I will eventually become a god.

Chapter 299 Ant, who allowed you to raise your head and speak? (4K)

There were several elderly people sitting on the few seats under the arena, including Li Qi.

"The Thunder Sect..."

An old man frowned and said to Li Qi:
"Old Li, isn't this your enemy?"

Li Qi's expression did not change. He reached out to take the cup of tea handed to him by Meng Qingjiao, took a sip, and said calmly:
"There is an old grudge, yes. Back then, that idiot Chen Buyan went to visit the kiln with me..." Li Qi glanced at Zong Shichan who was looking at him curiously and Meng Qingjiao who was expressionless, and changed his words:
"…When we were having dinner together in the hotel, Chen Buyan finished his meal first. He ate much faster than me, so he ran to the toilet to pee. Unexpectedly, the toilet was full at that time, so he and Yu Lei Sect disciple Qiu Hanyu, who also went to the toilet, started fighting for a urinal."

"I heard the noise. I didn't even finish my meal, my clothes... I didn't even put down my chopsticks. I rushed over to help. Together with Chen Buyan, I beat Qiu Hanyu up."

The old man beside him interrupted and said, "People who practice martial arts are full of vigor and have hot tempers. It is normal for them to have conflicts with each other. As long as no one dies, you can even become friends after the fight. They shouldn't hold a grudge until now."

Li Qi waved his hands. "It shouldn't have happened, but after the fight, that bastard Zhou Liexiong showed up late and came up with a bad idea. He stripped the unconscious Qiu Hanyu naked and tied him to a pillar in the hall to walk around. I was young and ignorant, so I thought it was fun and did it."

The old man next to him stroked his chin and said, "You three really deserve to die."

"Qiu Hanyu is now the leader of the Yu Lei Sect. He has not yet resolved his grudge against you. This time he sent his own disciples here to seek revenge... Is this okay, nephew Xue?"

Another old man said worriedly.

"The Yu Lei School follows the path of 're-cultivating ancient martial arts'. The founder once learned the 'Five Thunder Method' in the Taoist Shenxiao School, and later established his own school. He used the new martial arts concept to create the 'Yu Lei Gong' that is close to forbidden skills. It does not rely on external objects, but purely uses the self-spiritual spirit to try to alienate the human body, giving birth to the 'human thunder' that seems fake but not real."

"Although this thunder is too violent and difficult to control, and not as moderate and peaceful as the Five Thunder Method of the Shenxiao School, it is more lethal than the other two. It is always effective in fighting and killing, and often the victory or defeat, life or death, can be decided in a split second."

"This boy is well-known, and he is only one step away from making the leap. I'm afraid we won't be able to get away with him if we go up against him. Although nephew Xue is very capable, he is still a little young, and he might be caught off guard."

Upon hearing this, Li Qi just smiled and said nothing.

……

On the stage, Xue Jing looked at Qin Fengcong who was walking towards him, and reached out and pressed the right side of the attribute table on his wrist.

The pentagonal radar chart on the dial kept changing, and soon displayed the opponent's data.

Body: 934
Meaning: 1291
Robbery: 855
Saint: 294
Situation:?

Taking the senior brother Meng Boshang as a reference, this person's [physical] value is a bit lower, but his [willpower] is still better than the senior brother. I think he has practiced some martial arts that focus on consciousness and spirit.

A master of the 'mortal limit' who is only one step away from leaping over the dragon gate...

"I'm sorry. I really am sorry."

Qin Fengcong walked towards Xue Jing and spoke in a calm voice.

Arcs of electricity began to flicker faintly all over his body, and his standing hair became even straighter and harder.

"A good talent like you was taken away by a mere Canglongliu and wasted alive... It is a pity that you have to die here today."

"Don't worry, it will be over in a moment. I won't let you feel any pain. Just cover your ears and close your eyes like a child encountering thunder. Everything will be over before you feel scared anymore."

His voice was heard without any concealment, spreading throughout the square for everyone to hear, causing an uproar immediately.

"What do you mean, he wants to kill someone?"

"Why? Isn't this competition meant to liven things up?"

Below the stage, Zheng Jixiang, Xie Yue and others who were with Qin Fengcong immediately locked their eyes on Li Qi and Meng Boshang who was standing next to him. As long as they saw any unusual movement, they would rush to their aid immediately.

But to their surprise, Li Qi and Meng Boshan acted as if they didn't hear anything and just stared at the arena with unchanged expressions. Li Qi even chatted and laughed with the old people sitting next to him.

Seeing that there was no unusual movement around him, Qin Fengcong's eyebrows tightened like lightning: "Then... let's end it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunder roared.

On the stage, Qin Fengcong's figure turned into materialized lightning and disappeared on the spot. A beam of lightning crossed towards Xue Jing, leaving a lightning afterimage in the air. The next moment, he appeared behind Xue Jing.

Visible arcs of electricity were wrapped around his right hand. He swung it lightly, and the movement was like the vibration of sword blood, shaking off the arcs in his hand.

Then he walked down the ring with full of airs, without looking back, as if it was all over.

The whole place was silent, and everyone stared at the arena in amazement.

Qin Fengcong was already accustomed to the audience's admiration for him and didn't take it seriously, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

The silent audience made the sound of dripping blood reach his ears clearly.

……Blood?

Whose…Xue Jing’s?

When the Thunder Control Skill is used, the wounds are usually charred and not bleeding.

...Whose is that?
Qin Fengcong lowered his head stiffly and looked at his chest.

There, at the position of the heart, the originally intact clothes had a hole the size of a fist.

Not only his clothes, but also his chest was pierced. His heart disappeared without a trace, and sticky blood flowed out slowly but steadily, sliding drop by drop across his abdomen and crotch, and fell to the ground.

The blood flowed more and more, and it was difficult to stop it. The belated pain radiated from his heart and spread to his brain.

Hey...what happened?
He covered his chest with his hands, turned his head stiffly and looked at the young man named Xue Jing.

There was no tragic scene of a head exploding as he had imagined. The handsome boy like a god stood there with his back to him, intact.

Qin Fengcong looked at the boy's right hand.

A bloody heart was held in his hand, still beating with an extremely strong vitality, and blood kept gushing out from its veins and arteries, as if it was unaware that it had left the human body.

That is... my own heart.

Although he had never seen it before, Qin Fengcong recognized it at a glance.

So that's it... The audience was amazed not at him, but at Xue Jing.

But, what exactly... happened?

"pat-"

He still didn't understand until he fell to the ground and his pupils gradually lost focus.

“Feng Cong!!”

Qin Fengcong's accomplices in the audience all opened their eyes wide and looked at Qin Fengcong in disbelief as he fell to the ground and gradually died.

"Who can see clearly, what is going on!?"

Xie Yue gritted his teeth.

A trace of regret flashed across Zheng Jixiang's eyes, which were as misty as white clouds, and he sighed:
"All things in the world are impermanent, and that is how it is."

After the silence, the scene became noisy.

"What the hell, that guy was pretending to be a great master, how come he was killed in less than three seconds?" "Well... he really did keep his promise, it was over in an instant, and Xue Jing didn't feel any pain."

"Is this guy here to be funny? His work ethic is too good. He is giving the ultimate clown show with his life?"

"No, didn't you see how ruthless he is? With such speed, I can't even see it, let alone react. It's just that he couldn't beat Demon King Xue!"

"So what happened just now? Is there any expert with extraordinary eyesight who saw it and can tell me about it?"

A dark golden vertical pupil flashed across Li Qi's turbid eyes, and he laughed triumphantly.

Several old friends around him were dumbfounded, and when they heard the laughter, they glared at Li Qi with envy and jealousy.

"This is such a damn disaster that has lasted for thousands of years, how come you have managed to get away with it? Old man Li, you deserve to die!"

"Hey, Old Man Li, you have seen my granddaughter before. She has grown up now, and is very pretty. I will bring her to visit your dojo in a few days and have some exchanges with your disciples..."

"Old Li..."

Zong Shichan stared at the calm figure on the stage, covering his mouth with his hands, his eyes full of love.

"Master... suki (like)..."

The little girl who often watched cartoons with Xue Wan recently unconsciously uttered a sentence in her hometown dialect.

Otoga Kagura looked at Xue Jing with admiration:

"As expected of you, Mr. Xue."

She was one of the few people present who saw the whole process clearly, and therefore she understood more clearly the value of Xue Jing.

On the ring, Xue Jing threw the still beating heart in his hand to the side, and with a shake of his strength, all the blood on his palm was shaken off, restoring his palm to its original smooth state.

"…It's a bit unlucky."

He shook his head and looked strangely at Qin Fengcong who was lying dead on the ground.

What happened just now was actually very simple.

He took the opponent's attack without dodging, and then used the "Secret Technique: Point of Eyes" to pluck out the opponent's heart at the same time, that was all.

Things ended quickly, but it wasn’t because Qin Fengcong was weak... but because his compatibility with him was too bad.

Why doesn't this person practice anything else but thunder-related martial arts?

Although it was the first time that Xue Jing saw the other party's Thunder Control Skill, he could see through the details of this martial art at a glance.

The arcs of electricity flashing on its body surface are the result of "mental interference with its own reality". They are neither real nor illusory lightning, but a real force that can cause a strong lightning strike effect.

Most of the attacks he launched at Xue Jing were lightning strikes. Although there were also physical strikes, they were very few.

As for the thunder-attribute attacks, it cannot be said that they are completely ineffective against Xue Jing, but at least they are just showing off one's proficiency before an expert.

If it was before he killed the real dragon cub and activated the [Dragon Horn], it would really be a bit of a story. But after obtaining the Dragon Horn, he practiced with dragon thunder all day long, and his skin, flesh and bones were completely different from those of ordinary people, and he was fully resistant to thunder.

Qin Fengcong's use of Thunder Control Skills against him would not be much better than a mosquito bite.

Xue Jing did not need to dodge or defend at all. He used a fighting style similar to "die together" and punched the opponent at the same time while being hit.

It was over in an instant.

Xue Jing looked at Qin Fengcong's accomplices and said in a calm tone:

"It is the auspicious day of the housewarming, and Xue Jing does not want to be stained with blood. However, since you all have grudges against me, Canglong, it is better to resolve the grudges than to create them. Why don't you continue to talk on stage?"

Two disciples from Canglong Dojo went up to the stage and slowly dragged Qin Fengcong's body away, leaving a trail of blood along the way.

All the audience turned their heads and looked at Qin Fengcong and his accomplices with strange eyes.

"..." Several people looked stiff.

Zheng Jixiang sighed and was about to speak when he heard Xue Jing continue:
"If you are afraid, then come up together."

"Or... you are here for revenge, but you don't even have the courage to outnumber others?"

Xie Yue was immediately annoyed: "You are so arrogant!"

The others were also furious: "Looking for death!"

But they were not ordinary people. Although they were shocked by Xue Jing's performance for a moment, they were all people who were close to surpassing the dragon gate after all. They had extraordinary spirits. Even if they were afraid, they did not lack the courage to take action.

"Shuashuashua——"

Four or five figures flashed and appeared on the stage in an instant, surrounding Xue Jing in the middle.

"Ah, Master, what should I do?"

Zong Shichan looked anxious and quickly reached out to shake Li Qi's arm.

These people look difficult to deal with. What if Master gets hurt accidentally?
As a die-hard fan, she had no doubt that Xue Jing could win.

"..."Meng Qingjiao also silently reached out and tugged at the corner of Meng Bo's injured clothes, and looked up at his father with a cold gaze, as if wanting him to help.

Meng Boshang looked at her and shook his head.

Li Qi smiled and said, "Child, be patient. Xiao Jing is very calm and never says anything beyond his ability. Since he has asked these people to attack together, he is sure to defeat the majority with a small number of people."

On the ring, the group saw that the Canglong disciples, mainly Meng Boshang, were not moving at all, so they turned their attention to the young man in front of them.

"Boy, you are too arrogant." Xie Yue narrowed his eyes and said in a threatening tone.

He was the one who was least confident in a one-on-one fight against Xue Jing among the people present. The Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword was restrained by the Hidden Dragon Flow, but at this moment, he was outnumbered and had full confidence in himself and others.

“Even if the Limit Breaking Grandmaster were to face us, he wouldn’t dare to claim victory easily. Don’t think that you are invincible just because you beat Feng Cong.”

Xue Jing tilted his head: "I didn't say I was invincible."

"But, to beat you guys... I don't think I need to be invincible, right?"

Xie Yue laughed angrily, "You are just as sharp-tongued as in the video. I hope that when your limbs are cut off later, your mouth can still be as tough as it is now."

Xue Jing stretched out his right hand to the side, and an old, beautiful long sword flew towards him from somewhere and was held in his hand.

He lightly slashed at the floor diagonally, and with a whoosh, the sword energy rushed out, gravel and dust flew, and a deep and huge groove more than ten meters long was cut into the floor.

The divine silver-white permeated the pupils, the golden flames burned quietly, and the terrifying aura that shook the void radiated.

As everyone's pupils shrank in surprise, Xue Jing's mouth curled up into a wild smile:

"Ant... who allowed you to raise your head and speak?"

……

(End of this chapter)