Return of the Celestial King

Zhao Kai clutched his chest tightly, his face a mask of frustration.

Though he was unwilling to believe it, he had to admit that Qin Tuo's strength was indeed immense. He was no match at all!

Qin Tuo gave a cold smile and slowly walked toward Zhao Kai.

Seeing Qin Tuo approach, Zhao Kai jumped in fright. He snapped to his senses and hastily shouted:

"I surrender! I surrender!"

His voice was so loud that everyone heard him clearly.

But Qin Tuo just sneered and shook his head.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you surrender!"

With that, he was right in front of him.

Zhao Kai's face turned pale with fear, his lips trembling.

"Wh-what are you trying to do?"

The audience below erupted in an uproar, vaguely guessing Qin Tuo's intention.

Before Zhao Kai's horrified gaze, Qin Tuo struck, grabbing his neck.

CRACK!

With a slight twist, Qin Tuo snapped Zhao Kai's neck.

Zhao Kai slowly collapsed, dead. His eyes were wide open, a clear sign he had not died in peace.

Everyone was shocked into silence, stunned by Qin Tuo's sudden action.

They all knew Qin Tuo was deliberately retaliating for Zhao Kai's earlier actions.

The people from the Martial Extreme Sect, especially Huang Junchang, let out a gratified cheer.

Zhao Kai had brought this end upon himself.

Many others, however, felt a chill run down their spines, thinking Qin Tuo's methods were far too cruel and merciless.

Regardless, no one else in the entire venue dared to step up and challenge Qin Tuo.

Even Zhao Kai had lost. The others were self-aware enough to know they were definitely no match for Qin Tuo.

And so, it seemed Qin Tuo was about to become the final champion of the martial arts tournament.

Sun Liyi was extremely unwilling to accept this. If Qin Tuo won the championship, that precious five-hundred-year-old ginseng would be his.

Just as the crowd was in an uproar, someone suddenly cursed!

"What a bunch of trash!"

As the voice faded, a figure leaped directly onto the fighting stage.

Qin Tuo took a closer look and saw that it was Liao Feihu.

It turned out Liao Feihu had been watching from the crowd for a long time. When he saw Qin Tuo kill Zhao Kai and dominate the other challengers, he could no longer contain the killing intent in his heart. He wanted to rush up and avenge Liao Feiying.

After his identity was recognized, the entire venue erupted with even more fervent discussion.

Someone in the crowd frowned and said on the spot:

"This is unfair! He doesn't meet the entry requirements for the tournament at all."

Others nodded in agreement. After all, the martial arts tournament had a stipulated age limit. Although Liao Feihu was powerful, he was well beyond it.

If he was allowed to compete, it would be far too unfair to this year's contestants.

Hearing the protests from the crowd, Liao Feihu let out a heavy, cold snort and released the tyrannical aura from his body.

Instantly, many were so frightened they clamped their mouths shut, not daring to speak nonsense any longer.

Liao Feihu sneered.

"I don't give a damn about any bullshit rules! In my eyes, they're not important. I'm here today to get my revenge on you!"

His eyes were fixed on Qin Tuo as he unleashed his hatred without reservation.

Qin Tuo calmly sized up Liao Feihu, knowing this man was much stronger than the likes of Zhao Kai.

"Brat, do you dare to face me in a duel to the death? How about it!"

Liao Feihu said with a grim face.

However, Qin Tuo didn't answer. Instead, his gaze shifted to Sun Liyi in the distance.

His meaning was very clear: as the organizer, Sun Liyi should step forward at this time to stop Liao Feihu's actions.

Otherwise, Liao Feihu would completely shatter the balance of the competition.

Everyone's eyes collectively fell upon Sun Liyi, wanting to see if he, as the host, would step up to uphold justice.

But unexpectedly, Sun Liyi pretended not to see anything, sipping his tea as if nothing was happening.

Seeing his behavior, everyone's hearts skipped a beat as they understood his intention.

"Heavens, that young man is finished! He actually offended Liao Feihu, and now even Medicine King Valley is unwilling to intervene. He's definitely a dead man today!"

"Yeah, what a shame. No matter how strong he is, how could he possibly beat Liao Feihu, the Chief Instructor from the Capital City?"

The crowd began to murmur, looks of regret in their eyes.

Liao Feihu was instantly smug, feeling that he had Qin Tuo in the bag today.

Just then, Zhu Zifeng stepped out from the crowd.

He smiled amiably as he stared at Qin Tuo and said:

"Qin Tuo, think about it carefully. If you're willing to sell me that elixir recipe for the price we discussed last time, our Zhu Family will step in and smooth over this trouble for you!"

He had timed his entrance perfectly, thinking that under these circumstances, Qin Tuo would surely not refuse his offer.

When Liao Feihu saw Zhu Zifeng appear, a look of displeasure crossed his face.

However, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, Zhu Zifeng's status was undeniable.

Qin Tuo, however, just shook his head and said disdainfully:

"Sorry, I don't need anyone's help. I can handle my own affairs."

Hearing this, Liao Feihu inwardly roared with laughter.

'Brat, you're asking for death!' he thought. 'If Qin Tuo had actually formed a partnership with Zhu Zifeng, then out of respect for the Zhu Family, it really would have been difficult for me to do anything to him.'

'But since Qin Tuo chose to refuse on his own, there's no one to blame but himself!'

Zhu Zifeng's expression froze. He never expected Qin Tuo to actually refuse him.

He nodded and said with a cold laugh:

"Stubborn!"

Then he stepped aside, making it clear he was going to stand by and watch.

The people from the Martial Extreme Sect all felt it was a great pity for Qin Tuo. They thought he should have just sided with the Zhu Family to avoid facing the powerful Liao Feihu.

Liao Feihu cracked his knuckles, producing a series of sharp pops. He walked toward Qin Tuo step by step, a terrifying killing intent spreading across his face.

"Brat, today I will avenge everyone in the Liao Family!"

Liao Feihu's voice was low and muffled, rumbling up from his throat.

Seeing Liao Feihu preparing to strike, Sun Liyi came to Zhu Zifeng's side and asked worriedly:

"Second Young Master, are you really not going to help him? If Liao Feihu kills Qin Tuo, the whereabouts of that elixir recipe will be lost!"

However, Zhu Zifeng just shook his head and said with a casual laugh:

"Don't worry. After Liao Feihu beats Qin Tuo half to death, we'll step in and save him. For now, let's just cure him of his arrogance."

Hearing Zhu Zifeng say this, Sun Liyi was immediately relieved.

Besides, he knew that stepping in to save him at the critical moment might make Qin Tuo feel grateful and willingly hand over the elixir recipe.