"Alright, alright!"
Wu Shanfeng said with a smile.
"Today everyone has gathered to resolve matters, not to argue!"
"Besides, arguing can't solve anything!"
"Don't you all agree!"
"Yes…" Only then did everyone quiet down.
As for Shui Zhuo, his gaze remained ice-cold.
Following this, Wu Shanfeng explained his ideas to everyone.
A擂台 (leitai - fighting arena).
Whoever wins in the end, gets the Fire Spirit Ganoderma.
This method, while appearing fair, was actually unfair to some.
Especially for martial artists at the入门级 (rumen ji - beginner level).
"Heh heh… your four great families really have a good plan!"
"Exactly, you've counted all of us in? Have you no shame!"
"We disagree!"
"That's right, we all disagree. After all this fighting, wouldn't you be the ones to benefit?"
"Well said, if I'd known, I wouldn't have come!"
"This is too f-ing disgusting!"
"Who isn't saying that! Alright, alright, don't listen to them show off, let's rely on our own abilities!"
More and more people were arguing, nearing chaos.
Shui Zhuo couldn't stand it any longer. His eyes glinted as he sent a palm strike outward, his internal energy projecting externally. Several martial artists before him were sent flying, and he coldly declared, "You people are truly getting bolder when given an inch!"
"We, the four great families, have been very courteous. Don't push your luck!"
These words completely enraged everyone.
"Damn, what are you so arrogant about?"
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Exactly!"
"If you hadn't sent out the invitations, would we have come?"
"Who is the one putting on an act?"
Everyone was furious.
At this moment, Shui Zhuo, in his anger, charged into the crowd to kill.
The scene unfolded incredibly fast, dazzling the eyes.
"Shui family, attack!"
The command was given, and the Shui family members surged forward.
They began slaughtering the crowd.
Their speed was astonishing.
Seeing this, Wu Shanfeng had no choice but to order the Wu family to act as well.
Thus, both great families joined the fray.
Chen Fan and An Ye, positioned in a corner, were quite taken aback. They were both smart and saw that this was a setup from the start.
An Ye clicked his tongue repeatedly, "I can't believe they actually dared to do this!"
Chen Fan chuckled, "No profit, no early rise. People's hearts have changed!"
"What should we do?" An Ye asked.
"Don't rush, let's wait a bit longer…" Chen Fan remained unconcerned by the events unfolding before him.
"Alright!"
Instantly, the entire Shanfeng Villa was engulfed in a chaotic battle.
Many martial artists, before they could even react, fell into pools of blood.
What a mess!
Some, feeling terror, tried to escape, but were brutally slain.
"You beasts, why?"
"What deep hatred do we have with you!"
"Argh…"
"Heh heh, go ask in hell!"
The members of these two great families continued their frenzied killing.
Most martial artists below the 内境 (nei jing - Inner Realm) had fallen into the bloody mire, unconscious.
Of course, those in the 内境 (nei jing) weren't faring much better. Most were injured and couldn't hold on.
"Wh-why is this happening?"
"Why are you doing this?"
"We are all martial artists, why!"
"Beasts…"
At this moment, Shui Zhuo spoke the truth, coldly snorting, "Only the dead are not qualified to compete with us!"
"Therefore, all of you must die!"
"Hahaha…"