System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 124 - 95: The ’9 Mystics’ Emerge

If there are doubts, one naturally seeks clarity.

Chu Qing was about to step forward with his sword when he heard the sound of two arrows piercing through the air, one from the left, shot by Tingtai Pavilion’s Chen Shihong, and the other from a master of the Righteous Alliance.

The man in the black robe had already lost a hand and had just received a kick from Chu Qing, leaving his body utterly battered.

Yet he still wanted to step forward for battle, but as soon as he moved, he was surrounded from the front and behind.

Witnessing this, Chu Qing decided to stay indifferent and watch coldly.

But right at that moment, a sudden scream rang from behind.

He turned back abruptly, only to see a fierce young man stabbing Hou Wenjing in the back waist with a knife.

At this moment, the man was gritting his teeth and twisting the sword blade in his hand.

Hou Wenjing’s arms were severed, and he was already gravely injured, relying on the support of Feiyun Valley disciples beside him.

Everyone’s attention was drawn to Chu Qing, the man in black robes, Chen Shihong, and the Righteous Alliance.

No one had considered that someone would take advantage of this moment to launch a sneak attack suddenly.

"Tingtai Pavilion!?"

Someone recognized the attacker’s identity, and in anger, slapped him away, stepping forward to pursue and kill:

"Die now!!"

"Hold on!"

Tingtai Pavilion naturally couldn’t allow such reckless killing. Even though it was indeed their own disciple who ambushed Hou Wenjing, it should be up to the Pavilion to handle this even if Tingtai Pavilion was wrong.

For the sake of Jianghu loyalty, they could even personally kill this disciple and send the corpse to Feiyun Valley as an apology.

But they couldn’t let Feiyun Valley people just kill their disciples like this.

But at this point, certain reasoning was no longer viable.

Feiyun Valley’s people never imagined that attending a global First Grade Conference would cost them their Grand Elder.

The man in black robes wielded ruthless attacks, certainly hateful, while Tingtai Pavilion’s secret ambush made them even more damned.

In their wrath, who cares about stopping?

Anyone blocking their path would not be spared.

Tingtai Pavilion’s Chen Shihong had been attacking the man in black robes, but hearing the commotion break out behind him, he turned around to see disciples from both sides had clashed.

He hurriedly shouted to stop:

"Everyone, stop!!"

As the Deputy Pavilion Master of Tingtai Pavilion, of course, the disciples of Tingtai Pavilion listened to him, all ceasing their actions.

But how could Feiyun Valley’s indignation be quelled?

Tingtai Pavilion halted, which was fortunate for them, the battle ensued for Feiyun Valley!

Though Tingtai Pavilion’s people had stopped, they remained alert, yet as the saying goes, prolonged defense leads to losses.

Persistently defending themselves, while the other side relentlessly pursued, any minor mistake could be life-threatening.

In just an instant, several Tingtai Pavilion disciples were already knocked to the ground, some spewing blood, some killed outright.

If only Hou Wenjing were still present, even with his arms lost, he could have possibly salvaged the situation.

Unfortunately, Hou Wenjing had lost too much blood and was stabbed in the back waist, now being supported by two Feiyun Valley disciples, his life unsure, remaining unconscious.

Chaos thus erupted, and with the sight of peers dying tragically, Tingtai Pavilion’s disciples could no longer heed Chen Shihong’s orders.

The two sides formally clashed, and in an instant, the arena was filled with sword light and sword shadow!

Moreover, the martial arts field had many people today, and amidst this rampant battle, it was inevitable for outsiders to be caught up in it.

These people wanted to retreat but couldn’t, and could only grit their teeth to resist.

However, this only increased the chaos, making it difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, causing everyone to become bloodthirsty in battle.

Initially, it was a dispute between Tingtai Pavilion and Feiyun Valley, gradually evolving into a chaotic brawl, forcing Chen Shihong to abandon his entanglement with the man in black robes and fly into the crowd, trying to separate them.

No matter what, if today’s situation devolved into complete chaos, it would be a catastrophe for everyone.

But he alone, even with the highest martial arts, facing such a scene was a drop in the ocean.

And without his suppression, the Righteous Alliance’s master could not support alone, and within a few moves, was freed by the man in black robes, who broke into the crowd.

He had no allegiance, killing everyone he saw.

The entire scene centered on this chaos point, as if a stone was thrown into a lake, causing chaotic waves to spread in all directions.

Bian City and Mo Duxing immediately protected Gentle as they retreated.

Casually striking a rushing Jianghu person away, Bian City turned back, only to see a Shuttle Dart nearly arriving at Mo Duxing’s forehead.

Mo Duxing held his sword with one hand, his gaze sharp, yet remained indifferent to this Shuttle Dart.

Wanting to assist him seemed too late, but fortunately, there was a stone underfoot, and he nudged it with his foot. With a whoosh, the stone flew like an arrow through the wind, perfectly striking the Shuttle Dart just before it pierced Mo Duxing’s temple, deflecting it.

Nonetheless, Mo Duxing’s temple still suffered a bloody trail.

Casually wiping away the flowing blood, Mo Duxing gave Bian City a cool glance:

"A trivial trick."

"Yes, yes, senior brother! Your tongue is sharper than your sword."

Bian City drove away those who attempted to approach him while bantering with Mo Duxing.

Gentle sniffed:

"Here he comes."

As she spoke, she rushed out from behind Mo Duxing and Bian City, heading towards Chu Qing.

Bian City and Mo Duxing hurriedly followed:

"Little junior sister, what are you doing?"

"Looking for third brother."

"..."

Bian City and Mo Duxing exchanged a glance, both seeing the delight in each other’s eyes.

Could little junior sister be getting married off?

Otherwise, this girl, being so indifferent, when had she ever cared for someone this much?

Meanwhile, at this moment, Luo Cheng, who was seated on the high platform, frowned intently.