"Fan Shaoqing, what are you doing?"
The moment Liu Xuan saw his actions, he immediately grew tense.
The Seven Luminaries Sect and the Seven Stars Sect were sworn enemies locked in a life-and-death feud, and they had come to cause trouble for the Seven Stars Sect. If Fan Shaoqing truly killed Jin Yangtian with his own hands, there would be nothing Liu Xuan could do, while the other two sects would merely offer hollow pleasantries.
His concerns were not without reason.
But his reaction was still a step too slow.
By the time he spoke, Fan Shaoqing had already blasted apart the side wall of the resting room, fully exposing the scene inside to the Seven Stars Sect disciples watching the battle.
Inside the resting room, Zhang Chong and several disciples from the two sects were handing over treasures.
"Jin Yangtian, how can you be so shameless? You were shouting such pretty words just now, talking about borrowing treasures. What are you doing now, you bitch?"
"Elder Fan already announced the start of the match and told both sides to take the stage, then urged you twice more. Yet you were still borrowing treasures."
"What face did a bitch like you have to challenge Senior Brother Qin?"
"That's right! A bitch like you deserved to die. You actually did something so utterly shameless."
"You three sects are far too shameless. Not only did you use a wheel battle to gang up on our sect's disciple, you even brazenly lent treasures to one another. Who knows whether you used tricks like this to stab us in the back during the previous matches?"
Countless curses erupted, and in the blink of an eye, Jin Yangtian was forced completely silent.
He desperately wanted to point out that Qin Shaofeng had borrowed treasures first.