Faced with Wang Zixu's pleas for mercy, Guo Ran showed no mercy. His long blade pierced Wang Zixu's chest, lifting him off the ground.
"Stop..."
Countless members of the Wang family roared in unison. The Wang family possessed immense power at the Tianlong Divine Armor Academy, with tens of thousands of experts, but now they only dared to shout and not a single person dared to step forward.
Because after the late-stage Realm King of the Wang family was slain by Huo Ling'er with a single sword strike, everyone was terrified. They finally saw the real ruthless man, dared not move recklessly, only shouted wildly.
The elder of the Wang family's council was now furious. Wang Zixu was the strongest genius in the family's history, and his only hope. If Wang Zixu died, the Wang family would be utterly destroyed.
But he was old and weak, unable to step forward and save her. He was so anxious that veins bulged on his forehead as he shouted angrily at Xue Yifan:
"Xue Yifan, are you blind?" How could we allow our disciples to kill each other? "
Hahaha..."
Before Xue Yifan could respond, Guo Ran roared to the sky, "Killing each other?" When I kill him, he kills each other. So when he kills me, why don't you fart?
Wang Zixu's life is his life, but is my life merely an ant? Let me tell you, with the boss here, even if the sky falls, I will kill Wang Zixu. None of you can save him. Guo
Ran held a black blade, picking at Wang Zixu, his eyes scanning the room, his face twisted with ferocity.
Long Chen sighed inwardly. Guo Ran had been suppressing himself for too long, and today he finally exploded. Xue Yifan had been waiting for the day he would explode. Unfortunately, this kid was too patient. Only when Long Chen arrived did he dare to vent his anger.
"Guo Ran, please don't kill me. Please, I don't want to die. I want to live. As long as you don't kill me, I'd rather be your follower. No, I'm willing to be your servant. I only ask you to spare my life..."
Wang Zixu hovered in midair, and with every word he spoke, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. His life was in Guo Ran's hands. He didn't want to die—what face could he have now? It no longer mattered, he pleaded bitterly.
"If only I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place? You bully me, humiliate me, block my path of cultivation—I can endure all of that.
Because the path of cultivation is never fair, but you absolutely shouldn't have killed my brother. Do you remember how Tu Bao died? Guo Ran gritted his teeth and roared at Wang Zixu.
When he heard the name Tu Bao, Tu Hu's body trembled. That was his own younger brother, who had died an untimely death during the hunting trial. He had always thought he had died at the hands of magical beasts. Now, hearing Guo Ran speak up, he finally understood that Tu Bao's death was deeply wronged.
"You damn scoundrel, you actually threatened me with his life to lure me into revealing myself.
Brother Tu Bao, in a fit of rage, you took your own life. Do you still remember what I said back then? I will cut off your head to honor his spirit. Murderous intent surged in Guo Ran's eyes.
"No..." Wang Zixu let out a desperate scream.
"Pfft!"
Guo Ran suddenly drew his long blade from Wang Zixu's body and slashed horizontally, instantly severing Wang Zixu's head.
No blood flowed out, because Wang Zixu's blood had long since drained. This strike not only beheaded Wang Zixu but also destroyed his soul. Wang Zixu was completely dead.
"Whew!"
Guo Ran grabbed Wang Zixu's head with one hand and roared angrily toward the sky:
"Brother Tu Bao, I, Guo Ran, have fulfilled the promise I made to you, ...."
After Guo Ran shouted, he burst into tears. The two brothers, Tu Hu and Tu Bao, were his closest friends. Before Guo Ran became a star in his life, they shared similar personalities and, despite the threat of death, were determined to follow him.
During that hunt, Guo Ran knew things were going wrong and hid early, unwilling to confront Wang Zixu head-on, because at that time, fighting Wang Zixu head-on was no different from courting death.
But who would have thought that in a fit of rage, Wang Zixu actually captured Tu Bao and threatened Guo Ran to come out.
At that time, Guo Ran was hiding in the shadows. Just as he knew he was outmatched, he was ready to fight Wang Zixu to the death. In a fit of rage, Tu Bao self-destructed, and Guo Ran watched helplessly as his brother died before his eyes.
Guo Ran's violent killing intent directly exposed his whereabouts, which led Wang Zixu to pursue him all the way to the Demon Dragon Cave, which led to the later creation of the Demon Dragon Battle Armor.
At this moment, Guo Ran should have been happy to have slain his mortal enemy, but thinking of his own incompetence and inability to save his own brothers, he was overcome with grief and burst into tears.
Long Chen stepped onto the arena and patted Guo Ran on the shoulder. Among all the people here, he understood Guo Ran's feelings best.
Guo Ran never wanted to be the boss because he couldn't bear such a blow. That sense of helplessness would be excruciating, but he had no choice. After all, Tu Hu, Xie Qianqian, and the others all relied on him. If he fell, none of them would have a good ending.
Guo Ran was under immense pressure, the pain in his heart known only to himself. He still had to pretend to be strategist and give everyone confidence, while he himself didn't know how much longer he could hold on. This feeling was unbearable for him. Now, having avenged Tu Bao, the emotions he had suppressed for so long exploded again.
"Don't cry, that's enough. Brother Tu Bao has a spirit in heaven; he absolutely doesn't want to see you like this." Long Chen comforted her.
Guo Ran cried for a while, feeling all his suppressed emotions melt away, and he felt much more at ease. Tu Bao's death had been like a curse to him, and now that curse had finally been lifted.
"Xie Liuer, Leng Hui, aren't you both unwilling to accept me? If you want to challenge me, I won't refuse. Anyone present can do it, no matter who you are. Guo
Ran wiped away his tears, took a deep breath, and pointed his black long knife at them. His eyes swept across the crowd as he shouted loudly.
Xie Liuer and Leng Hui's expressions changed, but they didn't dare say a word. Wang Zixu was already dead, and they all knew their limits and wouldn't dare challenge Guo Ran.
As for the others, they didn't dare to do it either. Although among the older generation of strong warriors, there were certainly some stronger than Wang Zixu, according to the academy's rules, they had no right to challenge Guo Ran.
Besides, they weren't blind. The atmosphere at the Tianlong Divine Armor Academy had changed. If they were the first to be the first to do it now, it would be no different from courting death.
Anyone with a bit of sense knows that the old dean supported Guo Ran, openly tore ties with the council, killed Wang Zixu, and shocked everyone. Next, the dean might take action against the council, and the entire Tianlong Divine Armor Academy would likely face a major purge.
As the saying goes, 'If you don't beat the diligent or lazy, don't beat the lazy, only the one who doesn't see the limits.' If he stood up against Guo Ran at this moment, it would be like defying the old dean, and it probably wouldn't end well.
"Although you two opposed me, they were only targeting me personally. It was a grudge between disciples. As the acting dean now, I won't cause you any trouble, because I can't find a reason to kill you.
But some people are different: Zhao Guangdi, Yue Changhui, Li Xiaochong, Gu Yi..."
Guo Ran recited more than thirty names in one breath, and the disciples whose names were called all changed their expressions.
"Come out and face death!"
Guo Ran shouted sternly. As his voice fell, the entire room erupted in commotion.