Under Ling Xiao’s icy gaze, apart from that Wu Zonglian who still had some composure, the others were practically like rabbits spotting a wolf.
“What’s that? Anyone else want to follow his example and kneel to apologise to me? Or shall we go to the beast arena for a spar?”
Ling Xiao’s eyes carried a hint of disdain and coldness.
No one dared to take up Ling Xiao’s challenge, not even Wu Zonglian.
Although Wu Zonglian believed he could win, fighting to the death here for a few spirit stones was utterly meaningless to him.
“Since you dare not fight or kneel to apologise, just keep your mouths shut. Useless people should just stay useless!”
Ling Xiao sneered. That Wu Zonglian’s strength was indeed not weak, probably weaker than Tantai Lingzi but slightly stronger than Leng Hao. However, in front of him, he was far from an expert.
The surrounding crowd cast mocking glances at the Sword King Sect disciples. But since this was Sword King City, many inwardly despised these cowards who talked big but did nothing, yet they dared not speak out easily.
Ling Xiao paid no more attention to those Sword King Sect disciples. After handing over ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, he leapt into the beast arena.
The area here was vast, much larger than the sect’s internal sparring ground, covering an estimated ten or more acres. Many warriors who felt constrained on the sparring stage found this place quite comfortable.
As soon as Ling Xiao jumped into the beast arena, he sensed a sinister, evil aura rushing towards him, causing his brows to furrow slightly.
It was the terrifying aura emitted by the Immortal Prisoner King.
This fellow’s murderous aura was truly formidable, likely forged from having killed far too many people, resulting in such a terrifying killing intent.
Of course, compared to Ye Gushan’s martial soul killing aura, it paled in comparison.
“Little kid, you’ve got some guts. But I’m not one to show mercy, even if you’re a child. I’ll kill without hesitation!”
The chains on the Immortal Prisoner King had all been removed.
He twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, then looked at Ling Xiao with a fierce yet contemptuous gaze.
In his eyes, Ling Xiao was simply here to die.
“That’s for the best!”
Ling Xiao said calmly.
If the opponent showed mercy, it would defeat the purpose of training.
“Such boldness!”
The Immortal Prisoner King suddenly leapt up. He stood nearly two metres tall, with an extremely robust body, yet his jump was remarkably agile, almost like a giant gorilla.
Speed!
Power!
Precision!
These three blended perfectly, no wonder he could kill so many opponents of the same realm.
“Let’s test it out!”
Ling Xiao let out a low hum, his hands rapidly tapping the air nine times, sending nine qi swords slicing through the air.
Each qi sword emitted a whistling sound, strong enough to easily kill a ninth-level mortal realm warrior.
Though he didn’t even use a martial technique, this ordinary qi sword attack was already formidable enough.
The Immortal Prisoner King, who had just leapt up, saw the qi swords coming but didn’t dodge. Instead, he swung his fists, smashing fiercely at the qi swords.
His hands were wrapped in thick chains, likely the ones that once bound him.
These were no ordinary chains but rare treasure-grade chains, a type of offensive magical weapon.
The nine qi swords were completely shattered by the Immortal Prisoner King’s fists, though his attack was halted as a result.
However, Ling Xiao raised his hand again, and another nine qi swords shot out.
This time, the qi swords were faster, and the Immortal Prisoner King failed to destroy them all. About four or five struck his body.
Yet, to Ling Xiao’s surprise, the Immortal Prisoner King showed no signs of injury. Instead, he shouted excitedly.
“Thrilling! So thrilling!”
Not only that, Ling Xiao noticed that about one-tenth of the Immortal Prisoner King’s hair had turned red, exuding a strange and eerie vibe.
“No wonder this guy remains undefeated. Such formidable defence is not something an ordinary half-step Heavenly Venerable with one-tenth power can break through. Without special abilities, facing him is a dead end!”
While probing, Ling Xiao gained a clearer understanding of this Immortal Prisoner King.
“Not bad, kid. You’re not as weak as I thought. But it’s useless. Your attacks are like scratching an itch to me.”
The Immortal Prisoner King said disdainfully.
Ling Xiao didn’t respond, continuing his relentless attacks.
Then he noticed the Immortal Prisoner King’s hair gradually turning red.
One-tenth!
Two-tenths!
…
Eventually, it turned completely red!
“Hahaha, fool, didn’t you see my hair turn red?”
The Immortal Prisoner King burst into laughter. His entire body’s true essence turned red as well. At this moment, he seemed like a different person, his strength equivalent to a half-step Heavenly Venerable with two-tenths power.
This guy actually had such a trick. No wonder he kept winning.
“I saw it. So what?”
Ling Xiao showed a hint of disdain.
He knew there was something odd about the hair and deliberately wanted to see what it was. Otherwise, this fight would have ended long ago.
“Since you saw it, go die!”
The Immortal Prisoner King roared, his fists suddenly turning crimson, even the chains wrapped around them glowing red.
Molten Fire Chains!
The crimson chains lashed out like two massive fire snakes, completely entangling Ling Xiao.
The flames burned fiercely, the chains tightening as if they meant to crush Ling Xiao into pieces.
“That kid is done for!”
“Sigh, caught by the Immortal Prisoner King’s Molten Fire Chains. No one has ever survived that move. What a fool.”
“He deserves it for standing there motionless like an idiot!”
“He was practically asking to die!”
Seeing Ling Xiao entangled by the chains, which tightened further, the spectators in the stands showed expressions of dissatisfaction.
They had thought this kid had some skill and could last a bit longer, but the fight ended so easily?
However, the next moment, their eyes widened in shock.
“Ah!”
The one screaming in agony wasn’t Ling Xiao, who was bound by the chains, but the Immortal Prisoner King holding them.
At this moment, the Immortal Prisoner King frantically threw off the chains, his hands already charred black.
“What a fool, playing with fire against me? You’re far too inexperienced.”
Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully. The hellfire he had obtained from the Ancient Hell Dragon was far more terrifying than the Twelve Holy Fires.
“This kid is too weird. What did he do? How did the Immortal Prisoner King’s hands get burned?”
Most of the spectators couldn’t comprehend this bizarre phenomenon. They didn’t even know how Ling Xiao had struck.
“Your defence is strong. Let’s see how it holds up today!”
Ling Xiao left a calm remark, his figure flashing suddenly, turning into a strange afterimage. In an instant, he was in front of the Immortal Prisoner King.
The chains on his body had already broken into pieces, falling to the ground.
