Yue Shan Intervenes, Killing Song Cheng

As Song Cheng was about to surrender, Lin Dong gave him no chance, sending several Primal Shuttles back and forth. At the same time, various first and second-grade Martial Arts were unleashed one after another on his hands.

Song Cheng gritted his teeth, feeling the same predicament Wei Tong had been in, utterly stifled.

This brat in front of him wasn't truly terrifying in terms of raw strength, but his relentless, continuous attacks were the most annoying.

Especially after fighting for so long and unleashing two Martial Arts, Song Cheng felt his Primal Energy was almost depleted, yet Lin Dong's Primal Energy showed no signs of exhaustion. It was simply unbelievable.

This made Song Cheng lose even more will to fight, wanting only to surrender. Although surrendering was embarrassing, especially for a renowned expert like himself.

But if he didn't surrender, according to the rules of a death match, Lin Dong could kill him on the spot.

Between death and humiliation, Song Cheng, a seasoned veteran, naturally chose to live to fight another day.

At this moment, with his will to fight gone, Song Cheng only defended against Lin Dong's attacks, not seeking opportunities to counterattack, only thinking of finding a chance to surrender.

"Bang!"

Lin Dong landed another punch on Song Cheng's abdomen, sending him flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft!"

Song Cheng crashed heavily onto the stage, kicking up dust.

After landing, Song Cheng quickly got up and shouted loudly.

"I surr..."

"Bang!"

Before Song Cheng could finish speaking, Lin Dong's fist smashed directly into his face, forcefully interrupting his words.

Yue Shan, watching from the stands, saw Lin Dong intending to beat Song Cheng to death on the spot and immediately shouted.

"Stop!"

However, Lin Dong ignored him and threw another punch at Song Cheng, dislocating his jaw.

Seeing that Lin Dong still wouldn't stop, Yue Shan became furious. Last time, Lin Dong had killed Wei Tong, causing the Blood Wolf Gang to lose the Blood Robe Sect, one of its key subordinates.

Now, with the Song Family finally pledging allegiance, how could Yue Shan allow Lin Dong to kill Song Cheng right in front of him?

If Song Cheng died, no one in Yan City would dare to pledge allegiance to the Blood Wolf Gang in the future.

"Brat, stop!"

Seeing Lin Dong about to strike again, Yue Shan could no longer sit still. He roared, stomped his foot, and leaped up, striking at Lin Dong with a palm.

As Yue Shan's palm descended, immense Primal Energy rapidly condensed into the shape of a small mountain, exuding a majestic aura of a mountain.

Yue Shan's sudden outburst shocked the countless spectators in the stands. No one expected Yue Shan to dare interfere in a death match. This was a death match, after all!

The rules of the death match were established by the Yan City Lord's Mansion itself. Anyone who dared to break them would be summoned by the City Lord's Mansion.

Xia Wanjin's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Yue Shan to have comprehended the intent of Form Creation.

However, despite his shock, Xia Wanjin did not hesitate. He also leaped up, striking Yue Shan with a palm.

Lin Dong's reaction was also extremely fast. Seeing Yue Shan's palm coming, he gathered all the Primal Energy in his body into his arms, the Devouring Power within him surging and covering his arms.

"Bang!"

The next moment, surging Primal Energy erupted, sending Lin Dong flying. While still in mid-air, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, after taking Yue Shan's palm strike, Lin Dong's eyes hardened, and his invisible Spiritual Power was forcefully activated.

At this moment, Yue Shan, having sent Lin Dong flying, sneered as he saw Xia Wanjin make his move. He turned and struck Xia Wanjin with a palm, blocking his attack.

"Boom!"

The powerful Primal Energy fluctuations unleashed by the two Great Perfection Primal Core Realm experts turned into gusts of energy that swept outwards, like fierce winds, making it difficult for those with weaker strength to breathe.

"Yue Shan, how dare you disregard the City Lord's Mansion's rules and interfere in a death match?"

Xia Wanjin landed on the stage, confronting Yue Shan. His expression was grim. He hadn't expected Yue Shan to have taken that step first.

The intent of Form Creation was the mark of a Form Creation Realm expert. Now that Yue Shan had comprehended it before him, he was no longer Yue Shan's match in terms of strength and would eventually be defeated.

"Hmph, Song Cheng had already surrendered. This brat still attacked. He violated the death match rules first. I was merely upholding the rules of the death match for the City Lord."

Yue Shan sneered, seeing this. This enraged Xia Zhilan and the others on the stage, and Xuan Su couldn't help but curse.

"Yue Shan, you are truly shameless! According to the rules of a death match, as long as one party hasn't clearly called out surrender, the death match isn't over. Even if a death pact is signed, even if one surrenders, the death match continues if the opponent doesn't agree. Your forceful intervention has already violated the rules of the death match!"

"Song Cheng has surrendered. Of course, if Lin Dong disagrees, the match can continue."

Yue Shan replied unhurriedly, a hint of mockery on his face as he looked at Lin Dong, who was slowly getting up from the ground not far away.

Although that palm strike hadn't completely crippled Lin Dong, it had severely injured him. Yue Shan believed that Lin Dong was definitely no match for Song Cheng now.

Behind Yue Shan, Song Cheng, who had also gotten up, gave Lin Dong a triumphant smile. However, the next moment, his smile pulled at his dislocated jaw, causing him to grimace in pain.

On the spectator stands, watching the verbal exchange between the two sides, Cang Wu chuckled. His gaze fell on Lin Dong, and a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes as he murmured softly.

"Although his aptitude is a bit lacking and his brain is a bit slow, he's barely passed."

As he spoke to himself, Cang Wu stretched his limbs, as if preparing for something.

On the stage, Lin Dong slowly got up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yue Shan standing not far away. Instead of being angry, he even grinned at him.

Seeing the smile on Lin Dong's face, Yue Shan's heart suddenly skipped a beat for some reason. He then heard Lin Dong suddenly speak.

"Sorry, I disagree!"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone froze, including Yue Shan and Song Cheng.

Immediately after, Song Cheng seemed to realize something and quickly tried to dodge. But then he heard several sounds of rushing wind. Yue Shan also noticed the commotion and quickly turned his head to look.

"Ch! Ch!"

The next moment, Yue Shan saw several black lights fly out from Song Cheng's throat, forehead, heart, and chest, carrying streaks of warm blood that splattered onto his face.