"Damn it, he's actually turning his back on me!" Cen Sen suddenly got angry.

  "I'll come and experience the power of the Martial Emperor for myself!" Cen Sen bellowed, gripping a blood-colored battle knife as he charged forward.

  "Hmm?" Jiang Zan furrowed his brow, sneered coldly, and suddenly turned around, kicking out with one foot, which brought forth a sharp gust of wind.

  Two massive forces collided, Jiang Zan floated by, while the space around Xun Sen seemed to warp and distort, filling with a blue-green light.

  "Boom!"

  The area where Cen Sen was located completely exploded, and in an instant, the area was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

  "It's almost dead." Jiang Zan was confident, but if he were to face this attack himself, he would likely be seriously injured.

  However--?

  The explosion was only a few hundred meters away from Jiang Zan, and a residual shadow burst out of the explosion site, with a blood-colored war knife stabbing directly into Jiang Zan's heart.

  "Seeking death!" Jiang Zan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood-colored war knife, twisting his palm to make the knife rotate and counter-stab into Xun Sen's body. The knife sank in another inch, then with a swift slash upwards, it tore open a massive gash nearly half a meter long. With a wave of his hand, Jiang Zan sent Xun Sen flying.

  Cough...cough...

  He coughed up two more mouthfuls of fresh blood, and Shen Sen stood suspended in mid-air, his body bearing a terrifying knife wound and a terrifying palm print. Under the fading sunlight, it looked exceptionally horrific.

  "I'll take you down!" Without hesitation, Cen Sen transformed into a flash of light once again, attacking the arrogant Jiang Zan.

  "Hmph, a thing that doesn't know life from death," Jiang Zan sneered, facing Xun Sen's almost desperate attack, Jiang Zan simply struck out with a ruthless palm!

  Pong!

  Cen Sen was blown back hundreds of meters, after which Cen Sen once again stood firmly in mid-air, gazing at Jiang Zan not far away. At this moment, his wound burst open and blood sprayed out wildly, his face deathly pale.

  "If you kill yourself now, maybe death will look better on you." Jiang Zan said with a heartless cold laugh.

  "Hmph, even if I die, you'll have to pay the price."

  "Is it? You have that honor?" Jiang Zan said, and the air shook.

  A figure flashed before Cen Sen's eyes and suddenly appeared in front of him. Cen Sen only caught a glimpse of those cold, bloodthirsty eyes.

  Jiang Zan's seal emitted a dazzling light without hesitation.

  "Bam!" Cen Sen dodged too late and was directly hit by the palm print. He fell to the ground, smashing through a war platform underground, and was smashed into the rocks, creating a huge deep pit. Cen Sen's face turned pale and he stopped moving.

  Jiang Zan charged down without hesitation, one hand tightly pinching Xun Sen's neck, directly lifting him up.

  Slowly, step by step, Jiang Zan carried Xun Sen up to the ruined war platform, turning around in a circle.

  Cen Sen's neck was caught, breathing hard, his neck turned bright red upwards, and he struggled weakly with both hands, looking incredibly pitiful and helpless.

  "Is this really the best you've got for the decisive battle in Miroku State? You're incredibly strong! I'm so scared!"

  Jiang Zan's arrogant voice echoed throughout the entire arena, and in an instant, the cheering crowd fell silent.

  "You Hunan men are all flower vases, being supported by women? I, a senior, made it to the finals and got first place, but not even one of you can move your body. I'm begging you, just come up with someone who can last an hour in my hands! Half an hour is fine, one quarter of an hour! Ten minutes! Or else, anyone who can make me draw my sword will do, hahaha!"

  In an instant, the entire arena was filled with gasps and curses, but no one dared to come up. Jiang Zan was insulting Hun Luo State, but who in Hun Luo State could beat him?

  "Big brother, you're the most awesome! Go kill him quickly!" On the VIP stage, Little Demoness Xu Ying couldn't bear to watch anymore and pulled her big brother Xu Zilong, shouting.

  "Little sister, a battle at the level of Wu Emperor, among those under 30 in Luo Zhou, who has such strength? How can you ask me to go and die?" Xu Zilong's face turned ugly.

  "Hmph, none of you men dare to go up, I'll go kill him!" The little devil girl stomped her foot in anger and stood up directly.

  "Sister, stop messing around!" Xu Ziying immediately stopped the impulsive little witch on the other side.

  Not only on the VIP seat, almost everyone who heard Jiang Zan's blatant insult to Hun Luo State was indignant, and many people who had bet on him even threw away their betting slips. But what can be done, Jiang Zan continued to insult, still no one dared to go up.

  On the battlefield, Jiang Zan looked at the angry but helpless expressions of the people below with great satisfaction. He felt extremely pleased in his heart. Jiang Zan turned to look at Xun Sen who was being held by him again. At this time, Xun Sen was already on the verge of collapse. His hands were still weakly grasping Jiang Zan's wrists, hoping to pry open the hand that was choking his neck.

  "I told you, dying might be more becoming of you. How? Now you want me to let you go? Regret not killing yourself?" Jiang Zan sneered loudly at the people around him: "You, the greatest hero of Luozhou, are begging me to spare your life. Ah, my heart is soft, why don't I make him crawl under me and I'll pardon his life. However, he will have to represent all the men of Luozhou and crawl under me, do you people have any objections?"

  Jiang Zan said so, and suddenly the curses from below grew even louder. At the same time, several hot-blooded men, knowing they were no match for him, also rushed onto the stage.

  Boom boom boom...

  Everyone who rushed up was ruthlessly kicked flying by Jiang Zan, and even some of the weaker ones were directly kicked to death.

  "Hmm? What's wrong? You don't agree? Then send one of your men who can beat me, I'll admit defeat and crawl under his feet. Are you afraid to lose?"

  "Why don't I give it a try?" Just then, Yuan Ye rushed over from afar. Before he even arrived, his voice had already spread throughout the entire arena.

  Emperor Wu Jiang Zan deliberately used his inner energy to amplify his voice so that everyone could hear it, and Yuan Ye's voice was not the slightest bit weaker than Jiang Zan's. The momentum was unexpectedly evenly matched, and in an instant, the people around them applauded enthusiastically for Yuan Ye, hoping he could defeat this arrogant outsider.

  "Kill the stinking rogue!" Just then, the little demoness also jumped up from the VIP seat.

  "My god, I'm the center of attention just like this, can't you come up with a cooler name, what's with 'hooligan'? Am I that kind of person?" Yuan Ye felt annoyed in her heart and scorned Xiaomo for ten thousand times.

  Jiang Zan looked at Yuan Ye, his face revealing a ferocious expression.

  Yuan Ye ignored Jiang Zannan's murderous gaze and directly jumped onto the battlefield.

  "Little kid, I was just about to kill you, and yet you dare to come." Jiang Zan looked over with a cold, cruel gaze.

  "Do you have that kind of skill? Thinking you're so awesome, huh? In Hunan Province, there are countless 10- or 18-year-old kids who are martial arts masters. Just now, a little kid in split pants said you looked displeasing to the eye, but was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he'd accidentally knock you dead. So he asked me to come and teach you a lesson. People from Hunan Province are all very low-key, unlike you, who aren't humble."

  "You little scoundrel, I'd rather you die than live!" Jiang Zan suddenly charged towards Yuan Ye, his palm forming a claw with a faint blue glow flashing, directly grabbing at Yuan Ye's heart. It was the same move he used to kill Liao Ai earlier.