C197 The First Person to Die!(2)

"I never expected that after our leader guided us through the second massacre without abandoning us, it would be you two who would most want him dead!" Blade Man cursed angrily.

"No worries!" Woo Zhengyang replied nonchalantly, still smiling. "Have any of you considered that even if I die, the rules remain true? If the No Life Sword is taken away, there are still a dozen of you who chose the No Life Sword. Without it, can you survive?"

As Woo Zhengyang spoke, the fifteen cultivators holding the No Life Sword showed a hint of concern.

"Don't fall for his trick. Maybe if he dies, everyone who chose the No Life Sword will be safe," the feminine man with the bow continued.

Unfortunately, few believed him this time, and Woo Zhengyang's previously high opinion of him dropped again.

"In my view, why not have all those with swords attack at once? Whoever can kill him will prove their skill, and the rest will have to rely on fate," suggested Lo Mingzhi, the elder of the Fallen Sun Sect.

Apart from the ones who bore a grudge against Woo Zhengyang, like the Gun Man and Bow Man, Lo Mingzhi was the most eager to see Woo Zhengyang dead.

Lo Mingzhi's idea gained a lot of support, even from the cultivator who had been secretly communicating with Woo Zhengyang, who now fell silent.

Standing atop the statue of the No Life Patriarch, Woo Zhengyang observed the changing expressions of the crowd and sighed. "I've said all I can. If you still refuse to see reason, there's nothing more I can do. But let me remind you, killing me won't be easy. That's all I have to say!"

"Arrogant!" The experts at the Shape Gathering Stage showed a flicker of anger upon hearing Woo Zhengyang's words.

"You're just a lowly Martial Disciple. Even if you've got some skills to make it this far, do you really think you can stand against so many Shape Gathering experts?"

"This kid is just putting on a show. They've only got three nobodies. What's there to worry about?" scoffed the man with the bow, his voice dripping with disdain.

Woo Zhengyang glanced at him and smiled slightly. "As a former teammate, you seem to forget—I never fight a battle I'm not sure I can win."

"Oh, really? Then I'll be watching closely to see how you handle being surrounded by all these sword-wielding veterans."

"You won't get the chance! Because the first one to die will be you!" Woo Zhengyang chuckled softly, pointing his No Life Sword at the bowman.

Even knowing that Woo Zhengyang was just a Martial Disciple, and couldn't possibly project his sword energy beyond the blade, the bowman still felt a chill as the sword tip aimed at him. Having been on the same team with Woo Zhengyang before, he knew just how unpredictable he could be.

Woo Zhengyang's confidence was unsettling, and the bowman couldn't help but take it seriously. So when Woo Zhengyang's sword pointed his way, he instinctively ducked behind a nearby Shape Gathering expert.

Everyone watched Woo Zhengyang, eager to see just what kind of power his sword could unleash.

In just a few breaths, Woo Zhengyang's seemingly ordinary sword remained poised, without a hint of sword energy or any sign of infused power. The feminine man did not meet a mysterious end either.

"Haha... One's putting on a show, and the other's scared half to death knowing it's all a bluff. Quite amusing!" The Array Master with the gun was the first to catch on, chuckling.

With that, the tense atmosphere lightened considerably, and many couldn't help but smile. The feminine man, face flushed with embarrassment, stepped out from behind the expert at the Shape Gathering Stage and angrily shouted, "You arrogant brat, playing tricks when you're about to meet your end! I'll take you down first!"

With that, he drew his bow and fired. Three arrows flew in a triangular formation, whistling toward Woo Zhengyang...

"What the heck?" Woo Zhengyang muttered in frustration, swinging his sword to deflect the arrows. He managed to fend them off, but it was a close call, nearly knocking him off the statue.

"Hmph! Everyone saw it—he's not that impressive. If you don't act, I'll go all out, and don't blame me later!" the feminine man boasted after his successful shot.

He knew well that Woo Zhengyang's combat skills were extraordinary, and relying solely on his archery wouldn't be enough to take him down. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let others take the opportunity.

As the feminine man spoke, a dozen experts at the Shape Gathering Stage, all wielding swords, were eager to make their move.

Just then, a whistling sound suddenly came from afar, quickly approaching.

Everyone turned to look and saw a dark streak shooting across the sky like a meteor, heading straight for the feminine man's location at No Life Square.

The dark streak appeared from a great distance, seemingly too far to pose any threat to the feminine man.

But soon, everyone was shocked to realize that the speed of the dark streak was rapidly increasing.

Eventually, the streak became so small that even the experts at the Shape Gathering Stage couldn't trace it with their keen eyesight.

Similarly, the whistling sound diminished, eventually vanishing along with the dark streak...

From the moment the streak appeared to when it disappeared, only a few breaths had passed.

The crowd was puzzled, unable to discern what the dark streak was or why it vanished.

Then, they heard a thud as the feminine man collapsed to the ground!