Chapter 321 : Battle of the World Protagonists

Chapter 321: Battle of the World Protagonists

The entire Martial Arena once again fell into a brief silence.

Immediately afterward, waves of curses surged from all directions like a rising tide.

Countless people of the Moon Country began shouting insults at the top of their lungs—so foul that they were unbearable to hear.

After all, this was the Imperial Capital. Could they possibly fear a Mirror Country outsider at the Third Realm? Could they not even dare to curse this Mirror Country man?

In response, Chu Huaixu, who stood atop the platform, appeared completely indifferent.

He merely lowered his gaze, looking down at Leng Wuya, his face carrying undisguised contempt.

Yet those very words had already transformed into a mountain pressing down upon Leng Wuya’s shoulders.

Since things had been said to this extent, it was obvious—the next move would definitely be ruthless!

This so-called sparring match on stage—what “receiving a sword”? It was clearly about receiving injuries!

Not everyone in this world was as abnormal as Chu Huaixu, someone who paid no heed to injury or pain.

Moreover, being humiliated repeatedly in public caused Leng Wuya’s ordinary-looking face to flush bright red, his silver teeth clenched tightly.

“士可杀！不可辱！”

“A man may be killed, but not humiliated!”

“Chu Huaixu, if you’ve got the guts, kill me with a single strike!”

After all, he was still young. How many young people in the world could endure being provoked like this by a “foreigner” in front of tens of thousands of “fellow countrymen”?

Hearing this, Chu Huaixu lifted his eyes and glanced faintly toward Ming Xuanji seated on the high platform.

Only then did he say calmly, “What nonsense are you talking about? Your Old State Preceptor will protect your life. Otherwise, with a casual strike from me, even three lives wouldn’t be enough for you to withstand.”

Upon hearing himself suddenly mentioned again, Ming Xuanji slowly closed his hollow eyes, as if entering a meditative trance.

But Leng Wuya was already on the verge of madness. He suddenly charged onto the stage—before the two referees could even complete the formalities, he had already drawn his blade and advanced, throwing the scene briefly into chaos.

Meanwhile, Chu Huaixu simply stood with his arms folded over his sword scabbard, looking at him as though watching a clown—like watching something by the roadside.

Situ Cheng and the others couldn’t help but glance toward the Dao Gate’s higher-ups. They appeared completely calm and unbothered, making no move to stop such behavior from their disciple.

This didn’t align with the Dao Gate’s usual conduct, nor with how they typically instructed their disciples.

“What exactly are they planning?”

In truth, Nangong Yue and the others were thinking the same thing:

“What exactly is he planning?”

We’re confused too—but just let him do as he pleases.

The match officially began. This time, the curses from all directions never ceased.

Chu Huaixu remained utterly indifferent.

He still used only one sword strike.

And as always, he opened with the Perfection-level 【Six Formations of the Broken Array】 and the Perfection-level 【Fearless Sword Intent】.

Wasn’t this like chopping vegetables?

With Leng Wuya’s level—even if he were currently at the Third Realm, Ninth Heaven, or even if he advanced to the Fourth Realm—he still wouldn’t be able to withstand this strike!

The development of events was exactly the same as before.

In the end, it was still Ming Xuanji who intervened, protecting Leng Wuya’s vital points.

This time, Chu Huaixu’s strike had been aimed at killing.

In the face of such an overwhelming gap in strength, no matter how furious Leng Wuya was, no matter how hard he tried, it was all futile.

Collapsed on the ground, he was as fragile as a blade of grass.

However, no cheers arose from the audience stands.

Instead, the insults grew even louder.

It wasn’t that the people of Moon Country had no sense of decorum.

It was simply that, from their perspective, Chu Huaixu’s attitude and actions were undeniably detestable.

Yet the “Dead Fox” deliberately muttered softly on the stage:

“Are you people of Moon Country unable to accept defeat?”

Anyone with sharp hearing nearby would definitely be able to hear it.

And the major cultivators on the high platform—if they were still releasing their Divine Sense—would certainly catch it as well.

If even one person among them had a big mouth, this would surely spread.

And that would once again ignite nationwide outrage!

Still, such words were essentially a wide-area insult—bombarding an entire nation in one shot.

So the Dead Fox only muttered quietly, leaving himself some room to maneuver.

At the end of the day, his target of revenge was only a group of people—not an entire nation.

“The Heaven-and-Earth Calamity is approaching. With such noble character, I’m obviously on the side of unity!” Chu Huaixu thought.

“But those internal ‘evil cultivators’ and people with crooked intentions—those are factors that disrupt unity. They must be dealt with first!”

At this point, among the top four, the Mirror Country of the Eastern Continent had already secured two spots.

More importantly, with Lin Zixuan and Leng Wuya eliminated, Qin Xuanxiao had become the sole remaining contender!

If he were to lose his match as well, then the upcoming semifinals would essentially turn into a grand internal battle of Mirror Country—held right in the Imperial Capital of Moon Country.

No one could afford such humiliation!

After stepping down from the platform, Chu Huaixu glanced toward Han Shuangjiang within the crowd.

Since Ji Sikong had drawn Xu Ziqing, then naturally, the next match would be between the Big Ice Block and Qin Xuanxiao.

Standing beside his Dao Companion, he transmitted his voice:

“Be careful. The Emperor-level Divine Sense doesn’t just enhance his artistic conception—it has other uses as well. Don’t get injured.”

Han Shuangjiang turned her head to look at him and gave a slight nod.

The underlying meaning in Chu Huaixu’s words was already obvious—he didn’t think she would necessarily defeat Qin Xuanxiao.

But this “family of three” were all stubborn as mules.

With the script of a Main Female Protagonist in hand, she would never shrink back before a fight.

On the contrary, her fighting spirit surged even higher.

Han Shuangjiang lightly tapped the ground with her toes and flew onto the stage.

Qin Xuanxiao, spear in hand, did the same.

Chu Huaixu and Xu Ziqing stood side by side, watching this battle between World Protagonists unfold.

Both sides clearly held nothing back—going all out from the very start.

Han Shuangjiang instantly entered the Heaven-Man State. Her three thousand strands of black hair turned into a head of silver, her gaze devoid of joy or sorrow, filled only with endless indifference.

Qin Xuanxiao also immediately merged with the Emperor-level Divine Sense, activating the imperial bloodline within his body.

A violet moon mark appeared at the center of his brow as he rose into the air with spear in hand.

Back in the First Realm, he had already been capable of flying like a major cultivator.

It was just that he couldn’t sustain it for long.

The royal family of Moon Country had given this technique a grand name—

—Divine Descent!

At this very moment, one side was Heaven-Man, the other Divine Descent!

Even Chu Huaixu, watching from below, felt a bit envious.

“How should I put it… aside from anything else, World Protagonists really have maxed-out visual effects.”

Behind Qin Xuanxiao, the phantom of a violet moon gradually manifested!

For someone with such a powerful background and resources, being flashy was only natural.

Endless pressure radiated from him, as though an ancient soul had awakened.

The immense oppressive force made low-level cultivators near the platform feel as though they couldn’t even breathe.

But to Han Shuangjiang on the stage, it had no effect whatsoever.

—Heaven and Earth are impartial, treating all things as straw dogs.

Even when a god descends upon the world—

—it is still but a straw dog.

The Perfection-level Reincarnation Sword Intent spread outward.

In Han Shuangjiang’s hand, the Zhegutian sword seemed to carry two completely opposing forces along its edges—

One side represented life, the other death.

Meanwhile, the two Dao Seals in her left palm also began to radiate their power.

Dao Seal 【Return to True Origin】 caused a sharp killing intent to surge around her body!

On the platform, the two fought evenly, trading blows back and forth.

Perfection-level Sword Intent clashed continuously with Perfection-level Spear Intent.

Sword Qi and spear energy scattered in all directions.

Even the audience below felt exhilarated just watching!

They were so powerful that they hardly seemed like Third Realm cultivators.

Those of the same generation could only look up at them, observing from afar and recognizing the gap between them.

But this evenly matched situation was clearly not what Qin Xuanxiao desired.

“This battle—I must win!”

He began activating the 【Spirit Seed】 within Lin Zixuan’s body.

“Zixuan! Help me!”

The pitiful petite girl had only just awakened from unconsciousness not long ago, and her injuries had yet to recover.

Even while severely wounded, she still had to respond to her “Prince Brother’s” Spiritual Power Loan.

As her strength had grown, the amount of Spiritual Energy she could lend had now approached seventy percent.

Coupled with the suspicion that she possessed 【Spirit Gathering 10】, the total amount of Spiritual Energy she could provide was terrifying.

Thus, the Spiritual Energy within Qin Xuanxiao’s body began to surge explosively.