The Ghost of Fog
Chapter 64. Disarray

"He was otherwise one of the higher-ups of the Black faction Association" Chu Wei said with a face that implied a hint of fear.

Zhang Hongli's face grew red, indicating that he was getting angry.

While on top of the arena, Ling Shi had already bowed to that person in an extremely respectful manner since his life had been helped.

"Thank you I said to Senior" Ling Shi said as he lowered his body.

Suddenly, Chu Wei's words flashed through Zhang Hongli's mind. So this grandfather quickly said, "Hey what the hell is this!? Why would a black faction Alliance official defend the Yellow Bamboo Sticks college!? Try explaining the King of the Wands!!"

As soon as this remark was finished, that Lin Tian teacher immediately jumped up onto the arena, standing upright with sharp eyes and a grinning smile, looking towards the two of them.

"What's? The Black faction Alliance's higher-ups?"

"What's right!??"

"It turns out to be true, now this Yellow Bamboo Stick college is already filled with criminals!"

Audiences commented on Zhang Hongli's remarks just now. Of course for those from the white faction to be shocked and angry. Because, a college that they had known with his valiant and honorable football, had dared to ally with their great enemy.

For the warriors who came from the black faction also did not want to lose, they had even pulled out a weapon and brandished it aloft.

"No matter where you're full of criminals or whatever, the point is that this college is getting stronger and stronger after clean-ass and pretentious people like you guys step away from here!!" shouted one of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks college students.

"Although you are from the white class, do not think you can just demean and make fun of our group!!"

"If you're a dashing man, solve this problem with gunfights and punches!! Do you dare huh!!?" snapped at one of the black warriors who was armed with a large sword.

Ling Shi and the entire guest of honor as well as the college higher-ups turned red once in the face. They felt extremely wrathful and angry at Zhang Hongli's impassioned words.

They were also astonished, because despite the news of the state of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks college filled with criminals was widespread, it was widespread, however, they were sure that there was not a single piece of information that said the criminals were people from the Black faction Alliance. Now seeing how old old geezers knew about it, of course their hearts were shocked.

After Zhang Hongli's speech, the college officials as well as the distinguished guests and people who were on the stage, no one spoke. They all just kept quiet and looked intently at each other.

"Fucking teachers and students, I'll kill you!!" inner Ling Shi.

"That shit!!! how could he know if I was a person from the Alliance?" inner savior Ling Shi's.

The chatter on the part of the spectators was getting heated up. One or two people started hitting each other. They all defended their respective factions, arguing with each other to prove who was more right.

The old grandfather who had been sitting quietly in that most magnificent chair, slowly rose to his feet. This grandfather may be seventy years old, his body is thin and dry but his eyes are very clear and bright, indicating that his inner power level is already at a very high level.

Her clothes are so fancy. It was a golden yellow with a Hong bird painting on its chest. The rare-haired head was covered with a hat that looked almost like the hats of an emperor. If people only caught a glimpse, they would naturally think that this one grandfather was an emperor. He was the leader of the Yellow Bamboo Stick college, Feng Hu.

Once he had fully risen, his left hand moved upwards followed by his slow but very authoritative speech.

"Everyone, shut up!"

Instantly, the swearing and snapping that had previously been heard here and there instantly disappeared, replaced by a very silent silence.

"Listen..rather than we fuss to defend black and white, we better determine in the way of a swordsman. How about we ask four people from each faction to compete on the arena. The one who wins the most, he wins. Do you agree?" said Feng Hu.

"Agreed!!" a voice echoed from the very back of the crowd.

"Well, like that new manly and fair name!! Agree!!" exclaimed a man who, from the beginning of the match, watched from above the tree.

"Yes agree!!"

"Agreed!!"

Not to mention the echo of Feng Hu's voice disappeared, the spectators had already told each other to answer Feng Hu's offer.

Back Feng Hu raised his hand and said. "Then, who is the hero you want to propose to?" feng Hu asked the white people.

Clearly the old man was already thinking dirty and cunning. He certainly wants to see the white swordsmen, then he will choose his representatives to adjust to the opponent's situation.

This did not escape Zhang Hongli's jelly eyes. Then, quickly he said out loud, "My disciple and I will be the representatives of the white faction!!!"

This time Lin Tian did not reply, presumably this young man strongly agreed with his teacher's proposal.

"I'm going forward!!" said a hoarse voice that sounded very creepy. Even some of the people who were there, stood up their hair as soon as they heard this voice.

A second later, flashed a black shadow that instantly stood right beside Lin Tian. This young man was also surprised by the presence of the owner of the voice.

He was someone who was dressed in black from the tip of his hair to his feet, not even his hair was visible because it was covered in the hood of his robe.

His face was the most terrible, wearing a skull mask that was also equally black.

"I am the third person from the white party." again the creepy voice sounded.

Seeing the appearance of that strange person, Feng Hu was secretly acting wary. The next moment, he said again. The tone was still the same, sounding very calm and full of patience.

No one dared to respond to the remark before suddenly there was another person who had gone up on stage.

He was a forty-year-old middle-aged man in a simple peasant outfit. Do not forget also a wide hat that covers his head.

"I'm the fourth!!" he said loud and short.

"Alright.." replied Feng Hu while smiling cynically. Presumably this old man looked one eye at the four enemies.

Then once moving the hand gave a sign, in a row three people who had previously sat in the seats of the higher-ups darted quickly up onto the stage.

"We will be the representatives of the black faction!!" say the three men in unison.

"I also counted." chirped up a creepy man who had just saved Ling Shi.

"All right, let's get started! Who will go first!?" feng Hu asked as soon as Ling Shi, his disciple had already returned to the seat.

"Me!!" replied a farmer.

"Heheh.I am the opponent" said one of the leaders of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks.

As commanded, everyone other than the two people instantly jumped down from the top of the arena to give them space.

"Start!!" yelled Feng Hu giving a cue.

Without further ado, the two men had already darted forward in a row.

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"Bas based on a cowardly insult!! there's no deal between us to kill!!" shouted one of the white warriors.

"But there is also no agreement that prohibits us from killing each other right? Hehe.." said the Yellow Bamboo Sticks college official who was standing casually in front of the farmer's corpse.

Indeed, the farmer's swordsman had died cut off at the hands of the higher-ups. Of course this again makes a commotion among the audience. For those who are white, it is certainly not acceptable for the action. As for those who are black, they feel proud of the attitude and cruelty of the higher ups.

"Your-" said one of the warriors who had sown his sword, preparing to storm and complain with the arrogant higher-ups.

"Aarrayarghh!!!"

But before the swordsman had time to jump and attack, the top of the host college was already screaming in pain and collapsed to perish with the condition of a hollow neck.

The other three black faction representatives became shocked to death. When looking more carefully, it turns out that the hole in the neck was caused by a small knife that immediately shot through the neck of the victim.

"Hmphh!! You lowly dog, who's next!?" said the skull-masked swordsman who had jumped up and kicked the corpse of the higher-ups nonchalantly. As for the corpse of the farmer earlier, he lifted it slowly and gave it to the group of friends.

As soon as his words stopped, snatching a fierce wind that instantly pointed at his face. This warrior only snorted and climbed the wind with a punch that was no less powerful.

"Bummm!!"

There was an explosion when two huge forces collided. A second later, the skull mask warrior had already shot forward with all three blades in his hand, and one of the Yellow Bamboo Wand's college higher-ups had already passed forward with a sword transverse in front of his chest.

For a moment, there was a very intense and tense quarrel. May it be the skull swordsman who has hooked his knife to kill people before.

This is clearly visible with the pattern of his attack using a knife and occasionally the knife he threw even in a close state.

A hundred moves passed. When stepping into the hundred and ten, the skull warrior let out a loud cry and suddenly, eight knives from behind the sleeves of his robe shot out at high speed towards every path of deadly blood belonging to the opponent.

Seeing this dangerous attack, the thirty-year-old man with a trained reflex movement, threw himself aside while working his hands off.

"Trang-trangs"

Three knives fell and the rest only attacked the wind.

But before the position of the man returned to perfection, the skull swordsman was already behind him and ready to stab his neck.

"What's!? Goddamnit!!" the man shouted half surprised, half angry.

Then quickly he turned the sword and wanted to cut the skull swordsman's neck off. But it turns out that his movement is still losing fast with the movement of his enemy's left hand that has stuck a knife into his heart.

"Craapp....Aaakkh!!"

There was a cry of death and the man fell. Back college Yellow Bamboo Sticks had to lose one of the top brass who was quite valuable.

This incident made Feng Hu grit his teeth due to the already overflowing anger like a volcanic eruption.

"Kill him." he said slowly giving orders to two other representatives.

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