Chapter 1202 - Underestimated
Liu Wuxie slid the jade token into his sleeve and gazed into the distance. Murderous intent flickered in his eyes, and a devilish smile tugged at his lips.
"They're finally here," he murmured.
The ground quaked as more than fifty cultivators charged at once, a sight both terrifying and overwhelming. Yet Liu Wuxie made no move to flee—he had been waiting for this very moment. He knew someone was pulling strings behind the Dharma Institute's disciples, forcing them to target him without reason, while the War Dragon Institute's disciples also sought his death.
He summoned the Heretic Blade and steadied his stance, prepared to meet them head-on.
"You fall back once the battle begins," Liu Wuxie ordered. He meant no insult, but he knew he could not shield He Yingwu once the fight erupted. Even he could not guarantee leaving unscathed.
"No, I won't let you fight alone," He Yingwu insisted, shaking his head.
"Since you want to follow me, you'll follow my orders," Liu Wuxie said, his tone hardening.
"Yes..." He Yingwu lowered his head and bit his lip, understanding the care behind Liu Wuxie's words.
The enemy swarmed in, encircling him.
"Liu Wuxie, how have you been?" Qin Ming asked with a mocking smile. He had watched Liu Wuxie outshine everyone during the assessment, but that, he believed, would end today.
"Before you kill me, tell me who wants me dead," Liu Wuxie demanded, drawing in a deep breath. His expression darkened as he measured the formation before him. Five Origin Conversion Realm cultivators anchored the formation, with Qin Ming himself at the second level. Even a third-level Origin Conversion Realm expert would find such a lineup overwhelming.
"You'll know once you're dead!" Qin Ming sneered, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. The fifty-odd cultivators snapped into formation and surged toward Liu Wuxie like a tidal wave.