The Dragon King felt an icy chill enveloping his entire being.
It was only now that he understood why Xiao Qingdi had never taken him seriously. Behind Xiao Qingdi wasn’t just the Champion Marquis, but also Ninety-Thousand-Year-Old.
Despair sank deep into the Dragon King’s heart.
“Old Chen, what are you waiting for? Kill that boy!” Xiao Qingdi ordered the grey-robed elder once again.
“Yes!” As Old Chen approached Ye Qiu, he raised his hand, but then the voice of the Dragon King reached his ears.
“Young Master Xiao, if I am willing to submit, would you then spare Ye Qiu’s life?”
“No.” Xiao Qingdi pointed at Ye Qiu and declared, “I must kill him!”
The Dragon King’s expression turned icy, and in an instant, a formidable intent to fight emanated from him.
Xiao Qingdi remained indifferent, but the grey-robed elder suddenly turned his head, his gaze sharp as he stared at the Dragon King.
Though the Dragon King was afflicted with a strange poison and his life was hanging by a thread, he was once a formidable figure on the Tiger Ranking, and his imposing presence still lingered.
However, the fighting spirit that the Dragon King exuded lasted for less than five seconds before dissipating like the tide, and with a long sigh, he said, “Young Master Xiao, you’re really forcing my hand.”
Xiao Qingdi sneered at the Dragon King, “Oh? You still want to protect him? Don’t forget, you’re like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river—hardly able to save yourself. If you insist on intervening, you’ll only die faster.”
“I know.” The Dragon King spoke calmly, “But Ye Qiu has saved my life. Now that he is in mortal danger, how can I stand by and do nothing?”
“I’m curious, how do you plan to save him?” Xiao Qingdi asked with a playful smile on his lips.
“Young Master Xiao, if I trade my life for Ye Qiu’s, would that be acceptable?”
The Dragon King’s words sent shockwaves through the crowd.
No one had expected that for the sake of a minor character, the Dragon King would be willing to trade his life.
Ye Qiu was deeply moved. He and the Dragon King were not particularly close, yet the Dragon King was willing to trade his own life for Ye Qiu’s safety.
Such a heavy debt of gratitude!
“Hahaha…” Xiao Qingdi laughed heartily as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, “You think you’re in a position to negotiate terms with me?”
“If you wish to die together, I can accommodate that.”
“As for trading one life for another, it’s nothing but a foolish dream!”
“So there’s no room for discussion?” The Dragon King’s body once again surged with a tremendous fighting spirit.
“I will kill, and no one can stop me.” Xiao Qingdi made his stance clear.
The Dragon King also made his stance known: “Zhao Yun, fight!”
“Yes!”
Zhao Yun had been waiting for the command, and upon hearing the Dragon King’s order, he stepped forward, his entire being like a javelin, exuding an unstoppable sharpness.
A flash of anger crossed Xiao Qingdi’s eyes, and he clenched his fists, ready to step forward, but then he heard the grey-robed elder say:
“Young Master, there’s no need to use a butcher’s cleaver to kill a chicken. Allow this old man to handle it.”
The grey-robed elder then approached Zhao Yun, stopping three meters away. He sized up Zhao Yun and said with a smile, “Not bad, one foot already on the threshold of the Tiger Ranking. If you hadn’t met me, your name would surely appear there next time.”
“Unfortunately, you’ve met me.”
“So, you’ll never make it onto the Tiger Ranking in this lifetime. Of course, you have other options, such as following me and pledging loyalty to the young master. How about it?”
“Enough talk.” Zhao Yun finished his sentence and threw a punch straight at Old Chen’s face.
“Court death!”
Old Chen’s eyes flashed coldly, and his body suddenly soared into the air with incredible speed, his foot striking Zhao Yun’s chest.
Bang!
Zhao Yun was sent flying.
Clang—
He crashed heavily to the ground.
Boom!
Zhao Yun quickly got up from the ground and threw another punch at Old Chen’s chest.
This time, he was cautious, always on guard for Old Chen’s feet as he punched.
But just as his fist was about to hit Old Chen, only two centimeters away, his vision blurred, and Old Chen’s figure disappeared.
Where did he go?
Zhao Yun was on high alert.
At that moment, a gust of wind hit his ear.
Not good!
Zhao Yun hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.
Bang!
A sharp pain in his stomach, and Zhao Yun’s body was once again sent flying, crashing five or six meters away.
Puh!
Zhao Yun spat out blood.
The entire scene was in shock.
Zhao Yun was the Dragon King’s personal bodyguard, known for his fighting prowess, a fact nearly everyone in Jiangzhou was aware of.
Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Zhao Yun only lasted two moves against Old Chen.
Was this old man really that powerful?
The Dragon King’s face grew solemn. Zhao Yun’s skills were close to those of a Tiger Ranking master, yet he was easily defeated by Old Chen. This could only mean that Old Chen’s skills were not inferior to those at the top of the Tiger Ranking, or perhaps…
He was on par with a Dragon Ranking master!
Trouble!
The Dragon King felt a heavy weight in his heart. If he hadn’t been poisoned, perhaps he could have held off Old Chen for a while, but now his days were numbered, and his skills had greatly diminished after being poisoned. If Zhao Yun couldn’t defeat Old Chen, how could he possibly stand a chance?
Nevertheless, as a major figure, he was anxious inside but kept a calm demeanor on the outside.
He took out his phone and sent a message.
But just then, Old Chen’s figure flashed, instantly appearing in front of Zhao Yun, grabbing one of Zhao Yun’s arms with each hand and squeezing hard.
Crack crack!
Two crisp sounds, and Zhao Yun’s arms were disabled.
Instantly, cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yun’s forehead, his face turned pale, and a massive pain spread throughout his body from his arms.
Yet, he let out a cry of pain.
Old Chen sneered, “A mere glimmer trying to outshine the bright moon, how naive!”
Bang!
He kicked Zhao Yun away.
Old Chen’s ruthlessness subdued everyone present.
Feng Youling, upon witnessing this scene, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile of successful scheming. Then he glanced at the Dragon King and thought to himself, after today, there would be no Dragon King in Jiangzhou.
But at that moment, Ye Qiu, who had been standing behind Bai Bing, suddenly ran to Zhao Yun’s side.
He grabbed one of Zhao Yun’s arms, quickly kneaded it a few times, and then a “crack” sound was heard.
Following that, he repeated the method on Zhao Yun’s other arm, and soon another “crack” was heard.
“Brother Zhao, your bones are set. Try moving them.” Ye Qiu said.
Zhao Yun moved his arms and was shocked to find that they had recovered.
“Ye Qiu, thank you.” Zhao Yun said gratefully.
“If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have been hurt. I should be the one thanking you.” Ye Qiu replied.
Seeing that Zhao Yun’s arms were healed, the Dragon King breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Qiu with increasing admiration, and thought to himself, this young man’s medical skills are exceptional. Given time, he will surely become a legendary healer!
On the other side.
Old Chen’s face looked unpleasant. He turned his head to look at Xiao Qingdi, who snorted coldly.
“Hmph!”
Old Chen immediately understood his young master’s thoughts, a fierce killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he moved his feet, “whoosh,” like an arrow, he charged towards Ye Qiu.