Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 814: Returning a Favor

The figure gently descended from the sky.

"Sixth brother, are you seriously hurt?" The Eldest Prince approached the Sixth Prince, taking out a few elixirs.

The Sixth Prince took the elixirs and consumed them. Before long, his injuries stabilized, and he said, "I’m fine. Why are you here, big brother?"

The Eldest Prince glanced at Zhuo Duxing, sneering, "If I didn’t come, others might think our Wind Saint Royal Family is easy to bully."

Not far away, Lvu Zheng’s face turned somewhat unsightly.

"It’s said the Eldest Prince and the Sixth Prince are born of the same mother and share a deep bond."

"Senior Zhuo Duxing might be in trouble."

Xiao Yi nodded, looking at the Eldest Prince in the distance.

The two looked somewhat similar in appearance.

But the Sixth Prince carried a gloom and uneasy chill within his noble demeanor.

Whereas the Eldest Prince exuded a worldly arrogance and a majesty that made people dare not meet his gaze within his noble demeanor.

With just one look, Xiao Yi’s heart was filled with intense fighting spirit.

This indicated that this person’s strength was extremely strong.

Beside him, a few law enforcement team members voiced their dissatisfaction, "Captain, not necessarily."

"After all, Senior Zhuo Duxing is a long-renowned strongman."

"And he has Half-step Heavenly Extreme Cultivation, plus being an Asura Warrior, he can achieve invincibility below the Heavenly Extreme Realm."

"As far as I know, the Eldest Prince is also only Half-step Heavenly Extreme."

"Are you blind?" Lvu Zheng glared, "Didn’t you see that Senior Zhuo Duxing is completely suppressed?"

Xiao Yi also said gravely, "Both have Half-step Heavenly Extreme Cultivation, yet this person can suppress Zhuo Duxing with sheer momentum."

"If he fully unleashes, his strength must be terrifying beyond measure."

"He is indeed a remarkable Martial Arts Genius."

"It’s still you, Deacon, who has good eyes." Lvu Zheng smiled.

Whoosh...

In front, on the Martial Arts Arena, the Eldest Prince instantly leaped up onto the stage.

Zhuo Duxing already on the arena, now his face flushed red.

His formidable physical strength was actually oppressed by an aura, causing his qi-blood to churn.

"Zhuo Duxing, is it?" The Eldest Prince looked coldly at him.

Zhuo Duxing gritted his teeth, sneering, "My name and surname remain the same. I am indeed Zhuo Duxing."

"Still having a hard mouth." The Eldest Prince’s eyes turned cold, "I’ve long heard you’re a stubborn and tough bone."

"Now I see, it is indeed so."

"Enough chatter, if you want to fight, then fight." Zhuo Duxing shouted coldly.

"Fight? Are you qualified?" The Eldest Prince showed disdain.

Whoosh... The next second, his silhouette vanished into thin air. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"So fast." Zhuo Duxing’s pupils contracted.

Before Zhuo Duxing could react, he was blasted away with a punch.

Puh, Zhuo Duxing spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.

Whoosh... The Eldest Prince’s figure flashed again.

Just before Zhuo Duxing was knocked off the arena, he suddenly appeared behind Zhuo Duxing.

Another punch, with a resonating boom.

Zhuo Duxing was precisely bombarded back to the center of the arena.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Zhuo Duxing, like a punching bag, was hit with no less than ten punches.

The bloody spit from his mouth stained his blood-red robe, making it even more terrifyingly crimson.

Pa...

When the Eldest Prince stopped his flickering, Zhuo Duxing powerlessly collapsed on the arena, his mouth gushing blood.

"To offend our Wind Saint Royal Family, this is just a lesson." The Eldest Prince’s gaze was icy.

The next second, his figure flashed again, appearing before Zhuo Duxing.

"Hmm?" Below the arena, Xiao Yi frowned.

Beside him, Lvu Zheng’s expression changed, shouting angrily, "Eldest Prince, what are you trying to do?"

"Heh." The Eldest Prince sneered with amusement.

Then he squatted down, gripping Zhuo Duxing’s shoulder.

"Was it this hand that injured my brother earlier?"

Crack...

As the Eldest Prince’s words fell, a harsh crackling sound rang out.

Zhuo Duxing’s arm was already crippled.

Crack... Crack... Crack...

Three successive cracks sounded.

Zhuo Duxing’s other arm, including both legs, were completely crippled.

On the arena, Zhuo Duxing’s face was extremely pained, yet he did not let out a single scream.

"Truly a stubborn bone." The Eldest Prince kicked out.

Zhuo Duxing’s severely injured body was directly blasted off the arena.

His chest was completely caved in, and he directly passed out.

"Senior Zhuo." Lvu Zheng’s face changed, quickly rushing forward.

On the arena, the Eldest Prince did not spare Zhuo Duxing a glance, standing with hands behind his back, proclaiming loudly, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

For a moment, the surroundings of the arena fell silent.

A crowd of martial artists were as silent as cicadas in winter.

In the spectator seats, the Wind Hall Master’s eyes flashed with a hint of admiration.

For a long while, no one stepped forward to challenge.

The Wind Hall Master announced loudly, "The first spot is secured by the Eldest Prince."

"Thank you, Wind Hall Master." The Eldest Prince turned toward the spectator seats and gave a slight bow.

Then his figure flashed, leaving the arena.

On the other side, Lvu Zheng carried Zhuo Duxing back.

"Damn it, such severe injuries." Lvu Zheng’s face was extremely gloomy.

"His limbs are crippled, and his internal organs are almost shattered from that kick."

"If not treated in time, Senior Zhuo Duxing is in grave danger."

Lvu Zheng examined Zhuo Duxing’s injuries.

Around them, no one paid attention here; everyone’s gaze was fixed on the arena.

On the arena, a new battle had already begun.

Though the first spot was seized by the Eldest Prince, there were still 7 spots left.

As for Zhuo Duxing, a loser, he would never draw a single bit of attention from anyone.

In the cruel world, it’s survival of the fittest; the weak can hardly earn anyone’s pity.

In this world, people die every day; who would care for someone unrelated and defeated?

"Damn it." Lvu Zheng’s face grew even darker.

"That little bastard went for the kill. With such injuries to Senior Zhuo, even the common high-grade alchemist is helpless."

"Perhaps only the alchemist of the First Main Hall has sufficient skill and medical expertise."

"But with such injuries, Senior Zhuo might not even make it to the First Main Hall before being fatally wounded."

"Let me do it." Xiao Yi squatted down, examining Zhuo Duxing.

He fed several high-grade elixirs into Zhuo Duxing’s mouth.

Then, a surge of primordial power coursed through Zhuo Duxing’s body, guiding the medicinal power.

Over an hour later, Zhuo Duxing’s injuries were stabilized.

After another short while, with his strong physical constitution, Zhuo Duxing awoke.

Beside him, Lvu Zheng and others stared at Xiao Yi in surprise.

"Deacon, are you a high-grade alchemist? And an extremely strong one at that."

Xiao Yi nodded, saying nothing.

Zhuo Duxing woke up, looked at Xiao Yi, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Xiao Yi stood up without answering.

"Senior Zhuo Duxing, this is the Deacon of the First Main Hall." Lvu Zheng said with a smile.

Zhuo Duxing stood up and bowed to Xiao Yi, "Thank you."

Xiao Yi shook his head, "No need, consider it repaying a favor to the Wind Control City Branch Hall."

"A favor of the Wind Control City Branch Hall?" Zhuo Duxing was momentarily stunned.

On the Martial Arts Arena above, the elder’s loud voice resounded again.

"Within ten breaths, if no one goes up to challenge, the spot will go to Chu Rou of the Wind Stopping Sect."

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