War God Long Ao

「At the Blood Pool Martial Arts Arena.」

Long Ao completely ignored the attacks of the Eight Great Venerables, focusing all his power on pummeling the Venerable he had targeted. He threw punch after punch without a moment's pause.

"Long Ao, you're courting death!"

Seeing Long Ao on an all-out offensive with no regard for defense, pummeling their comrade, the Eight Great Venerables were utterly astonished. Each of them thought Long Ao had lost his mind.

It was a strategy of mutual destruction. Long Ao's intention was simple: he would kill his target even if it meant being injured by the Eight Great Venerables in the process.

Because of this, the Eight Great Venerables moved even faster. The eight of them attacked simultaneously from the four cardinal directions, leaving Long Ao with no chance to escape.

"You..."

Before the Venerable could finish speaking, Long Ao's merciless fists had already slammed into his face. They fell like a torrential downpour, continuous and unrelenting. In just a few seconds, the Venerable had been struck by hundreds of punches.

"Dragon and Tiger Double Fist Strike!"

Long Ao channeled all his strength and unleashed one final punch. At that exact moment, however, the eight Venerables closed in from all directions.

The situation was now clear. If Long Ao abandoned his attack, he could likely escape this predicament. But if he refused to give up and insisted on pressing forward, there would be only one outcome: mutual destruction.

How would Long Ao choose?

Everyone was curious to see what choice Long Ao would make.

Would he abandon his attack and retreat for now?

Or would he continue his assault and go for mutual destruction?

Although Guan Feng didn't want to lose a Venerable, if one of their lives could be traded for Long Ao's, then it would be entirely worth it.

In the past, Guan Feng would never have been willing to sacrifice a Venerable for Long Ao's life. But now, having witnessed Long Ao's talent and strength, he was deeply wary of him.

'It's hard to imagine how powerful Long Ao could become, given his talent and potential. Once he fully matures...'

'I can't afford to gamble on Long Ao's growth. I don't dare to. If I lose this bet, it won't just be me; the entire Blood Sea Sect will be in trouble.'

That was why Guan Feng was willing to lose a Venerable, as long as it meant eliminating Long Ao for good.

The Eight Great Venerables also had no idea what Long Ao would do—whether he would choose mutual destruction or a temporary retreat.

Just as everyone assumed Long Ao would choose to retreat, his next move left them all in utter shock.

Between temporary retreat and mutual destruction, Long Ao ultimately chose to continue his attack. But he was no fool; he had no intention of throwing his life away. As he pressed his assault, he simultaneously activated the God-Locking Pearl and the Godslaying Mirror.

Two bizarre energies radiated outward, instantly enveloping the Eight Great Venerables. In the next moment, their bodies were locked in place, and even the flow of time around them was altered, slowing their movements for three whole seconds.

Long Ao was completely confident. 'Just one second of being locked down and slowed by time reversal is all I need to kill this Venerable.'

Their bodies locked and their speed slowed by the Time Reversal, the Eight Great Venerables instantly realized what was happening.

Seizing this golden opportunity, Long Ao didn't hesitate. He pursued the Venerable and unleashed his fists once more.

The Venerable was scared out of his wits. He never imagined Long Ao would be so reckless, willing to die just to kill him. 'This motherfucker is completely insane!'

'Why did he have to choose me?'

The Venerable was frustrated beyond belief. He simply couldn't understand why his opponent had singled him out. 'What did I do wrong?'

Just as the Venerable prepared to resist with all his might, a searing pain suddenly shot through his soul, as if countless sharp swords were stabbing relentlessly into it.

Under these circumstances, the Venerable's concentration was completely shattered. He never would have expected his opponent to use a Soul Attack. As one of the most powerful types of Martial Arts, a Soul Attack was not something just anyone could perform.

'The Soul Attack worked! It severely wounded his soul!' Long Ao was inwardly delighted.

Without the slightest hesitation, Long Ao began his assault. His Divine Dragon Arm and Nether Tiger Arm alternated in a wild flurry of strikes. With every punch that landed, a powerful Fist Force penetrated deep into his opponent's body.

Under the dual assault on his soul and body, the Venerable offered almost no resistance. His body collapsed to the ground, unable to rise. Even at the moment of his death, he couldn't understand why Long Ao had singled him out.

Having successfully killed a Venerable, Long Ao spun around and shot toward another one. His Fist Force arrived before he did.

Seeing his fellow Elder killed, this next Venerable didn't dare to be careless for a second. He instinctively dodged the incoming attack, and in that instant, Long Ao quickly broke away, escaping the encirclement of the remaining Venerables.

After breaking free from the lock and the effects of the Time Reversal, the remaining Venerables didn't press the attack. Instead, they stood stunned, staring foolishly at the corpse on the ground.

It wasn't just the Venerables; everyone else was in a daze as well, because no one had anticipated this outcome.

While besieged by eight Great Venerables, Long Ao had not only managed to break free but had also killed one of them.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, would anyone have believed it?

Long Ao's stunning counterattack forced everyone to see him in a completely new light.

"Brother Long did not disappoint. With such strength, he is truly unrivaled by anyone beneath the rank of Supreme Venerable."

Xia Army nodded, filled with the same sense of awe as Brother Dugu. It was hard to believe that Long Ao had actually managed to slay a Venerable while facing a joint attack from nine of them.

'Another Venerable lost?'

Including Old Fatty, the Blood Sea Sect had now lost two Venerables in just a few short minutes. This was undoubtedly a massive blow. Guan Feng seemed unable to accept it. "Go all out," he commanded in a grave voice. "Kill Long Ao."

Just moments ago, Guan Feng had ordered them to capture Long Ao alive. But after losing yet another Venerable, he could no longer afford such a luxury. The Blood Sea Sect was currently vying with the Ghost King Sect for dominance over the Celestial State; every Venerable they lost diminished their chances of victory.

At that moment, Guan Feng was seething with rage. If he could, he would have stepped in and killed Long Ao himself.

As a Supreme Venerable Martial Artist, Guan Feng was on a completely different level than a mere Venerable. But he couldn't intervene. It was already a huge loss of face for the Blood Sea Sect to have so many Venerables team up against a single opponent like Long Ao. If he, a Supreme Venerable, were to personally step in, the Blood Sea Sect would become the laughingstock of the entire world.

The seven remaining Venerables stared at the corpse on the ground and had some Blood Sea Sect disciples carry it away. Then, all seven of them fixed their murderous gazes on Long Ao. Cao Chong, the strongest among them, spoke in a sinister voice, "Long Ao, I will make you wish you were dead. You will suffer the most painful torments known to man before you die. Your crimes are unforgivable."

"Thank you, Blood Sea Sect, for helping me understand one simple truth: The winner is crowned king, and the loser is branded a villain."