611: C611 Embarrassed

C611 Embarrassed

Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at his chest which had been pierced, then looked at Feng Yixiu, who was standing in front of him, with an expression of disbelief.0

"You … Didn't you die because of me? " Ye Chen mumbled with blood clots in his mouth.

No matter what, he would never have thought that under his full-powered stab, Feng Yixiu would only have a palm pierced and not his heart.

Logically speaking, his own Spirit Weapon should not have given him an ordinary weapon, even if Level-three Origin Martial Cultivator's battle spirit King had been unexpectedly pierced, he would still be left with no choice but to vent his anger on the spot!

"Only you are Level-three Origin Martial Cultivator? I'm sorry, I am too! " Wu Tie said with an expressionless face.

He had always been prepared for a sneak attack. When the opponent stabbed into his heart, he took the opportunity to take a few steps back to ward off most of the force.

In addition, he was currently Level-three Origin Martial Cultivator, his skin was as hard as steel, and he had also tested Level-three Origin Martial Cultivator's stats. Every single one of them had reached the peak of the three rank Origin Substance, and there were even many whose stats had exceeded the records.

If he hadn't been solidly stabbed, he would have at most suffered a superficial wound, and wouldn't have been able to shake his fundamentals.

"How is this possible!" Ye Chen spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and sweat after hearing that.

Feng Yixiu sneered as he walked past Ye Chen. He patted Ye Chen's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I purposely let you assassinate me, I didn't expect you to be fooled! Fighting with me, you're still too inexperienced! "

"You! You! "You!" Ye Chen said "you" three times in a row. Under the burning sensation, he even spat out his internal organs in anger.

At this time, Dongfang Xiamo's hand, which was holding onto the Mithril Dagger, was trembling. This was her first time killing someone!

Although she didn't take the initiative to kill him, he did die at her hands. In the end, she was just a little girl who was about to reach adulthood. Normally, she wouldn't dare to do this kind of thing.

Feng Yixiu took the Mithril Dagger from Dongfang Xiamo's hands and casually pulled it out.

The moment the dagger was pulled out, blood spurted out crazily from Ye Chen's chest. He screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

What was surprising was that the Mithril Dagger was not stained with a single drop of blood. The bright red blood flowed along the groove on the wall and flowed down, looking extremely clean.

He struggled on the ground as he stared at the ancient Mithril Dagger in Feng Yixiu's hand. He wanted to say something, but he could only spit out blood.

Feng Yixiu sneered, and said lightly, "You want to ask why this dagger can hurt you right? This dagger is not an ordinary dagger, it is made of secret silver, it can easily cut through metal like mud, and it is also your luck that you can die under this dagger."

Finally, Ye Chen stopped struggling. Before the medical team from below the stage could come up, he had already stopped breathing.

Afterwards, the medical team used a stretcher to carry Ye Chen's body down and covered it with a white cloth.

All of a sudden, the entire audience was silent. Everyone looked at Ye Chen, who was being carried down, with a serious expression.

Even though they all thought Ye Chen deserved it. However, they did not cheer together.

After all, the dead were big. Even if he was unforgivable when he was alive, this person was already dead, so there was no need to continue slandering him.

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