Ayong walked with long strides out of the now silent battle arena. In his heart, he felt a deep sense of relief; the victory over Akeng was not just about crippling the opponent, but also about breaking down the arrogance of a friend who had now transformed into an enemy.Akeng, who used to bully his group, had finally fallen into his hands.A cold wind blew slowly, creating a swirl that seemed to dampen the excitement surrounding the victory. A moment of silence enveloped Ayong as he walked further and further, lost in the stillness that surrounded him.However, his eyes fell on the face of Yizhan who was sitting in the stands. Ayong's expression instantly changed.Yizhan seemed to be shouting, but the sound of his shout was drowned out by the roar of the wind that was getting stronger, accompanied by a piercing cold.Yizhan's mouth moved, but no sound could be heard. Ayong sharpened his sense of hearing, then instinctively read the movement of Yizhan's shouting lips."Look behind yo

Not long after, Zhang Fen said to Eadric Rong from the corner of the arena that was shrouded in tension."Good! You're really brave, young man. But I want to see..." his eyes flashed dangerously, "whether you will survive in this Hunduan Yaosai. Don't call me Zhang Fen, or you won't be rewarded for your arrogance!"After uttering that threat, Zhang Fen immediately picked up his unconscious cousin Akeng, and carried him out of the arena with haughty steps. No one dared to speak there.The arena was truly like a tense graveyard atmosphere.Silence!There was no cheering and hailing Ayong as the rightful winner. Why was that? The answer is simple. Everyone was currently thinking hard about how to return all their energy stones that had been gambled away at the famous Emerald Gambling House in Ghost Town.+++The Emerald Gambling House was not the only gambling house in Ghost Town that was shrouded in eternal mist. Although there were many similar gambling houses scattered across the city

It was still early afternoon when Eadric Rong sat leisurely at the White Beard's Wine Tavern with his two friends, Ayong and Yizhan. Even though the tavern was filled with hunters relaxing, their conversation was loud, as if there was no one else in the world around them.Occasionally, laughter echoed from their table, especially when Yizhan described the technique Ayong had used to defeat Akeng in the arena. The story seemed to bring the atmosphere to life."And the thing that really surprised me," Ayong said, still in disbelief, "was that gentle movement like a strange sword move could make Akeng's sword break. In fact, it's an extremely rare spiritual sword!"Eadric Rong only smiled at Ayong's praise for the Nine Swords of Kunlun.Meanwhile, Yizhan, who was already getting bored with the story, rolled his eyeballs. His expression clearly showed disinterest in the seemingly endless story."Brother Guo," Ayong suddenly changed his tone of voice. His face became serious as he asked cu

"Will I kill you, or will you choose to kill yourselves?" Eadric Rong's voice sounded cold and sharp, like piercing ice. "If I'm the one to finish you off, that death won't come easily. Choose, before my patience runs out!"The three ninjas shivered. They looked at each other, hesitated, and in an instant, they nodded, as if in silent agreement."His skill is too high... We're just dust before him," one of the ninjas said in a trembling voice."He's a Banxiang expert! In front of him, all of us half-Kaishi are like ants before a giant..." added the other ninja, his voice almost muffled with fear.In an instant, the three realized there was no way out. They stood stiffly, deciding to take the final step.Eadric Rong remained silent, staring at them with an expressionless cold face, not showing the slightest feeling.A horrifying scene unfolded in front of him, as he saw the three ninja figures staggering around with foaming mouths.Their faces were instantly blackened.Without a fight,

However, it was different with Yizhan.Yizhan's confidence wasn't as strong as Ayong's. Although he had learned the Dragon Claw Art, he had never actually dueled against a comparable opponent. Although there were sparring exercises with Ayong, he always doubted whether Ayong might feign weakness just to please him."In front of everyone, and against this Silver Wolf Boss, I will prove that I am not trash!" Yizhan thought with determination.With great concentration, Yizhan flowed Qi from his dantian, molding it until it permeated his hands.Instantly, his hands became as hard as steel, stronger than anything he had ever felt. His resolute face stared intently at the Silver Wolf Boss, ready to face whatever was coming."If I lose to you, I swear never to use martial arts again. This training will all be for nothing!" he hissed hoarsely, holding back the anger and fear within him.As if he understood Yizhan's threat, the Silver Wolf Boss growled loudly. With incredible strength, he rais