Late at night, the sound of the door latch being pulled echoed continuously. The young n tiptoed out of their rooms, following Thomas Yang and Dylan Chen ahead of them.
Just a few steps away from crossing the boundary, Thomas Yang suddenly shouted.
"Brothers, charge with , charge!"
However, the young n behind him didn't move, and the ones behind Dylan Chen were the sa.
Thomas Yang was stunned. He turned sharply to look at Dylan Chen, squinting his eyes.
"So, you were still guarding against ."
"And you were doing the sa," Dylan Chen said calmly.
If he had trusted Thomas Yang, once the young n behind him crossed the red line and died, Thomas Yang would have turned around and killed all his people, and he himself wouldn't have escaped death.
"Since you've seen through , I won't pretend anymore. Dylan Chen, tonight I will definitely deal with you!" Thomas Yang glared viciously at Dylan Chen.
"Is that so? What makes you so confident?" Dylan Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as calm as water.
Thomas Yang raised his hand, about to give the order to attack, when suddenly, a series of loud shouts ca from the distance.
"Move faster, what are you dawdling for!"
Thomas Yang turned his head and was instantly shocked.
Ryan Ji was driving over seven hundred young n, all holding long spears, and pushing the remaining subordinates of Thomas Yang.
Although the spears were crudely made with wooden poles and stone tips, the edges of the stone were ground very thin, making them look extrely sharp.
The most terrifying sight was that, led by Ryan Ji, nearly a hundred of Dylan Chen's best fighters each held a dripping head in their left hand, all of them Thomas Yang's subordinates.
The others being driven had their hands tied with ropes, making it impossible for them to resist.
Thomas Yang was horrified. He never expected his elite forces to be subdued so easily.
All of this was thanks to Ryan Ji. Ryan Ji had killed more than a dozen dissenters with thunderous ans, and seeing his strength, the others didn't dare to resist and let him tie them up.
As for the weapons, Dylan Chen had known that one day he would have to face off against Thomas Yang, so he had his trusted aides prepare them in secret long ago.
"Dylan Chen, did you kill them all?" Ryan Ji asked.
Dylan Chen nodded.
"But..." Ryan Ji hesitated, "they've already surrendered. I once heard an old soldier in the village say that killing those who surrender is unlucky."
"Kill," Dylan Chen coldly spat out the word.
The tied-up young n imdiately panicked and began begging for rcy.
"Dylan Chen, we were wrong. We shouldn't have opposed you by following Thomas Yang. Please, spare our lives."
"Brother, from now on, you are my real brother. I'll do whatever you ask. Please, don't kill !"
"Dylan Chen, I'm begging you. My parents are still waiting for to co ho."
"Enough noise," Dylan Chen said coldly.
The young n imdiately fell silent, trembling as they looked at Dylan Chen.
Dylan Chen said lightly, "If you want to live, it's simple. Two heads for one life. Do you dare?"
Ryan Ji hadn't really intended to plead for these people. He and Dylan Chen were playing off each other to make these people desperately grasp at this slim chance of survival.
The young n gasped, and after a mont of silence, nodded heavily.
"As long as we can live, we'll do whatever you say."
Seeing this, Thomas Yang's face was full of a fawning smile. "Dylan Chen, there's no need for this. We can discuss things properly."
"Discuss?" Dylan Chen sneered. "I said before, after tonight, the past will be written off. I don't hold grudges against the dead. Once you're dead, our grievances are settled. If you are willing to take your own life, I will spare the others."
"You're talking nonsense! The Immortal clearly said..." Thomas Yang's words were cut off as if soone had grabbed his throat, forcing him to swallow the rest.
"What did the Immortal say?" Dylan Chen asked, his face showing a faint smile.
Thomas Yang snorted coldly and refused to speak further, fearing he would fall into Dylan Chen's trap.
Only a few people knew about this matter. If he revealed it publicly, Brian Qin would surely kill him.
With a glance from Dylan Chen, Ryan Ji imdiately led his n into a neat formation, spears in front, unard behind, slowly pushing Thomas Yang's n towards the red line.
The young n who had broken free of their ropes glanced back at the orderly spear formation behind them, then stared fiercely at Thomas Yang and his n.
"What are you doing? Are you rebelling? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!" Thomas Yang shouted, his voice fierce but his heart weak.
The young n didn't retreat but advanced, striding towards Thomas Yang and his n, eyes full of killing intent.
Dylan Chen sneered inwardly. Thomas Yang was being foolish at this critical mont. If he had spoken kindly, there might have been a chance to turn things around. But using his old authority to suppress these people? How could they not rebel?
In the face of life and death, Thomas Yang's threats were nothing.
Dylan Chen's gaze slowly moved to the young n behind Thomas Yang.
"The sa goes for you. Bring two heads, and you can live. I will let bygones be bygones."
Hearing this, the young n behind Thomas Yang imdiately showed strange expressions.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. He won't spare you. First, let's deal with these traitors!" Thomas Yang shouted, charging out first.
Dylan Chen's side was already prepared. He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to lead his n into a charge.
The urgent task was to suppress those who were ready to move, then make further plans.
Dylan Chen watched coldly as the two groups, originally belonging to Thomas Yang, fought each other.
Stimulated by the threat of death, both sides quickly lost their reason and began fighting desperately.
As people died, both sides beca more and more frenzied, so even killing each other over the heads.
"Stop fighting! This is his sche. Have you forgotten how he refused those who ca to join him? He won't spare you. Kill him with , or you'll all die!" Thomas Yang shouted, grabbing a young man fighting over a head and breaking his neck.
The young n finally cald down and stopped fighting.
"Dylan Chen, you're really cunning," Thomas Yang said through gritted teeth, staring at Dylan Chen.
"We're all the sa. You were the one who sched against first," Dylan Chen said indifferently.
"Hmph!" Thomas Yang stood at the front of his group, clenching his fists. "Brothers, today only one side can survive. If you don't want to die, charge with !"
Dylan Chen's face showed a mocking smile. He stepped forward heavily, and his team imdiately followed, advancing in an orderly manner.
The two sides quickly clashed. Although their numbers were similar, half of Dylan Chen's n had spears, making Thomas Yang's side no match. Dozens of young n fell under the spears as soon as they made contact.
"You, co with . Let's kill Dylan Chen together!" Thomas Yang shouted, leading dozens of his best fighters straight towards Dylan Chen.
As long as they killed Dylan Chen, his n would scatter. Ryan Ji alone couldn't hold them together.
Though Ryan Ji was brave, he didn't have the sa authority as Thomas Yang and Dylan Chen.
"What now?" Ryan Ji turned to Dylan Chen.
"Block the others. Leave Thomas Yang to ," Dylan Chen said calmly.
The situation had evolved to this point, and his side was already winning. The fighting could be left to Ryan Ji.
But since Ryan Ji and the others had blood on their hands, as the leader, he had to kill soone to command respect. Thomas Yang was the perfect choice.
"Are you that confident?" Ryan Ji asked with a smile.
"Of course, I have great faith in my teacher," Dylan Chen replied with a smile.
"Haha, then it's settled. Leave the others to !" Ryan Ji laughed, shaking his shoulders, and led ten n to block Thomas Yang's fighters.
Thomas Yang knew Ryan Ji was deliberately setting up a one-on-one fight between him and Dylan Chen. Though he didn't understand why Ryan Ji was doing this, he didn't believe Dylan Chen was his match. With a cold smile, he charged at Dylan Chen.
Dylan Chen remained expressionless, quickly dodging Thomas Yang's punch and grabbing his wrist, twisting it hard, using the sa technique Ryan Ji had used to beat Thomas Yang.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed. Thomas Yang's right arm went limp instantly. Dylan Chen kicked him away, sending him sprawling to the ground, unable to get up, blood trickling from his mouth.
The fighting young n stopped instantly, staring at Dylan Chen in shock, swallowing hard.
They could accept Ryan Ji beating Thomas Yang, but they never expected the seemingly frail Dylan Chen to disable Thomas Yang in one move.
They didn't know that while Thomas Yang was indulging himself, Dylan Chen was learning how to kill from Ryan Ji every day.
Yes, not just fighting, but killing!
Ryan Ji had grown up in a mountainous area full of wild beasts. He started hunting with his father at the age of ten, fighting wild animals.
No matter how fierce Thomas Yang was, he was just a bully who liked to fight, relying on his courage.
But Ryan Ji, having fought wild beasts for years, had real skills. The two couldn't be compared.
Dylan Chen never doubted Ryan Ji's claim of shooting a tiger at twelve. When Ryan Ji was serious, he looked like a man-eating tiger from the mountains.
If not forced to join the Demonic Extre Sect, Dylan Chen believed Ryan Ji could have beco a general leading troops in the future.
Dylan Chen had been bullied by Thomas Yang because he was weak from malnutrition. But recently, everyone had been taking Spirit Breaking Pills, and the more spiritual energy in their bodies, the less physical advantage mattered.
With their strengths nearly equal, fighting experience beca crucial.
Under Ryan Ji's guidance, Dylan Chen had improved rapidly, no longer the weakling who couldn't win a fight.
Ryan Ji had told him that wild beasts didn't use fancy moves in their fights; they fought to the death at first sight.
Beasts were like that, and so were humans.
Now, he had done it. In one move, he had disabled Thomas Yang. Thomas Yang's life was now in his hands.
Dylan Chen stepped on Thomas Yang's chest, looking down at him with disdain.
"Every ti you sched, you bet on whether I would trust you. Do you think I would trust a snake like you? Do you think you're smart because you're cunning every day?"
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