Martial Ruler

1Du Xiaosheng, Fighting Cultivator level 9, had gathered all of the high level Fighting Technique s and all of the high level secret arts. He had always been ranked ninth among the Expert Ranking, and had never lost against any of the different kinds of challenges. One after another, his achievements caused Du Xiaosheng, who was already at the end of his tether, to be unwilling to lose!    0

    

He tried his best to resist, wanting to withdraw all the Dou Qi that he had summoned back into his body, but his speed was too slow. Before he could recover his Dou Qi, Faang Lei opened up his hand and grabbed his throat.    

    

"Ah, cough, Mr Faang Lin, have mercy!" Du Xiaosheng struggled in pain. Not only did he not break free from the restraints, but he also found that the strength in Faang Lei's hands was getting stronger and stronger. It was so hard that he couldn't even breathe. The fear of death immediately made his entire body shiver, and bean-sized sweat appeared on his pale forehead like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.    

    

Faang Lei completely ignored him. He exerted force into his hand and a deep howl came out from Du Xiaosheng's throat.    

    

"Mr Faang Lin, I was wrong, please spare my life!" Du Xiaosheng screamed out in pain one after another, begging for mercy. However, Faang Lei showed no signs of stopping his movements.    

    

Du Xiaosheng finally understood that Faang Lei wanted his life from the start, but before he died, he had to make him feel extreme pain. Thinking of this, he wanted to cry out for help from the judges, but unfortunately, his pained eyes did not attract any pity from the elders when they looked at him, because he had a sentence in his throat: "I admit defeat", so no matter what, he could not shout it out.    

    

"I'm sorry, I don't have the habit!" With a turn of his wrist, a crisp crack was heard. Du Xiaosheng's neck unwillingly fell to the side in Faang Lei's hands.    

    

"Sovereign is dead! Sovereign is dead!" Seeing this, the members of the Du Sect immediately panicked as they howled in disbelief. The howls lasted for a moment, then stopped under Faang Lei's indifferent gaze. The Du Sect members all leaned back in fear, and no one dared to make a sound.    

    

Looking at the lifeless Du Xiaosheng on the ground, Faang Lei slowly stepped forward. With a cold smile, he said, "From now on, I will take your position!"    

    

"Clan Master!" "Sovereign!" The members of the Seven-layer Sect, on the other hand, displayed extreme passion. The moment the purple robed elder announced Faang Lei's victory, they let out an earth-shattering cry! Now that the Patriarch of the Du Sect had died, Seven-layer Sect had naturally become the fourth great power alongside the Sky Hall, Phoenix Nest, and Martial Group. How could this not cause the members of the Seven-layer Sect to feel extremely proud and honoured?    

    

Immediately after, Faang Lei walked down the stage under the gazes of admiration, fear, and anger from the crowd. The moment he passed by the judges' seats, someone suddenly called out his name, "Faang Lin!"    

    

Faang Lei turned around and saw that several elders in the judging area had stood up at the same time. They stopped Liu Tie and said, "Faang Lin, Third College Master wants to see you!"    

    

Faang Lei kicked his feet and thought for a moment. Then, he replied, "Sure, please lead the way!"    

    

Everyone watched in confusion as Faang Lei was led out of the Upright Hall Pavilion by a few elders, and quickly disappeared around the right corner.    

    

Third College Master? Faang Lei still had some impression of Third College Master. He was called Elder Fu, the old man who presided over the last stage of Heru College. He looked quite friendly. However, when he thought carefully, he understood that it was probably Third College Master who was secretly observing the Expert Ranking s' battle. After all, the Expert Ranking s' students would become the pillars of their students in the future, so it was natural for them to pay attention.    

    

"Didn't this Third College Master know that I had half a Pardon Spell on me and wanted to take it back, or did he see me use it to force me to hand it over to the academy?" Along the way, Faang Lei furrowed his brows and considered all possible situations. Moreover, he also thought of a way to deal with the situation. He even thought of a way to resolve the situation.    

    

Just when Faang Lei lowered his head and was deep in thought, the elder who was leading the way suddenly stopped. He pointed to a small yard in front and said, "Go in, Third College Master is waiting for you inside!"