Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 916: Martial Arts Crisis

Chapter 916: Chapter 916: Martial Arts Crisis

The Devil Incarnate had initially intended to kill Xue Lang, but seeing Xue Lang brimming with confidence, not appearing to be bluffing, the Devil Incarnate began to worry.

"You drank my blood, and I’ve placed our Western curse in that bowl of blood I gave you. If you dare to defy me, you will certainly not fare well," Xue Lang finished, watching with interest as the Devil Incarnate grew visibly nervous. Opening his arms wide, Xue Lang added another sentence, "How about it? If you don’t believe me, you can try to attack me, but don’t blame me for not warning you beforehand."

Feeling belittled by these words, the Devil Incarnate let out a great roar and threw a punch, the force of which was immense, with Demonic Qi erupting forth.

Xue Lang remained composed, utterly unconcerned by the damage this punch might cause, and his assurance made Jian Shen who was watching the fight grow concerned.

Just as the Devil Incarnate’s fist was about to hit Xue Lang’s face, suddenly the Devil Incarnate’s body froze, then his Demonic Qi dispersed, and a look of terror spread across his eyes.

Roaring, wailing in pain, the Devil Incarnate was in unbearable agony, falling to his knees, enduring the torment as his face twisted.

"I told you, if you defy me, you will not fare well." Xue Lang stepped on the Devil Incarnate’s head and then started to laugh, "How about it, heroes of the Central Plains Martial Arts world? I told you none of you would leave alive today."

Upon hearing these words and seeing the Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance fall with no chance of getting up, Jian Shen barely hanging on, and the Devil Incarnate being stepped on, the morale of everyone plummeted, and they lost the will to continue fighting.

Many warriors from the Martial Arts world lost the courage to resist and began to flee, but Jian Shen called out to them, "What is there to fear? If you are men, fight to the end! Under no circumstance should you lose your dignity before these foreigners, even if we die in battle today, we must not let these outsiders look down on us."

Inspired by these words, the crumbling morale revived, and those who had been fleeing returned to the fray. The warriors from the Martial Arts world threw themselves back into battle, rushing towards the Western vampires.

A member of the Devil Cult, using all his strength, plunged a wooden stake into the heart of a Western vampire, and at the same time, received a stake through his own heart, a final act of mutual destruction.

The Western vampires were already few in number, and with each that fell, the rest faced increased pressure.

Seeing the situation deteriorate, Xue Lang grew furious, wanting to slaughter all these detestable warriors from the Martial Arts world, but as he took a few steps forward, the Devil Incarnate clung to his legs.

"You really don’t know when to give up, do you?" Xue Lang pulled a wooden stake from within his robes and said coldly, "You were created by me; it’s only fitting that I end your life."

A surge of sharp Jian Qi came hurtling in, shredding the stake in Xue Lang’s hand to splinters, which angered him, "Wouldn’t it have been better if you had just lain down quietly, Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?"

"What are you saying? Everyone is fighting for their lives, and as the Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, how can I stay lying down? What would that look like?" Nearby, the Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance struggled to his feet, his aura weakening, the strike just now having drained the last of his dwindling strength.

"Fine, then I will fulfill your wish." Xue Lang kicked the Devil Incarnate away and strode over to the Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance with an air of solemn severity.

"Stop!" Jian Shen tried to rush to the rescue, but his legs failed him. After only a few steps, he collapsed, kneeling with one knee on the ground.

The Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance knew he was no match, his body, his arms were shaking, but he refused to submit. He attempted to lift his treasured sword, but he couldn’t. Yet, the look in his eyes and his fighting spirit were still blazing.

"Very well, I admire that, so I will end you personally," said Xue Lang, and directly clawed through the body of the Martial Arts alliance leader, and the leader fell.

Witnessing this scene, Jian Shen’s eyes nearly burst with rage and hatred as it seemed like a new force was infused into his body.

"Not bad, your fighting spirit is commendable, but you are no match for me," said Xue Lang. Just as he was about to deal a fatal blow to Jian Shen, he heard a cry of agony. A Western vampire had been staked through the heart with a wooden spike and fell to the ground, turning to ash in an instant.

Apart from Xue Lang, the rest of the Western vampires had been killed, and now there were more than twenty Martial Arts practicioners left. All were injured, none could stand steadily, yet they wished to continue fighting. Without killing Xue Lang, they would not rest.

"Very well, I’m not naive enough to think that cleaning up you Central Plains Martial Arts practitioners would come at no cost," Xue Lang admitted, though he was still angry inside; he had not expected his own side to suffer so many casualties, leaving only him alive.

Just as Xue Lang was about to go on a killing spree, a sudden gale blew, catching Xue Lang off guard and blowing him away.

Lin Xi descended from the sky, arriving just in time. Without a word, she cast a spell on Jian Shen to restore his condition.

Lu Bei and Jin Yi also arrived, both bearing injuries. Had it not been for their encounter with Lin Xi, they too might have suffered a disastrous fate.

"Are you Qian Ye?" Xue Lang had heard of the story between Jian Shen and Qian Ye, and since Qian Ye could use magic, Xue Lang’s first thought upon seeing Lin Xi was that she was Qian Ye.

Lin Xi didn’t respond, continuing to focus on casting a spell on Jian Shen, and his complexion visibly improved.

Xue Lang frowned. He had waited for Jian Shen and the Devil Incarnate to weaken each other so he could take advantage of the situation. How could he allow Jian Shen to recover his strength? So, Xue Lang charged at them.

The Devil Incarnate, not caring for anything else, used his body to block the charging Xue Lang and roared, "If you’re a man, fight with all your might just like me."

"Everyone, fight the foreign races to the end!" The remaining Martial Arts practicioners rushed forward, swinging their various weapons.

Xue Lang snorted coldly, "Fine, today I will ensure the complete annihilation of the Central Plains Martial Arts." After speaking, Xue Lang punched the Devil Incarnate away, then waved his claws and tore another practicioner to shreds.

Despite the Devil Incarnate and the remaining Martial Arts practicioners fighting with all their might, they sadly couldn’t withstand the vicious Xue Lang. The practitioners were struck down one by one, falling into pools of blood.

The Devil Incarnate was stronger than Xue Lang, but he had been cursed and couldn’t display his full strength, and Xue Lang pinned him to the ground.

"Now you know the price of betraying us," Xue Lang took out a wooden spike, and plunged it into the heart of the Devil Incarnate.

At that moment, the Devil Incarnate was filled with despair. He regretted allowing the enemy into their midst and blamed himself for starting this war, giving the foreign races an opportunity. Now all he could feel was his consciousness fading away. Unwilling to end like this, he bestowed his final gaze upon Jian Shen.