My Ares Son-in-Law

Bai Shijing and the white-haired old man were the strongest in the arena. Although they were also injured by Xiao Chen's sword, their breathing was disordered and their injuries were not light, but they still managed to withstand the attack, which was much better than the other experts.

They struggled, grabbing the knife from the ground, their eyes cold, filled with a hint of luck and ruthlessness, as they approached Xiao Chen step by step. Each step seemed exceptionally heavy, yet also exceptionally determined.

Everyone could see that Xiao Chen was no longer able to fight. His breath was weak, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand. This kid had reached his limit. If he was hit again, he would definitely die on the spot!

"I only want this boy's life to avenge my disciples in the New Martial Arts Association. As for the rare treasure, it's yours."

The white-haired old man looked at Bai Shijing with a cold tone, tinged with a hint of compromise... What he wanted most at that moment was to kill Xiao Chen and avenge himself. As for the rare treasure, it wouldn't matter if he gave it to Bai Shijing.

Bai Shi was startled, then nodded, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes, and sneered:
"Fine! I don't care about the lives of these ants. My Bai family only wants that rare treasure. You can have the head!"

The two reached an agreement instantly, a ruthless glint flashing in their eyes. They quickened their pace and soon arrived in front of Xiao Chen.

At this moment, Qin Xianglan spread her arms wide, shielding Xiao Chen tightly. Her eyes were firm, her face showed no fear, her head held high, and her tone was extremely resolute:

"Don't you feel ashamed! So many martial arts seniors joined forces to attack an injured junior. Where is your conscience? Where is your morality?!"

"If you want to harm Mr. Xiao, kill me first! Even if I die, I will never let you hurt him in the slightest!"

"You reckless little brat!"

A hint of impatience and ruthlessness flashed in Bai Shi's eyes. He raised his hand and slapped Qin Xianglan with lightning speed, leaving her no time to defend herself.

With a sharp "smack," she was slapped hard to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her cheek instantly swelling and turning red. Yet, she still stubbornly raised her head, glaring fiercely at Bai Shijing.

Seeing Qin Xianglan being beaten, a flash of extreme killing intent appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his aura became sharp once again...

Today, it seems he can't say anything and has to reveal more of his strength. He absolutely cannot let Qin Xianglan be harmed because of him!
Seeing this, the white-haired old man's eyes flashed with smugness. He slowly raised the knife in his hand, the blade gleaming coldly, reflecting Xiao Chen's pale and disheveled face. He sneered and said:

"Xiao Chen, your death is nigh! Today, I will bring your head back to the capital to report back and appease the souls of my New Martial Arts Association disciples! Hahahaha!"

Knife fall!
A chilling light pierced the dim night sky, and an intense killing intent erupted instantly, heading straight for Xiao Chen's face. The shadow of death instantly enveloped the entire top of Wanhua Mountain!
At that critical moment, when Xiao Chen was about to die!

"Squeak..."

A piercing yet long-lasting creak suddenly echoed across the summit of Wanhua Mountain, shattering the deathly silence and murderous intent...

That was the Black Dragon Temple on Wanhua Mountain. The ancient gate, which had been sealed for decades and no one dared to touch easily, slowly opened at this moment!
Immediately afterwards, a sound as deep and resonant as an ancient bell, carrying an undeniable majesty, emanated from the open ancient gate, reverberating through the mountains and echoing in every corner of Wanhua Mountain's summit:
"I, the Black Dragon Taoist, will protect this boy. Who dares to touch him!"

At that moment, the long sword that the white-haired old man held high remained suspended in mid-air, unable to fall even an inch further...

An invisible, powerful force, like a solid barrier, held the blade firmly in place, preventing it from moving forward even an inch, no matter how hard it tried!
The entire place fell silent. Everyone froze, their faces instantly replaced by shock with ruthlessness and greed... because the legendary master from Wanhua Mountain had finally appeared!
Xiao Chen was still surrounded in the center of the crowd, with dozens of eyes around him, still like wolves and tigers, with lingering greed and ferocity, locking onto him tightly.

It seemed that if the expert were to relent, they would immediately swarm him, tear him to pieces, and seize the treasures he possessed. Outside the crowd, Qin Xianglan's face was deathly pale, her body trembling slightly, her eyes filled with anxiety and despair.

She instinctively tried to rush in and stand in front of Xiao Chen, but Bai Qiaoli beside her held her wrist tightly.

"Xianglan, have you gone mad?"

Bai Qiaoli's voice trembled with anxiety as she gripped her wrist tightly, refusing to let go.

"Going in now is suicide! There are so many top experts here, even Mr. Xiao is almost at his limit, what can you possibly do if you go in?"

Qin Xianglan struggled desperately, tears welling in her eyes, her voice choked with emotion, yet carrying a hint of resolve:
"Let me go! Mr. Xiao... he's about to be killed by them! I can't just stand by and watch him get hurt!"

"What do you mean, 'him'?"

Bai Qiaoli's eyes also reddened with anxiety, her tone tinged with helplessness and bitterness.

"No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand a combined attack from so many top experts! Even my dad doesn't care about him, so what can you, a girl, do? Don't throw your life away for nothing!"

Qin Xianglan bit her lip hard, her nails digging deep into her palms, drawing blood. The excruciating pain was nothing compared to the anxiety and helplessness in her heart.

She knew that Bai Qiaoli was telling the truth...

Even with his formidable strength, Xiao Chen was now at his limit, covered in injuries and with all his true energy depleted. He was no match for the combined attack of dozens of top experts.

She couldn't bear to watch someone she admired be besieged and killed by these sycophants; she absolutely couldn't do that!
Surrounded in the center, Xiao Chen still stood straight. Even though he was covered in wounds and his breath was weak, his gaze swept over the menacing people around him. There was no fear in his eyes, only cold determination.

The spiritual energy within his body had already quietly begun to circulate, and the last trace of power remaining in his dantian was slowly gathering. The Reverse Scale Sword in his hand was ready to be unsheathed at any moment.

He knew in his heart that if he were truly in dire straits, he wouldn't hesitate to go on a killing spree, even if it would completely expose his true strength.

Even if it brings even greater trouble, even if the Prison Clan targets us beforehand, it's still better than dying here and being slaughtered by others!
Just as he was about to use his last bit of strength to draw his sword and fight back in a desperate struggle...

"Stop it, all of you."

An old and majestic voice suddenly boomed in everyone's ears. It was calm and composed, yet it seemed to possess a power that pierced through the soul and penetrated directly into the eardrums.

The shock caused everyone present to feel their blood surge and their minds tremble; even the weapons in their hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Everyone's expression changed instantly; the fierce look on their faces vanished, replaced by shock and confusion. They all looked in the direction of the voice, wanting to see who dared to step forward and stop them at this moment. (End of Chapter)