ye family Old Ancestor was choked with rage. 'Major General Lei Wuji! Do you really want to fight my Ye family to the bitter end?!'

Faced with the fierce conflict in the stands, Su Chen in the center of the Arena acted as if he had heard nothing.

He was in no hurry to chase Vice President Ye Ling, but merely stood quietly in his original spot.

Those scarlet Two-Tomoe Sharingan slowly rotated, looking with extreme coldness at the back of the figure frantically pounding the barrier and weeping bitterly.

It was like admiring a cockroach trapped in a glass jar, struggling desperately.

“Help! Let me out!” Vice President Ye Ling turned his head. Seeing that Su Chen hadn't moved, he thought he still had hope, and hammered the barrier even more frantically.

“I was wrong! Su Chen! Grandpa Su!” Vice President Ye Ling completely cast aside his dignity, actually turning around and kneeling down toward Su Chen from dozens of meters away.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!* He desperately kowtowed on the alloy floor, his forehead instantly becoming a bloody mess. 'I'll kowtow to you! Just treat me like a fart and let me go!' 'I'll cover all of Jiang Feng's medical expenses! I'll give you all of the Student Union's resources!'

“Please don't kill me!”

Listening to Vice President Ye Ling's hysterical begging for mercy,

Su Chen still kept his hands in his pockets. He tilted his head slightly. An extremely cold, incredibly cruel killing intent suddenly flooded those blood-red eyes.

“Didn't you say...”

Su Chen slowly took a step forward. His tactical boots stepped on the floor, making a steady 'clack-clack' sound as he walked toward Vice President Ye Ling step by step.

“...that you were going to break my brother's four limbs?”

Su Chen's voice wasn't loud, yet it carried a sense of despair that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

“Didn't you say...”

“...that you wanted me to experience the insurmountable difference between F-grade and S-grade, like cloud and mud?”

With every step Su Chen took, Vice President Ye Ling felt as if his heart was being struck hard by a heavy hammer.

“Don't come over... Don't come near me!” Vice President Ye Ling was so terrified that he backed up repeatedly, his back pressed tightly against the energy barrier, with nowhere left to retreat.

Su Chen stopped less than three meters away from Vice President Ye Ling. He looked down from above at this shivering, stray dog.

Su Chen slowly raised his right hand. An extremely deep, black Armament Haki instantly wrapped around his palm.

“The difference between cloud and mud.”

A cold, savage grin curled up the corner of Su Chen's mouth.

“I'll let you see it clearly.”