Chapter 21: I was too kind

"Howl!" Another blood mark appeared on Arata's face. His agonized expression contorted, and he shouted, "Dad... save me!" "Swoosh!" Elian couldn't sit still any longer. His face twisted in a grimace as he stood up. How did this useless Iwao manage to restore his cultivation level? What exactly did he do? "Howl!" The Wind Blade Swift Leopard climbed up from the ground, releasing its ferocity. Guided by its sense of smell, it lunged fiercely at Iwao! "Daring to come again?" Iwao sneered, his figure moving like lightning. In an instant, he unleashed a series of consecutive punches! Every punch landed precisely on the exposed parts of the Wind Blade Swift Leopard. Iwao, like a fierce beast, repeatedly hammered its massive figure, forcing it to retreat continuously! The Wind Blade Swift Leopard, already blinded, was powerless to defend itself under the relentless rain of attacks. It was just too fast! As it approached the edge of the arena, Iwao's eyes flashed with a cold light. Using his left foot as an axis, he concentrated all his strength on his right leg, executed a reverse kick, and directly kicked the Wind Blade Swift Leopard dozens of meters away, rumbling and rolling under the arena! Human strength against the massive Illusionary Beast! And he actually... won! Not only Arata but even the audience below was left dumbfounded. How robust must his physique be to achieve such a feat? The Wind Blade Swift Leopard continuously spat out blood foam, struggling on the ground, but after a few attempts, it stubbornly refused to get back up. "Wow!" Arata, as if struck heavily, spit out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and his entire body convulsed. "Dead... it's dead!" Some daring spectators approached and sensed the breath of the Wind Blade Swift Leopard. Their faces changed dramatically. Iwao, relying on his physique, had beaten an Illusionary Beast to death! On the other side, Raman took a sudden step back. His heart felt as if it were being squeezed by a giant hand, making it difficult to breathe. For the first time, he felt genuine fear towards someone! "Seventh Prince, your turn." Iwao turned around, his eyes ice-cold as he looked at Raman. At that moment, Raman seemed to see an ancient ferocious beast, baring its teeth and grinning at him! The burst of killing intent made Raman almost collapse to the ground. "I... I..." Raman wanted to concede, but at the thought of the numerous spectators below, he forcibly swallowed those words. If he truly uttered the word "concede," he would have truly disgraced the royal face! "Swoosh!" Iwao paid no attention to Raman's thoughts and quickly approached. He activated the Imperial Art, and the radiance around him intensified! Under Iwao's control, the Myriad Wood Soaring Body became even more proficient. Raman lost all fighting spirit, and even the Silver Radiance Profound Elephant was significantly affected. After just a few moves, he was overwhelmed by Iwao, who grabbed him by the neck and lifted him. The entire audience was completely dumbfounded. How long had it been since Iwao stepped onto the stage? Arata's and Raman's Illusionary Beasts were either dead or injured. And the two of them were thoroughly defeated! If it weren't for the fact that pinching themselves hurt, they would have thought they were dreaming! "Ugh!" Raman struggled painfully, his face turning red. "If you... dare to kill me, today... you won't leave Imperial City alive!" This was nothing short of a threat! As for the rules of the life and death arena mentioned earlier, who cared about that now? Iwao remained calm, his gaze sweeping over the other side. With his arms turning into spikes, Swallow aimed at Arata's forehead. Elian's face changed abruptly, and he angrily exclaimed, "Iwao, what do you think you're doing?" A sense of terror emanated from him! As the Lord of Imperial City, Elian was at the Seventh Level of the Earth Spirit Realm. If he insisted on ordering Iwao's execution, Iwao would be no match! "What's this? The words you uttered earlier don't count?" Iwao's face revealed a mocking expression as he looked towards Elian, as if provoking him. The last time, he was high and mighty, stripping away his accomplishments! Ha, what an imposing demeanor! "Eek." Elian clenched his fists tightly. "Iwao, I advise you to think about yourself, think about your family! If you dare to act recklessly in Imperial City, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!" He had to protect Arata at all costs, his only son! On the other side, the old eunuch also emitted a threatening aura, his pupils sharp. "Iwao, we advise you to let go and leave quietly. If you continue down this path of stubbornness, you won't be able to bear the consequences!" "What consequences?" Iwao burst into laughter. "From the moment I stepped onto this life and death stage, I knew what would happen. What do you think I, Iwao, came back for? In the past, I was too kind, which allowed you to bully me one by one. If I were a bit more ruthless, you wouldn't dare to treat me like dirt!" "Iwao, how dare you!" As Iwao's words grew more intense, Elian roared. If anything happened to Kenyi, even if he had to risk it all, he would make Iwao pay with his life! "From now on, I, Iwao, will undergo a complete transformation and become a terrifying existence that terrifies all living beings!" Iwao's pupils suddenly burst with killing intent. He and Swallow agreed. As he crushed Raman's neck bones with one hand, Swallow also plunged his arm into Arata's forehead. In the blink of an eye, both of them were dead! "You little bastard, I'll slaughter you!" Elian's pupils erupted into unimaginable crimson, and he charged out like a mad beast as if possessed by a raging fury! He witnessed his son dying at Iwao's hands! The indescribable pain tore at his heart. The old eunuch also shouted angrily, his figure like lightning! "How dare Iwao publicly murder the arena! He was truly fed up with living!" "How dare he?" "Isn't he afraid of bringing destruction upon his clan because of this?" "Boom! Boom!" At that moment, a figure arrived from behind, striking out two consecutive palms, sending the old eunuch and Elian back hundreds of meters! Magar, at some point, stood in the arena. He stood with his hands behind his back, his voice soft and sinister. "Elian, you proposed the life and death battle, and now you're backing out. Quite amusing!" Elian and the old eunuch trembled with anger. "Elder Sexton, do you intend to protect him?" the old eunuch asked first. "He is the ultimate victor," Magar raised an eyebrow. "And now, only he remains. If we don't take him back to the Fiery Fire Sect, how can I justify it to the sect? Should I take you back instead?" The old eunuch's face darkened, his fists clenched. "Elder Sexton, I hope Fiery Fire Sect won't interfere in this matter!" Elian said emphatically. "This kid was abandoned by Wind Sword Sect from the start. Because of his cheating, Mateo personally crippled his cultivation and threw him back like garbage. If Fiery Fire Sect treats him like a treasure and accepts him into the sect, won't it be a laughingstock?" The old eunuch nodded repeatedly. "Indeed, others will only think that Fiery Fire Sect is lowering its status by accepting even Wind Sword Sect's castoffs!"