Chapter 131: Are you ready to be f*cked up? (Part - 3)
"Which one of you pretty boys wants to get your teeth kicked in next?"
The humiliation of his crude taunt twisted the faces of the remaining four Bai Clan disciples’ faces with fury.
"Don’t be arrogant, bastard! We are going to peel your fucking skin off!" one disciple roared, trying to give it back to Gu Fan across the stage.
"You dare disrespect the Bai Clan?! I will beat you into meat paste!" another spat with bloodshot eyes, and he tightly gripped their heavy sabers.
But before they could even take a single step to execute their threats, the old man raised his hands and interrupted them.
"Hold your positions!" the old man commanded with a booming, authoritative voice, violently clasping his calloused palms together.
And suddenly a massive surge of Origin Realm Qi flooded into the ground, and the ruined stone platform beneath their feet suddenly began to rumble as if there was an earthquake.
And in front of everyone’s eyes, the stones began to move and repair themselves, seamlessly knitting the deep craters and cracked tiles back to their pristine, smooth state in a matter of seconds so the tournament could properly proceed.
As the magical repair finished and the brief pause settled over the stage, the sudden halt caused the Bai Clan disciples’ fury to rapidly evaporate.
As they looked right in front of them on the platform ground, their legs began to shake.
After the repairs all the blood that has been spilt so far was now pooled up in a watermelon size ball and floating mid air.
Their hearts began to pound heavily against their ribcage in fear as they realized they had just jumped headfirst into a literal meat grinder.
"We can’t back down now. We aren’t cowards," The Bai Clan disciple in the lead muttered gritting his teeth to rally his terrified brothers.
He was Bai Lei, popularly known as the Thunder Sorcerer of the inner court, and he channeled his 6th Stage Spirit Realm Qi to summon thick, violently crackling bolts of blue lightning around his body.
"We attack him together and crush his bones for the Patriarch!" Bai Lei commanded.
As he threw around orders, many lightning spears formed over his head. And he made the first move as he thrust his hands forward to unleash a massive, blinding barrage of lethal lightning spears directly at Gu Fan, while the other three disciples aggressively charged forward with their heavy, Qi-infused sabers drawn.
Gu Fan activated his movement technique and somersaulted right over the first volley of crackling lightning spears. And when he landed on his feet, he immediately twisted his torso sideways to let another deadly bolt shoot past his ribs.
Gu Fan danced through the blinding storm of blue thunder, leaning his broad shoulders flexibly far back so the final lightning spear zipped right over his nose.
And the next moment his body blurred into a phantom, as he dashed right into the middle of the three charging swordsmen within a single breath’s time.
The next moment his bare hand was covered in a thick, terrifying layer of his Heaven-Melting Corrosive Qi, turning his hand into a highly acidic blade that he ruthlessly chopped horizontally right across the first disciple’s chest.
"AGGHHH! Damnit!" The dark green acid instantly melted right through the first disciple’s defensive Qi and his outer armor, searing his flesh with agonizing burns as the boy collapsed to the ground, screaming and rolling in absolute agony while grasping his scorched chest, "What have you done to me?! Aagghh! What sorcery is this?""
But without stopping his momentum for even a single second, Gu Fan spun around and kicked the second disciple squarely in the kneecap, shattering the bone with a loud crack before grabbing the screaming boy’s collar and throwing him over his shoulder head-first into the platform, knocking him out cold without giving the poor guy a chance to even let the crowd know of his pain. No sympathy for him at all.
Meanwhile, seeing the state of his two fellow disciples, the third guy panicked and frantically swung his heavy saber aiming for Gu Fan’s head.
But Gu Fan easily caught the blade with his bare hand and melted the weapon into a toxic slag before driving his spiked knuckle straight into the boy’s rib cage forcing all the air from his lungs out as the disciple collapsed, vomiting bile and blood before passing out completely.
Finally when he was done dealing with the minions, Gu Fan turned his attention towards Bai Lei as he smiled mischievously, "Now it’s just you and me, girl. Let’s dance."
Now entirely alone, Bai Lei desperately summoned a massive, highly condensed orb of pure, crackling thunder Qi between his trembling hands, fully intending to unleash a violent, devastating attack to take the masked monster down.
"I will kill you even if I have to drag you down with me, you crippled bastard!" Bai Lei screamed like a manic, his eyes bleeding from the sheer overexertion of his meridians, but before he could even launch the crackling thunder orb, Gu Fan had already closed the distance between them.
Gu Fan swatted the massive lightning orb aside with his slap completely ignoring the painful electric shocks that managed to char his skin and burn the sleeves of his robes, before he formed a chop with his hands and struck directly across Bai Lei’s chest.
The heavy impact of his chop fractured Bai Lei’s sternum, which made the remaining lightning Qi backfire into his torn muscles, causing Bai Lei to cough up a massive fountain of blood before he crashed heavily onto his knees and slumped unconscious onto the stage.
Finally in the end Gu Fan was the only one who remained standing as the sun began to set in the distance casting long shadows.
Gu Fan stood in the center of the stage, completely surrounded by twitching, groaning bodies.
Meanwhile his system worked in overdrive to replenish his Vitality and expended Qi from his parasite hosts.
The massive crowd of spectators went completely silent as no one dared to even breathe loudly as they stared at the crippled demon who had just effortlessly thrashed seven elite Spirit Realm without taking a single serious injury.
While the crowd was silent in awe of Gu Fan’s display of power, up in the highest pavilion, the sect elders leaned forward in their luxurious seats, their eyes burning with intense, greedy awe.
They could hear the murmurs from down below. They knew the backstory of Gu Fan’s and how he was the crippled, illegitimate son of the Gu Clan’s Patriarch.
But how could a cripple suddenly cultivate out of nowhere and beat such strong Spirit Realm Cultivators?
They had never seen a junior with such monstrous and deadly poison arts.
But they did not really care in the how and why or his back story. They wanted him for their sects at any cost.
While the sect elders were busy plotting how they were going to get Gu Fan, Patriarch Bai Haoran practically ripped his own hair out over the total, humiliating thrashing of his disciples.
On the other hand, Manager Su Mei gracefully stood up from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s seating area with a highly satisfied smile. She never had any doubt.
She elegantly smoothed down the front of her dress and slowly descended the stone steps toward the blood-soaked stage, her wide hips swaying seductively with every deliberate step while her massive, pale breasts bounced invitingly under the tight silk fabric.
As she reached the last step of the stairs, she finally stopped and looked up at Gu Fan with her eyes masked with devotion and a hint of lust.
She subtly bit her lower lip and secretly winked at him, not really worried if anyone noticed her before putting up a professional smile.
"The rules of the tournament are completely absolute, and since the sun has finally set and no one else dares to step onto Stage Two to challenge him, Gu Fan, I officially declare Young Master Gu Fan the undisputed champion of the Spirit Realm bracket!" Su Mei announced loudly, her sultry, echoing voice easily carrying across the completely stunned town square.
The massive crowd finally erupted into roaring cheers as common folks, the rogue cultivators and even Gu Clan disciples celebrated the massive upset, thrilled to watch the underdog story unfold in front of their very eyes.
Su Mei smiled beautifully as she raised her hands to quiet the buzzing crowd, her eyes remaining completely locked onto Gu Fan as she absolutely loved how dominant and savage he looked right now.
"As the generous sponsor of this esteemed tournament, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion always honours its bets and its prized champions," Su Mei purred smoothly, her voice dripping softly.
"I will personally see to it that the winners receive their rewards," Su Mei spoke with a mischievous smile on her face.
"And if necessary," Su Mei turned her gaze towards Gu Fan, "I will even personally visit the winners to deliver their well-earned rewards."
"So please make sure your doors are completely unlocked for me."
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