The Dragon God of Destruction

The Dragon God of Destruction
Accepting the Challenge


The Sacred Light Sect


Trang!


“What?” Hu Peng who was staring that his attack was completely unable to scratch Jie Yan's skin was shocked.


“Stop getting here!” said Jie Yan coldly staring towards Hu Peng with his eyes that were purple whitish. That look was extremely cold and seemed to be able to bewitch someone.


“You...!” Hu Peng petrified for a while because of the extremely cold gaze of Jie Yan. He realized then looked at the referee, “Wasit, what the hell is this? Can someone interfere in the fight?”


The referee who heard that was silent for a while because it was true that if no one had given up yet, then one could not interfere in the fight. His gaze was fixed on Jie Yan.


Before the referee spoke, Jie Yan opened his voice, “The fight has finished.”


“No, not finished. You must compensate for meddling in the fight. Some of my subordinates have suffered at the hands of Tang Yueha, one of my subordinates only wants to teach a lesson that suits her. But you stopped him, even for the referee did not have the right to stop the fight if it did not threaten the life of one of the fighters.” Hu Long who appeared immediately spoke.


A frown appeared on Jie Yan's forehead, he knew that things would become even more troublesome.


“Sister, let me fight. I can definitely beat him!” Tang Yueha directly spoke as her qi seeped out.


“If I say stop, no word refute Yueha!” Jie Yan glanced back and his gaze looked extremely cold which made Tang Yueha petrified on the spot. He had never seen Jie Yan like that so he did not dare to speak anymore.


“So, how about this fight? If he steps down because of someone else's help without saying he gave up on his own, then you should compensate. And the compensation you must receive is to replace him against a cultivator of the same amount.” Hu Long said with an evil smile.


Su Mei and Yue-Yue who were far away would know that Hu Long's true target was Jie Yan. Not only for the two of them, even the other cultivators also thought the same thing because it also had to do with the matter that happened a few days ago when Hu Long's sister was knocked out by Jie Yan.


Even for Jie Yan to know, he had already realized that from the beginning. But he remained calm and looked straight at Hu Long.


“Call all your subordinates, I will fight him to replace Yueha.” Jie Yan said.


Hearing Jie Yan's remark, Hu Long's face brightened instantly. He immediately replied with an evil tone, “No need for anyone else, I will fight you alone. How?”


Jie Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes had detected the strength of Hu Long who had reached the eighth stage Emperor Realm level. Such strength was certainly taken into account by all disciples.


“How? You don't need to waste time fighting five cultivators. Interesting offer, right? Since you previously defeated my sister with one punch, then it will be no problem to fight me right?” Hu Long asked once more.


As Jie Yan heard that, he glanced towards Tang Yueha. Seeing the injuries, he became even more angry. At first he did not want to get into trouble but it seemed that trouble was approaching him.


As for Hu Long, he smiled evilly and then looked towards the referee.


“Good, the fight between the servant named Jie Yan against Hu Long will take place within minutes. Please for those of you who do not participate in the fight out of the arena.” The referee shouted very loudly. He was a little amazed staring towards Jie Yan for daring to fight Hu Long without having any cultivation at all.


“Kakak.” Tang Yueha was a little nervous about accepting the challenge from Hu Long. He knows that all this is due to him. After all, he was able to sense the monstrous overwhelming power of Hu Long. Without even checking, his instinct told him that Hu Long was extremely dangerous.


“Please wait on the edge of Arena.” Jie Yan's orders without staring at Tang Yueha.


Jie Yan's slightly cold tone made Tang Yueha not dare to refute. He did not know why he was a little afraid when he heard the cold tone from Jie Yan.


All of the cultivators who had originally approached were straight out of the Arena. The disciples immediately discussed with each other about the imminent fight.


All the disciples certainly knew that Jie Yan could defeat Hu Long's sister with a single blow. Therefore, all the disciples also reassessed Jie Yan's strength. But in the end, Hu Long was still made a whiz with the winning bet on Hu Long being 1/3 of the outcome at stake. As for Jie Yan, whoever placed a bet on him would get five times the amount wagered.


Anyone would be interested if to place a bet on Jie Yan but they all doubted that Jie Yan could win for not having any cultivation at all.


Meanwhile, Tang Yueha who heard the bet had directly put up all the spirit stones given by her father to her for supplies during her time in the Sect. The number was so large that the other disciples were speechless.


In a distant place, Su Mei who was staring at it shook her head as she felt that Jie Yan was simply wasting his life against Hu Long. Anyone knew clearly that Hu Long intended to finish Jie Yan off. Since Jie Yan had only thought of his status as a servant, the punishment for Hu Long would not be heavy, let alone be helped by the Hu Clan who was said to be a Strong Clan.


As for Yue-Yue, she looked towards Jie Yan with a blank look. He felt like he knew Jie Yan but the color of his eyes and hair were both completely different. Also, he felt that the fight that would happen later was not what all the other disciples thought.


“Are you two ready?” Asked the referee as he looked towards Jie Yan then at Hu Long.


The two nodded small without making any sound at all.


“The fight will be stopped if one of you gives up. Murder is strictly prohibited. If you both understand, then the match starts!” The referee shouted as he disappeared and kept his distance from the two.


Wussh!


Hu Long who was impatient to finish Jie Yan was instantly moving at his full speed. He arrived in a flash in front of Jie Yan then swung the sword that had appeared in his right hand.


“Death!”