155: Chapter 155 An Illusion Descends, Can You Escape?

"The difference between cloud and mud, I will let you see it clearly."

He slowly raised his right hand. That deep, pitch-black Armament Haki, which seemed capable of swallowing light, instantly wrapped tightly around his palm!

Killing Intent! Unmasked, absolute Killing Intent!

Vice President Ye Ling, kneeling on the ground, looked at the slowly approaching black palm. His blood froze completely at this moment.

He abruptly lifted his head, meeting Su Chen's scarlet Sharingan. In those eyes, Vice President Ye Ling saw no fear of the noble families or conglomerates.

Only the extreme indifference of looking at a dead person.

"He really will kill me! This lunatic doesn't care about any damn consequences!" Extreme fear exploded in Vice President Ye Ling's brain instantly!

But immediately after, this extreme fear transformed into a hysterical, desperate desire to survive!

"You won't give me a way out! I'll fight you to the death!"

Vice President Ye Ling let out a shrill scream like a vengeful ghost! He suddenly opened his mouth and bit his tongue hard!

"Pfft!" A large mouthful of crimson Origin essence blood was sprayed out wildly by him!

To survive, he had completely gone mad! He recklessly burned his own Origin essence blood of the Wuzong Realm, even though this was severely overdrawing his lifespan!

"Boom!" A violently tyrannical white spiritual energy surged into the sky from within Vice President Ye Ling's body!

At the huge cost of overdrawing his lifespan, his S-Grade Talent [Phantom Clone] ushered in an overload burst that exceeded its limits at this moment!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" On the entire arena, hundreds of dazzling white sonic boom clouds exploded instantly!

In an instant! A full hundred indistinguishable "Vice President Ye Ling"s appeared in every corner of the arena simultaneously!

But these Clones did not attack Su Chen.

"Run!!" A hundred Vice President Ye Lings shouted in terrified rage at the same time. They were like a swarm of bees whose nest had been destroyed, their feet stomping hard on the ground.

"Swish, swish, swish!" A hundred white afterimages turned into streamers filling the sky. With terrifying speed that broke the sound barrier, they sped wildly toward the weakest top dome of the arena's barrier!

Escape! As long as he broke through the barrier, as long as he returned to the stands! He, Vice President Ye Ling, could survive!

In the stands. Inside the VIP box.

The high-level members of the Ye Family had originally been scared pale by Su Chen's terrifying strength. Seeing their young master burning his essence blood to escape, they could no longer sit still!

"Ling'er!" The Grand Elder of the Ye Family's eyes were splitting, and he smashed the window of the box with one slap.

He rushed to the window and roared madly at the referee and control console below the arena, who were already scared silly!

"Quickly remove the barrier!"

"Don't you see that Young Master Ye no longer has the will to fight! Open the dome and let him out!"

The referee was trembling all over, holding the walkie-talkie with a sweaty hand. "Great... Great Elder, this is against the rules... The life-and-death contract has been signed, it's to the death, no one can force the match to terminate halfway..."

"Screw your rules!" The Grand Elder of the Ye Family's eyes were red, and the terrifying pressure of the Great Grandmaster realm directly locked onto the referee.

"If the heir of my Ye Family loses even a single hair! I will kill your whole family today! I'll chop up your entire clan and feed them to the dogs!"

"Press the release button for me! Immediately! Right now!"

These words, which blatantly violated the rules of the life-and-death contract, spread throughout the entire 100,000-person Arena via the loudspeakers.

Shameless! Too shameless!

In the stands, countless civilian students were trembling with anger, their fists clenched tight. Why is it that when civilians get on the arena they have to die, but when a noble family's young master can't win, he can ignore the rules and force a stop?!

But... faced with the Great Grandmaster's terrifying Killing Intent, faced with the overwhelming power of the Ye Family, among the tens of thousands in the audience, not a single person dared to speak out in rebuttal.

The referee was so scared he wet his pants. How could he still care about any rules? He tremblingly reached out his hand and slammed it onto the red "Barrier Release" button on the control console!

Center of the arena.

A gale howled, and hundreds of Vice President Ye Ling's Clones had already rushed into mid-air. They were less than ten meters away from the dome of the barrier!

As long as the barrier opened, he could instantly escape and survive!

However, looking at the sky full of scurrying Vice President Ye Lings about to touch the barrier dome, Su Chen didn't even move his feet half an inch.

He didn't chase at all. He even, extremely casually, lowered his right hand that was wrapped in Haki.

The pitch-black Armament Haki instantly dissipated into his body.

Su Chen put his hands into the pockets of his black jacket. He raised his head slightly, looking at the figure desperately fleeing in mid-air.

"Want to run?" The corners of Su Chen's mouth hooked into an extremely cold mockery.

"Did I let you go?"

The moment the words fell, the three black tomoe in Su Chen's right eye suddenly froze!

Immediately after, these three tomoe began to rotate in reverse frantically within his scarlet pupil at an extremely bizarre and terrifying frequency!

"Hum—!"

There was no explosion of spiritual energy. No roar of blood and Qi.

A strange power, vast and peerless, completely belonging to a spiritual energy system not of this high-martial world, formed with a boom in Su Chen's right eye!

[Yin Release Mental Energy]! Three-Tomoe · Illusion!

Martial Artists of the high-martial world had strong physical bodies and could manipulate elements. But they only cultivated blood and Qi! Their defense against the Soul and mind was almost zero! It was like a blank sheet of paper with no cover!

"Swish!"

This terrifying Mental Energy was like an invisible poisonous needle. It pierced through the distance of space without any obstruction. It passed over the hundreds of fake Clones.

It precisely pierced directly into the cerebral cortex of the real Vice President Ye Ling, who was in mid-air, just half a meter away from escaping!

Mid-air.

Vice President Ye Ling's real body had already seen the light starting to flicker at the top of the barrier. "The referee pressed the button! The barrier is about to open!"

Ecstasy! Extreme ecstasy of surviving a disaster instantly surged into Vice President Ye Ling's heart! "Hahahaha! I survived! Su Chen, you just wait, I will definitely kill you..."

Vice President Ye Ling roared crazily in his heart.

However, this thought of his had only just risen halfway.

"Hum!" Vice President Ye Ling only felt that his brain had been smashed hard by someone with a red-hot iron hammer!

The next second. In the eyes of the 100,000 people in the audience who were horrified, an extremely bizarre scene played out!

"What's going on?!" The Grand Elder of the Ye Family in the stands had his eyes bulge out.

He saw that in mid-air, the Vice President Ye Ling whose speed had broken the sound barrier and was about to rush out of the arena, his body suddenly stiffened without any warning!

It was just like a robot dog running at high speed that had its power supply yanked out extremely abruptly!

"Pop! Pop! Pop!" As Vice President Ye Ling's real body stiffened, the hundreds of Phantom Clones around him that relied on spiritual energy to maintain instantly burst and dissipated like soap bubbles being poked one after another!

In the entire mid-air, only Vice President Ye Ling's real body remained.

He had his arms wide open, maintaining the posture of fleeing upwards. But his eyes had completely lost their focus. The whites of his eyes rolled upwards, and his pupils dilated. Wisps of white foam uncontrollably overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Ling'er! What happened to you!" The Grand Elder of the Ye Family roared like a madman.

But Vice President Ye Ling could no longer hear it. His Soul had been forcibly dragged into a scarlet purgatory with no time and no concept of space.

In the real world, having lost the support of blood and Qi, having lost the lift of spiritual energy.

Vice President Ye Ling's body, which was as stiff as a wooden board, hovered in mid-air for an extremely brief 0.1 seconds.

Then, directly pulled by gravity, it fell straight down!

"Bang—!!!"

A dull, teeth-aching thud resounded through the arena!

Vice President Ye Ling's body, like a vegetative patient with no sensation, fell straight down, face-first, and smashed heavily onto the alloy floor at the edge of the arena!

The huge impact directly shattered all the teeth in his mouth. Fresh blood spread slowly along his cheeks onto the alloy floor.

He lay there sprawled out more than ten meters in front of Su Chen. Motionless. Just like a dead dog.

The whole arena was deathly silent.

The referee's hand on the release button froze in mid-air. The Grand Elder of the Ye Family opened his mouth wide, unable to make a sound in his throat.

No weapons clashed. No blood and Qi collided.

Why did that Wuzong Prodigy who was about to escape suddenly fall down as if he were possessed?!

"This... what on earth happened..." In the military box, Major General Lei Wuji gripped the railing tightly, his face full of disbelief.

Center of the arena.

Su Chen still maintained the posture of having his hands in his pockets. The gale blew up the corners of his black jacket.

He lowered his head slightly, and those scarlet Sharingan eyes looked coldly at Vice President Ye Ling lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Run?"

The corners of Su Chen's mouth hooked into a cold mockery.

"In my eyes, can you escape?"