Martial Master

“Is there an objection from Elder Hu regarding the sect’s decision?”

A black-robed strongman turned his head, his cold gaze directed at Hu Zongnan, his voice icy.

A suffocating killing intent instantly enveloped Hu Zongnan, causing his face to pale momentarily as he quickly shook his head and bitterly said, “No, I wouldn’t dare.”

“That's good.”

The black-robed strongman indifferent turned away, while the others didn’t even glance at Hu Zongnan, clearly considering him insignificant.

“A complete write-off? Are you sure?” Qin Chen smiled.

“Of course.” Mo Li nodded, “If you don’t agree, based on what you have done to my Ghost Immortal Sect, you should understand what your Da Qi Kingdom will face next. However, if you agree, not only will you be fine, your Da Qi Kingdom will also be safe. This I, Mo Li, can guarantee.”

“Moreover, you are also a smart person; you know how much resources you can obtain by staying in Da Qi Kingdom, but once you join our sect, the resources you will gain in the future are likely something ten Da Qi Kingdoms cannot provide.”

“Do you agree?!”

Mo Li smiled at Qin Chen.

“Wow!”

The strongmen from the five nations erupted into chaos.

They did not expect that the first thing Mo Li would do upon taking the stage was to recruit Qin Chen.

With such strength, it was evident that Mo Li held a very high status within the Blood Demon Sect, and with so many Blood Demon Sect masters present, his words naturally carried weight.

With the strength of the Blood Demon Sect,

As long as Qin Chen joined, he would immediately enjoy endless resources and enviable guidance.

Staying in Da Qi Kingdom was indeed far inferior.

Outside Gunan City,

Xiao Zhan’s expression suddenly changed.

He was very clear that when Nian Shuo was in the capital of Da Qi Kingdom, the Emperor had made a mistaken decision.

Qin Chen’s sense of belonging to Da Qi Kingdom was not necessarily strong.

If he were truly attracted by the treatment of the Blood Demon Sect, then...

In an instant, everyone's gaze was fixed on Qin Chen.

The conditions proposed by Mo Li drew even more attention than the competition itself.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qin Chen suddenly smiled.

“Do you mean to say you admit defeat?”

“What did you say?” Mo Li was taken aback.

All the spectators looked stunned as well.

“Since you’ve invited me to join your sect, doesn’t that mean that this final match is no longer needed? Isn’t that an admission of defeat?”

Qin Chen continued to smile, saying, “If that’s the case, then please admit defeat first. As for whether I will join your sect, I will naturally consider it after the inheritance of Gunan City is concluded.”

Silence, a deathly silence.

Everyone stared blankly at Qin Chen, their minds completely stalled.

Mo Li’s gaze gradually turned cold: “Are you thinking too much? My meaning is very simple. If you join my sect, the previous grievances will be written off. As for this final match, you will naturally admit defeat. Do you really think you can win against me?”

“That’s not certain.” Qin Chen smiled faintly.

“Hahaha, good, very good.” Mo Li suddenly burst into laughter. As he laughed, his gaze suddenly turned extremely cold, fixating on Qin Chen: “Since you want to fight, I will grant you that.”

Boom!

The battle power of a half-step Wuzong suddenly erupted, an astonishing aura rising from him, resembling a demon god.

Mo Li sneered, coldly saying, “I’ll give you a chance; you can make the first move. Otherwise, I fear you won’t even have a chance to strike.”

Mo Li stood at one side of the arena, looking disdainfully at Qin Chen, scoffing as he spoke.

Mo Li had seen Qin Chen’s earlier battle with Hua Tiandu; he was indeed strong.

But,

In comparison, he was even inferior to Di Tianyi, yet he dared to challenge him.

Since it was so, Mo Li had already decided to teach Qin Chen a lesson, to let him understand the consequences of insisting on a fight.

“Then let it be as you wish.”