Chapter 187: All Three Legs Broken.
"Bang, bang!"
Two bodies landed on the ground, and blood gushed out, nearly staining the ground where Xuan Mo stood.
Then, "Ah..."
Unconscious and unable to react, Lofuki wailed, feeling only a piercing pain.
With a piercing scream, Xuan Mo tossed the now-legged Lofuki into the air and mercilessly kicked him again.
This time, however, the kick landed on Lofuki's third leg, sending him flying off the stage.
It all happened in a split second.
"Captain!"
"Lofuki!"
The Barak team's leader and the other three academies finally reacted after Lofuki was ejected.
When the Barak team's leader helped Lofuki to his feet, they discovered not only were his legs severed, but even the thing underneath had been completely shattered.
The leader's heart sank.
You have to know that Lofuki's father was extremely powerful in the Barak Kingdom. While Lofuki's injury had nothing to do with him, it certainly wasn't a burden, so his situation was essentially over once he returned.
Just then, Xuan Mo's voice rang out from the stage, "Why aren't you continuing? Are you trying to throw in the towel?"
Xuan Mo's words lit a powder keg, completely enraging the Barak team leader. He momentarily lost his temper and charged at Xuan Mo with fury.
"Leader Barak! What are you trying to do?!"
"I'll see who dares to touch my students! Are you courting death?"
As the referee appeared to intervene, two furious roars erupted from the Shrek spectator area, shocking the tens of thousands in the audience.
Immediately, none of the tens of thousands in the audience, save for a few, noticed the two men appear in the center of the arena. But their combined, unparalleled momentum instantly overwhelmed the Barak Academy.
Sensing the domineering, ferocious, and violent aura, even Ning Fengzhi and Platinum Bishop Salas in the VIP seats couldn't help but shrink.
On the stage, the team leader saw Zhao Wuji and Liu Erlong appear before him, each displaying eight spirit rings. His anger instantly vanished, and a cold sweat streamed down his face.
Xuan Mo, a Shrek student who had been raised by Zhao Wuji and his team, couldn't possibly allow him to be bullied by Barak's men. Furthermore, Zhao Wuji and his team had already been aiming for Barak, so now with such a prime opportunity, it was inevitable that they would take action.
"This is a competition. What do you want?"
Platinum Bishop Salas had risen from the VIP seats at some point, his gaze icy at both teams. Even Ning Fengzhi stood up and looked at Barak. After all, their actions were violating the rules of the competition organizing committee, yet Shrek had a deep friendship with him.
The team leader, having finally realized what was happening, now looked guilty and terrified. He quickly bowed to the VIP seats. "Master Platinum Bishop, please calm down. I'm accusing the Shrek Academy team of malicious assault and requesting their disqualification from the tournament."
Just as Saras was about to speak up for Barak, a treacherous voice suddenly rang out.
"Haha! You're talking nonsense! Accidents are natural in tournaments. We're deeply sorry that the captain of this team is in this state, but it wasn't intentional."
Flanders, accompanied by a master, flew to the center of the arena and saluted Saras. "Please reconsider, Master Saras."
"Flanders! You..."
The team leader wanted to question Flanders, but seeing the eight spirit rings surrounding him and the fierce gazes of Zhao Wuji and Liu Erlong, he quickly shut up.
Instead, he could only express his anger with his eyes.
Meanwhile, Saras, noticing the master nearby, swallowed back his words, but now he was in a dilemma.
"I'm sure Barak is worried about the students' safety. In that case, let's just let it go for now. Bishop, what do you think?"
Seeing Ning Fengzhi offering him a way out, Saras didn't thank him, but simply went along and said calmly, "Please both remember your identities. Any non-competitors who enter the arena without the referee's permission will be immediately expelled from the tournament."
The heated situation that was about to erupt was suppressed.
After Saras returned to his seat, he summoned the Spirit Hall members and, after giving them a few instructions, returned his attention to Xuan Mo.
At that moment, Barak's team leader observed the proceedings, feeling resentful but helpless.
As for Zhao Wuji and the others...
"Well done!"
As he left the stage, Zhao Wuji passed by Xuan Mo and gave him an unabashed pat on the shoulder. Glancing at Barak, he shouted praise, completely ignoring them.
Faced with Shrek's provocation, the Barak team's leader flew into a rage, shouting to the other students, "Go ahead! If one isn't enough, bring more. Let's play cartwheel with him. We must make him realize our failure!"
However, the leader's words clearly didn't meet the other students' agreement. Jin Sanqian and Wilda, for example, were pleased to see Lovki in such a state. As for Barlot Rider, he was last in line and therefore unfazed. As for the other three, upon seeing Lovki's miserable state, they immediately backed off, unwilling to provoke Xuan Mo, the living devil.
"You..."
The team leader, seeing everyone's behavior, trembled with rage.
"You can't forfeit! Go up in order, or I'll be rude!"
Just as the team leader was about to force everyone to go up, a tearful scream erupted from behind. "Ah! My legs..."
Lofuki, barely awake, eyes reddened with hatred. "Teacher, he turned me into a eunuch! I want that traitor and Shrek to pay!"
"So what are you going to do now?"
The team leader noticed the hatred in Lofuki's eyes, but didn't say anything.
Instead, he decided to hand over all the responsibility to Lofuki, the team leader.
Lofuki glanced at his three lackeys and said, "You three, forfeit your turn. But..."
Lofuki's words filled the three with ecstasy, while Jin Sanqian and Wilda felt a sense of foreboding after hearing the latter part of his words.
As expected, Lovki looked at Jin Sanqian and Welda with a sneer on his face.
"This time, you two, come on! If you refuse... hmph! You know what I mean." Jin Sanqian and Welda were furious but could not say anything. So, for the sake of their families, they could only choose to swallow their anger...
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