The God of Cataka
85
The arena floor shook and rattled. The cold and hot weather ambushed with the sudden roar of wind swirling around Shen Zhu.
The young man bowed with trembling shoulders. His two burning eyes spouted blood-red flame tongues, as well as his body.
Everyone was trembling in immeasurable shock.
What exactly is going on? Many people wondered in their hearts.
"Adik—" Tiao stuttered and bowed looking at Shen Zhu with a frown.
Bao Yu, Bao Yuwen and their disciples were flabbergasted on the bleachers. Bao Hu froze on the chairmanship.
The emperors and the Alliance Chief looked at Shen Zhu with squinted eyes.
"Number Seven-seven," the Chairman rebuked Shen Zhu. "Are you okay?"
Shen Zhu remained unmoved while everyone grew more and more agitated.
The arena building is shaking more and more.
Xie Ma froze and looked up at the row of heirlooms that floated in front of all the participants.
The participants looked back and forth in confusion.
"Sister!" Jyang Ryu crouched down and shook both of Xie Ma's shoulders. "Conscious!"
On the other hand, Tiao was also trying to get close to Shen Zhu. But when his feet hit the floor around Shen Zhu, the young man was suddenly thrown.
Bao Hu was suffocated in his seat. Bao Yu and Bao Yuwen nearly soared into the arena.
A number of knights simultaneously shot to the arena floor. One person caught Tiao, some approached Shen Zhu.
Xie Ma suffocated to look at the spears of the knights in horror.
Jyang Ryu was forced to carry her and escape the girl to the audience bench. Their teachers were in unison.
The mood turned rowdy.
Especially when the knights tried to get close to Shen Zhu. They were also thrown after reaching the floor around Shen Zhu.
The participants simultaneously filled in horror.
Everyone's eyes were now fixed on the floor around Shen Zhu.
The floor was surrounded by flames. From above, a circle of magic formations was created under Shen Zhu's palm resting on the surface of the floor.
"Delight.." Shen Zhu growled while pulling up his body with a cold expression that looked more like a possessed person. Both of his hands were clenched while his head was still bowed. His voice sounded like the waves.
Everyone frowned.
Who's he talking about? thought they.
Then suddenly and without warning, Shen Zhu raised his face, casting a sharp glare towards the Alliance Leader.
Suddenly everyone followed in surprise.
The two guard knights simultaneously crossed spears in front of the Alliance Leader to fortify him.
"You talking to me?" The alliance chief snarled back.
Shen Zhu tightened his jaw and fist.
"He's possessed!" screeched an office.
Shen Zhu chuckled cynically, "I?" hisses. His voice echoed all over the place until it could be heard by everyone. "Hard?"
The esteemed higher-ups gasped with a huffed expression.
"You are possessed!" hiss Shen Zhu stared at the ranks of the alliance higher-ups with a cold expression. But both of his eyes were burning. "You are possessed by greed. fraud…"
The participants simultaneously smothered their mouths in horror.
"You blasphemed the alliance!" hardik one of the higher-ups.
The chairman raised his hand hinting to be silent as the higher-up almost jumped off the balcony. "Knight Number Seven-seven, watch your cintra as a knight. I don't know what made you lose control. But have you forgotten the ten principles of chivalry?"
The knights on the arena floor stood in a standby manner.
The arena floor began to crack and rock fragments floated up around Shen Zhu.
The participants were directed to leave the arena floor replaced by a number of knights.
Jyang Ryu watched the arena vigilantly while his hands clasped Xie Ma's trembling shoulders. The girl gasped unable to speak, her gaze sweeping around uneasily. Jyang Yue tried to calm him down on the other side by rubbing the girl's back.
"Well!" Shen Zhu chuckled once more. "Ten principles of chivalry?" the grunt is cynical.
"You forgot about it?" tuding Chairman. "alright. You tell him!"
The honor officials, the participants and the knights simultaneously stood upright while clenching one of their hands on the chest in the honor of the soldiers, then shouted out loud, "Honest!"
TRANGS!
A loud sound like the impact of a sword suddenly echoed throughout the place. The circles under Shen Zhu's feet widened and increased by a single circle pattern.
"Humbly!" continue everyone with their heads held high. Not yet aware of what happened.
A TRAAAAANG!
The sound again. One circle increased around Shen Zhu, making the magic formation widen.
The knights standing on the arena floor were flabbergasted.
"Consolately!" yell at everyone again.
A TRAAAAANG!
The circle on the floor is getting wider.
The knights on the arena floor inched backwards.
"Equivalence!"
A TRAAAAANG!
"Sacrifice!"
A TRAAAAANG!
Bao Yu swallowed.
"Heroic!"
A TRAAAAANG!
The audience held their breath.
"Honor!"
A TRAAAAANG!
"Pigilance!"
A TRAAAAANG!
"Wisdom!"
A TRAAAAANG!
"Virtue!"
A TRAAAAANG!
"Justice!"
A TRAAAAANG!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRH!" the knights were thrown from the arena.
Fires raged on the arena floor. The figure of Shen Zhu looked smoldering like a king of hell. Ten chains rolled around the arena with bases on both hands, five on the left, five on the right. Each chain is attached to a scythe that is embedded in the dividing wall.
"Controlling demons to slaughter the people." Shen Zhu growled in an unfamiliar voice. "Where is your mercy?"
GRAAAAAKKK!
One scythe was plucked from the wall.
The audience was strangled and shocked.
"Rooting the inheritance of the people, where is your virtue?" Shen Zhu continued in a hoarse and deep voice that set up the fur of the nape.
GRAAAKKKK!
The second scythe missed.
Everyone swallowed.
"Taking spoils as an award is an achievement" Shen Zhu continued. "Where's your honesty?"
GRAAAAAKKKK!
The third chain is broken.
The emperors turned their heads simultaneously towards the Alliance Leader.
The alliance leader gritted his teeth and clenched his hands.
Alliance officials simultaneously paled.
"Religary spoils?" murmuring of participants.
"Heirloom Liu!" hiss Xie Ma, finally making a sound, but stuck in the throat.
The surrounding spectators turned to look at Xie Ma.
"Devil it—" Xie Ma stuttered as he looked around with an uncontrollable look of horror as if he was seeing a ghost surrounding him. "I remember the devil…"
"Shhhhh! Shhhhh!" Jyang Ryu rubbed the girl's back and tightened his embrace.
"The devil is carrying a spear" Xie Ma sighed as he fell to the floor.
Jyang Ryu and Jyang Yue simultaneously scooped it up.
The spectators blinked and turned towards Xie Ma and towards the arena floor, then stared at the ranks of the alliance higher-ups in confusion.
What exactly is going on?
The participants looked at Xie Ma with uncertain gazes but looked shocked.
The arena already looks like a fireplace now. It was rumbling and cracking while the whole place around him was shaking.
Shortly thereafter…
YOAAARRRR!
All the scythes were uprooted from the walls and blew up the arena.
Shen Zhu floated upwards with a blazing body. His hair and robe were puffing and whistling around his body along with a strand of sickle-eyed chains. The scabs floated like crab claws ready to ambush anyone who tried to get close.
He floated quietly in the middle with a position facing towards the alliance leader and the higher-ups. "Tell me," he said in a thunderous voice. "What does the glory of the knight mean?"
The knights simultaneously charged towards Shen Zhu from various angles.
Xie Ma froze with his eyes and mouth rounded. Trying to scream but his voice stuck in the throat. His eyes stared at the horrors of the spears of the knights. Next to his hand was stretched out toward Shen Zhu.
But then the knights just froze in a five-meter radius around Shen Zhu like hanging displays.
Shen stretched out his hand that was wearing a black steel bracelet with a flaming chain strand of sickle-headed. But don't swing his scythe. He stretched his hand forward and clenched.
YOAAARRRR!
The knights that were frozen around him exploded simultaneously.
