The Legends: The Tale of Immortality
Chapter 73: Aggressive Actions

"Why dirty again..."

Although Luo Hao only whispered softly, yet to the ears of cultivators who were as sharp as knives these words were certainly not off their radar.

Wei Lan also caught the reaction of her enemy without missing any details. His heart that had been tense from the beginning, was a bit stretched when he saw that the reaction he had predicted was manifest on his opponent.

Plan succeeded.

The spell he applied to Luo Hao was indeed more unique compared to the other techniques, but in general it was still not enough if it was to stem a cultivator as strong as Luo Hao. Of course this only applies to people who have a healthy rationality mind. And Wei Lan realized that Luo Hao was lacking this one point.

So he only took this opportunity to face Luo Hao based on the man's weakness. He did not have the wish to expect his technique to successfully push Luo Hao to his death, but he was confident that this plan was able to open up a greater chance of victory for him.

Luo Hao stared at the blood flowing in the tendrils of the plants that were increasingly tightening their snares on his bones and raised his free hand to grasp the tendril.

Krass!

With a single pull, the tendril was instantly torn apart by Luo Hao who completely did not take his eyes off the objects.

"Very disgusting..."

The light in both of Luo Hao's green pupils emitted a strong sense of depression as the young man moved a series of words with a choked tone like a broken sieve.

"Didn't I tell you before, secretly attacking someone else is a fraudulent act. Let alone making this unclean thing stick in my wound was an act that was not worthy of praise, Wei Lan."

Luo Hao raised his gaze to his interlocutor as he slowly began to tear apart the tendrils that were continuously regenerating and clinging around his figure.

"What if there are bacteria attached to these objects? They can make my wounds infected. Didn't you realize it?"

Without further ado Wei Lan directly attacked the moment Luo Hao's words were spoken. He disappeared into a fog that carried a faint dark green light before the fog split in two and floated each towards Luo Hao and Luo Hong.

Behind Luo Hao, a streak of silvery-white light cut swiftly towards Luo Hao's open neck. But before the silver light reached Luo Hao's skin, the young man raised his hand and deftly stopped the attack with both fingers.

As the gloved finger clamped tightly onto the silver beam of light, the audience could see that it was nothing but a dagger. Luo Hao used both of his fingers to catch the sharp weapon that should have already slashed the young man's neck.

Wei Lan's hidden figure faintly revealed half of her figure. Luo Hao twisted his neck at a considerable angle before giving the perpetrator who gave him the knife an empty look.

As Wei Lan's eyes smashed into Luo Hao's two green pupils that lost their luster, Wei Lan's heart slightly shuddered. This gaze that Luo Hao gave was extremely uncomfortable. This time he could feel more clearly that Luo Hao had changed.

This person seemed to be possessed by something and turned into an unknown stranger.

"Wei Lan. You are so evil."

Luo Hao's words were spoken slowly as if his tongue had become stiff inedible with age. After saying those words, Luo Hao raised a smile on his face. Those empty eyes moved up and formed a crescent moon.

"The wicked child will always be haunted by their nightmares."

A sharp glint flashed across both Wei Lan's green pupils and a burst of dark energy pierced into Luo Hao without hesitation.

Wei Lan who was the closest to Luo Hao was practically instantly thrown into the arena. The tendrils of plants that acted like living beings that had thoughts were also instantly crushed to small pieces of wood.

At the same time the gaping wound on Luo Hao's arm again spurted a huge flow of blood to half of the young man's body.

Luo Hao's blank gaze which met with a stream of red that did not stop staining his clothes, turned agitated and the bursts of strong emotions that appeared on his face were no longer hidden. Luo Hao hugged his blood-soaked clothes and bit his lips hard. The young man's breathing began to grow increasingly chaotic, and a soft, submerged murmur entered the ears of some people, "Truly annoying. The brat who makes a mess must be punished..."

After those words fell, a bad premonition lifted in the hearts of some people. Those in the arena stopped their movements while feeling the terrifying pressure that suddenly surrounded them with a degree of gravity that left people claustrophobic.

"What are you doing?! Stop that!"

Luo Hong who was facing Wei Lan's clone stared in shock at his colleague as he saw a burst of power that did not stop emitting out from Luo Hao. The alarm instantly sounded in his mind and the blonde elf snapped uncontrollably.

Currently not only the participants of the competition in the arena felt the horror that befell them, but the spectators outside the arena were all exposed to the effects of power that did not stop emitting out.

Everyone who felt the pressure of Luo Hao's strength instantly fidgeted. Some among the people who could guess Luo Hao's intentions immediately stood on guard.

"This is the pressure of a level 6 cultivator. Luo Hao intended to vent his strength on everyone," Wei Si An said in a cold tone. The friendly expression on his face had already been erased ever since Luo Hao made an aggressive gesture.

In the VIP room next door, Yue Qing Ye also had an aura of anger that she did not suppress at all, "This person wants to kill everyone."

"He broke the rules."

Luo Hao who caused the mass panic did not budge, however, an aggressive force did not stop emitting from the young man's body as if Luo Hao himself was isolated from his current surroundings and continued to be deaf to the condemnation his comrade shouted.

"Stop the Stupid Basis!"

"You're gonna kill those who sit in the bleachers, motherfucker!"

Luo Hong roared with unstoppable emotions. He himself had displayed his original strength and was emitting a bunch of advanced spiritual energy that was instantly entangled together with Luo Hao's threatening spiritual energy.

Anyone who had reached tier 5 cultivation would have understood Luo Hao's intentions. The power emanating from the young man's body acted like a bomb that stored fuel before it would explode when they were overloaded. Luo Hao's intentions clearly wanted to attack anyone around him with killing power.

Matches do not prohibit death, but the premise of the people involved is those who stand on the arena as fellow competitors. Luo Hao's actions that were also targeting the surrounding spectators had undoubtedly broken the rules of the competition.

The arena did have a mystical barrier boundary protecting the audience with the participants competing on the arena floor. However when facing the full attack of a level 6 cultivator, those who sat closest to the arena and were novice cultivators could have been seriously injured.

Luo Hao who was motionless, slowly raised his head with a blank look that was like a soul swaying and muttered, "Must be punished..."

"Luo Hao! Stop that!"

A fierce burst of power burst out from Luo Hao's body and instantly gushed out in all directions along with the deadly pressure swimming together.

"Bang!"