At that moment, when Bai Ze heard those words, killing intent flashed through his eyes. Sure enough, the ambush last time had been arranged by them.
He turned his head and calmly glanced at the other party, spitting out two words.
"Trash!"
"You..."
Hearing Bai Ze actually call him trash, Chang Wen, the little tyrant, had never suffered such mockery before.
Just as he pointed at him and was about to make a move, Li Qiuyu's icy voice came from beside them.
She said, "Chang Wen, this isn't your Chang Family."
"If you dare make a move now, I'll immediately tell my father to revoke your qualification to compete."
"Qiuyu, I..."
"Who are you? Are we that familiar? Is Qiuyu a name you can call?"
"Fine, fine, fine. Then we'll meet in the arena."
Seeing Li Qiuyu's cold face and forceful attitude, the fury in Chang Wen's heart burned even hotter.
The killing intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed. After fiercely glaring at Bai Ze behind her, he turned and walked forward.
After he left, the chill on Li Qiuyu's face eased considerably. She said, "Ignore him. If not for the Chang Family, he would have died eight hundred times over."
"If you run into him during the competition later, you still need to be careful."
"If it really comes down to it, just admit defeat. With my father here, he definitely won't dare act recklessly."
"Alright."
Bai Ze nodded calmly at those words, but in his heart, he had already sentenced Chang Wen to death.
Though he could not kill him outright for now, blades and swords had no eyes. What could Chang Wen do if Bai Ze crippled him then?
And while they continued lining up to draw lots,
Chang Wen had already finished drawing his lot and returned to his family's side.
Everyone could feel the anger on his face, and they could not help taking several steps back to avoid being caught in disaster for no reason.
He swept his gaze over the competitors and said in a low voice, "Remember this. If any of you run into that Li Family bastard named Bai Ze, go straight for the kill. I'll bear the consequences."
"Yes."
"Rest assured, Second Young Master."
The four people beside him immediately responded respectfully upon hearing this.
If the lots had not only contained numbers, making it impossible to determine who would face whom, he might even have switched them to fight Bai Ze directly.
Just then, a man suddenly walked over, his entire body exuding an effeminate aura.
He was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, hiding in the shadows and ready to deliver a fatal blow to an enemy at any time.
Seeing Chang Wen's furious appearance, he said sinisterly, "Xiao Wen, your state of mind is in turmoil."
"The Contention Battle is about to begin. Do you want me to help you calm it down?"
"N-No need."
Upon suddenly hearing his older brother Chang Anke's voice, Chang Wen could not help shuddering all over and hurriedly shook his head.
Though others called him the little tyrant, before his older brother, he was nothing more than a little lamb.
After all, only he truly understood Chang Anke's viciousness.
If Chang Wen was a ferocious tiger, then Chang Anke was a sinister and cunning venomous snake.
Chang Anke calmly glanced at him before walking toward the other side.
After all, once the Blood Changing Realm martial artists finished their matches, the competition for those under twenty-five with no realm restrictions would be the main event.
Only after seeing his older brother leave did Chang Wen finally breathe a sigh of relief.
But then he grew even angrier, his eyes fixed firmly on the Li Family's direction. He had clearly come to hate Bai Ze completely.
Before, it had been because of Li Qiuyu; now, it was pure hatred for Bai Ze.
Unless he hacked Bai Ze into a thousand pieces, it would be impossible to ease the hatred in his heart.
Meanwhile,
Bai Ze seemed to sense it as well and turned his head.
Seeing Chang Wen's killing-filled gaze and his expression as though he wanted to devour someone alive, Bai Ze merely sneered in disdain.
Chang Wen, on the other hand, became even more enraged when he saw this, yet there was nothing he could do for the moment.
At this time, the Resource Contention Battle officially began. As the referee's words fell, two Blood Changing Realm martial artists stepped onto the platform.
The first match was between competitors from the Wang Family and the Liu Family.
Once both sides confirmed, they immediately began a fierce battle.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The two of them fought with all their strength, showing no mercy in any move.
After a fierce exchange, the Wang Family martial artist won, though he was seriously injured.
Bai Ze's expression did not change in the slightest after watching the battle.
Although they were much stronger than the Blood Changing Realm martial artists he had encountered before, there was no difference to Bai Ze.
After the first match ended, the battles that followed continued.
There were truly only a few people worth Bai Ze's attention.
Just then, after the previous match ended, it was Li Qiuyu's turn to take the stage.
Her expression was cold, and her swordsmanship was exceptionally fluid. She attacked decisively.
After her opponent forcibly held on for more than ten moves, Li Qiuyu successfully claimed victory.
By Bai Ze's estimation, her Blood Changing Degree was at least fifty percent.
After all, the battle had ended in a crushing victory, and she might not even have used her full strength.
After Li Qiuyu stepped down and returned to where they had been standing, a faint smile appeared on her face. She said, "So? My swordsmanship isn't bad, right?"
"I trained especially hard for this competition."
"Mm, it was very good."
Bai Ze could not help praising her. Her swordsmanship had clearly reached Great Accomplishment.
Though her swordplay looked fluid and unpredictable, it already carried the feeling of lifting heavy weights as lightly as feathers.
As the two watched the matches on the platform and discussed them,
the referee announced the next match.
This time, it was Li Family Blood Changing Realm martial artist Li Mingyang's turn. After taking only a few steps, he saw Chang Wen walk out.
Chang Wen leaped onto the arena, carrying a nearly one-and-a-half-meter-long broadsword and staring this way with a fierce gaze.
He had clearly been unable to wait any longer.
Although his opponent this time was not Bai Ze, he was still from the Li Family, so Chang Wen intended to vent his anger on him first.
Chang Wen stared at the person before him and said in a deep voice, "You're unlucky to have run into me today. If you want to blame someone, blame that bastard Bai Ze!"
"The match begins!"
Following the referee's command,
Chang Wen dragged his broadsword and charged forward, moving at incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived before his opponent. He planted his feet on the ground and leaped fiercely upward.
Gripping the broadsword with both hands, he swung it halfway around and hacked down viciously.
Boom!
As a thunderous collision rang out,
Li Mingyang was forced to stagger backward again and again despite resisting with all his strength.
His hands had already begun trembling uncontrollably from the impact.
But Chang Wen, now consumed by rage, did not care about any of that and continued his savage assault.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Every slash he delivered seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jun.
Facing such ferocious attacks, Li Mingyang was completely unable to withstand them. His blood and qi had already been jolted injured, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
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