Long Chen’s appearance instantly caused an uproar.
"He’s here!"
"That kid really dares to come here to die!"
"He’s about to die, and he’s still posturing. If I were him, I’d be on my knees right now, kowtowing to Senior Sister Su for mercy in front of everyone. Maybe then he could save his own skin!"
Chen Yao and Tuoba Jiao walked in after him. Seeing that the atmosphere was entirely focused on suppressing Long Chen, Chen Yao’s brow furrowed even more deeply.
"Sister Yao, Long Chen brought this all upon himself," Tuoba Jiao said coldly. "Why are you so worried about someone so conceited? It would be best if he just died!"
Just then, an elegant figure appeared. It was none other than Chu Lingjun. Her arrival immediately drew everyone’s attention. Long Xin followed by her side.
"Damn!"
"What’s going on? Even the Senior Sister from the Heaven Institute is here?"
"I can’t believe this life-and-death challenge attracted so many spectators," the crowd exclaimed in shock.
Chu Lingjun watched Long Chen on the stage with great interest. She was very curious to see how Long Chen would deal with an expert from the top ten of the Martial Roll.
"Brother Chen!" Long Xin waved at Long Chen from below the stage.
"Xin’er!" A slight smile appeared on Long Chen’s face when he saw her. He realized that in the short time he hadn’t seen her, Long Xin’s aura seemed much stronger than before.
Long Xin offered a word of caution, "Brother Chen, be careful!"
"Don’t worry, I’m confident!" Long Chen nodded firmly at Long Xin.
"Brother Chen, I believe in you!" Long Xin cheered. "You can do it!"
Su Miaoyu’s lips curled into a smirk. "Long Chen, I truly don’t know where you get your confidence. I thought you’d be too scared to show up and would have run away."
"Scared of you?" Long Chen shook his head and smiled. "None of you are qualified to scare me."
"Still acting tough when you’re about to die, Long Chen?" Zhang Qianyu snorted coldly. "You’re just a Third-class Disciple at the mere War Master Realm. How dare you boast in front of Senior Sister Su? The only path awaiting you is death!"
Sun Bi’an chimed in, "I suggest you get on the Life and Death Platform and bark like a dog for a bit. If you please us, perhaps we’ll grant you a swift death."
Gu Hanyue giggled. "You’re nothing but an ant. For us, killing you is as simple as swatting a fly. Why haven’t you started begging Senior Sister Su for mercy yet?"
The three of them knew full well that Su Miaoyu hated Long Chen to the bone. The more they insulted him, the more they could curry favor with her.
Long Chen ignored the three of them completely, his eyes fixed on Su Miaoyu. His voice was domineering and resonant as he declared, "Get up here and fight! Today, either you die, or I do!"
The whole venue was shocked.
"Fight you?" Su Miaoyu shook her head. "Long Chen, you’re as ridiculous as ever. Do you still not understand the chasm between us? You’re just a Third-class Disciple. You aren’t qualified to challenge me. Therefore, this time, I refuse your challenge!"
The moment she spoke, the entire venue erupted in an uproar, though her refusal was what most had expected. After all, the disparity in their status was obvious to everyone.
"You don’t dare?" Long Chen frowned slightly. His entire purpose for coming here was to kill Su Miaoyu. But with her refusal, it meant he had no chance to kill her here in the Martial Sect.
"You, in your current state, aren’t even worthy of me making a move," Su Miaoyu chuckled. "These three will represent me. We can talk again if you manage to survive them."
As her words fell, the icy gazes of Gu Hanyue, Zhang Qianyu, and Sun Bi’an locked onto Long Chen.
"To deal with him, I alone am enough!" Zhang Qianyu declared as he leaped onto the Life and Death Platform, landing before Long Chen. "Boy," he said coldly, "it’s time to collect on the debt from last time!"
"You alone are no match for me." Long Chen glanced at Zhang Qianyu before his gaze swept over Gu Hanyue and Sun Bi’an. "Why don’t the three of you just come at me together? It’ll save a lot of time."
"What?"
"Did I hear that right?"
"Did he really say Senior Brother Zhang is no match for him? And he wants to take on three at once?"
The disciples of the Martial Sect were stunned for a moment before the entire arena erupted in derisive laughter.
"That fool has a death wish! A mere Third-class Disciple dares to challenge three experts from the top ten of the Martial Roll. He truly doesn’t know how the word ’death’ is spelled!"
"Someone as arrogant as him deserves to die!"
"Your Human Institute has really produced quite a talent!"
The disciples of the Earth Institute looked on with disdain, their mockery relentless. Meanwhile, the disciples from the Human Institute felt utterly humiliated.
"Since things have escalated to this point, why not make it even more interesting?" Tang Le suddenly flashed a grin, looking at Su Miaoyu and the other disciples of the Earth Institute. "How about we place a bet?"