Talented Martial Hero

Chapter 224 Crazy Revenge (Part One)

No sooner had the Holy Lord finished speaking than the training ground erupted in chaos. The disciples

had no idea what was going on, and they didn't know who they were looking for. But the Blade Holy

Lord maintained an expressionless face. However, his cold eyes reflected strong murderous intent,

which frightened the people. They knew that he was serious.

"Holy Lord Bryan, what did you mean? We don't even know what has upset you. Can't you see that we

are in the middle of a martial arts competition? These participants have come from all the major Holy

Lands. This is very disrespectful behavior." The speaker was a team-leading elder from one of the

other Holy Lands. He was quite strong as he had reached the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm.

Encouraged by the example set by the elder, other team-leading elders also voiced their questions and

expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Shut up!"

The Blade Holy Lord didn't utter a word. The order came from an elder who was at the premium stage

of the Wonder Realm. His words were like magic as everyone quietened down. Then the elder

continued, "Attention! Both sons of our distinguished Holy Lord Bryan have been killed in succession.

The murderer must be out here, among you guys. If any of you know where he is, tell us immediately.

Otherwise, don't expect us to be merciful."

"Humph! Why does this matter concern us? Avenging the death of your sons is your personal matter.

Don't involve other people in your troubles. Okay? I wonder why you think that you have the right to kill

us. I suggest that you consider the consequences before taking any action. If any of our disciples are

hurt, you'll pay the price. Void Holy Land will not be merciful."

An elder from Void Holy Land spoke fearlessly. Although Blade Holy Lord was strong, they had no

justification for killing so many people. What was more, the other seven Holy Lands would consider

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Land could not risk.

What the elder had said echoed everyone's sentiments. Most people were relieved as they didn't have

to speak in such a manner before the Blade Holy Lord.

"I repeat. Who killed my sons? Step out voluntarily."

The Blade Holy Lord's voice emitted intense blade intent. Everyone felt as though several axes had

been placed at their necks.

Darren stayed calm and hid in the crowd silently. He knew that he would be killed instantly if he

stepped forward and admitted that he had murdered the Blade Holy Lord's sons.

Everyone knew the strength of the Blade Holy Lord—the level of his martial art was close to a grand

warrior. And now, he was stronger than Scott, who had mastered the inheritance skill.

Beads of sweat pooled on the foreheads for all cultivators. Some disciples, who just reached the

Wonder Realm, almost fainted under the oppression of the intense blade intent.

"Bryan, listen to us. I warn you not to go too far. Otherwise, I will inform my Holy Lord. He will not take

kindly to your threats and actions."

Although the eight Holy Lands were thousands of miles apart, all team-leading elders possessed a

divine artifact that could send messages across this vast space. In a few minutes, every Holy Lord

could be informed of an important event.

Bang!

As soon as the elder finished speaking, blows from several palms landed on his body. With a cry of

pain, the elder flew back about ten meters. All his bones were broken. The troublemaker was an elder

from Blade Holy Land. He was at the premium stage of the Wonder Realm.

"You, son of a bitch!" the injured elder bellowed. "You should fear retribution!" The elder had not

expected the Blade Holy Lord to take action.

Trembling with rage, the injured elder attempted to use his divine artifact to send a message to his Holy

Land before the last bit of his energy ran out. He struggled to activate the divine artifact and send his

messages. However, it didn't work.

"What. Information interrupted? Oh no. How could it be? What the hell is going on?" the elder muttered

in amazement. Despite his many efforts, the elder found that all his messages were being intercepted

or interrupted by a mysterious power. The magnetic field of the training ground had been changed to

prevent this exchange of information. Alas! His message couldn't be sent.

Coincidently, the mysterious power had been created by the rule cultivator in purple robe, who was

standing beside the Blade Holy Lord.

"Bryan, I've helped you to destroy their voice transmitting artifacts. You wanted to kill them, right?

Come on. Hurry up. What are you waiting for?" The rule cultivator, Waldo, urged. He was not well-

intentioned. On the contrary, he desired stirring up trouble as he knew that he would benefit. He was

aware that the other Holy Lords might kill the Blade Holy Lord if he hurt or killed their disciples. But this

was precisely what he wanted to see. He was rather happy to speed up the Blade Holy Lord's death.

Boom!

Suddenly, intense blade intent fell on two disciples on the training ground. In the blink of an eye, they

were chopped into tiny bits.

"I am not kidding. Come out or die. My patience is limited," Bryan shouted as his eyes searched for the

murderer who was hiding in the crowd.

"Oh, please, please don't hurt me, Distinguished Holy Lord! I'm not the murderer. Not me!"

"Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. I'm not the murderer either."

Several people were frightened by Bryan's brutality. They knelt and begged for mercy. Sobs and cries

for help filled the training ground, making it feel like the end of the world had arrived.

'The man is crazy. He may actually kill everyone present if I don't step forward. All right. He will find me

sooner or later. I'd better confess and face the consequences than get more people involved.' Darren

rationalized. Darren had no choice left. The Blade Holy Lord was out of his mind. To avenge his sons,

he would do anything, even if it meant fighting the whole world.