CHAPTER 401 OBSTRUCTION

"Such a powerful dude!"

The young men on the fighting stage were shocked and awed by Darren's power. Their eyes light up

with excitement.

"Let me handle him!"

Fury coursed through the young man with the axe. Before anyone could respond, he directed the rusty

axe on his back toward his target.

"You are not strong enough. Let me help you!" Timothy said.

All of a sudden, a sword condensed by purple light in his hand also flew toward Darren.

Everyone was surprised after they saw Timothy attack. It was not because Timothy was stronger than

the young man with the axe. The purple light sword had shocked them.

"Humph, this dude dare to act recklessly in Violet Phoenix Sect. I have to fight back." The one-star

grand warrior, Oscar, was the last to join. He flew into the square, intending to overwhelm Darren by

joining forces with the other contenders.

Enormous olive-black force and dark gold internal force were about to destroy the whole square.

Different kinds of weapons rose to the sky and powerful force from people on the stage as well as in

the square attacked Darren. If these powerful forces collided, the whole square would be in ruins.

Deep in Violet Phoenix Sect, a man dressed in white and an old man wearing a red robe began

discussing. They had been watching the incident since Darren began his attacks.

"Master, what do you think? Shall I block them?" The old man in the red robe sent a message with his

spiritual sense.

"There is no need. But, please, use your omnipotent power to protect our sect's ground and the low-

level martial artists in the square. We don't want him to kill anyone."

"I see. You want to see his strength," the old man murmured.

The man in white did not speak. Instead, he just nodded. The old man was silent as his withered hand

made a fast movement in the air. Many red runes appeared above the square to protect everything.

However, he did not protect the people he thought would survive. The old man wanted to see them

fight against that young man.

Back in the square, different types of lights rushed forward as they tried to break through Darren's

attack.

Rumble!

The collision force was so powerful that the sky and the earth shook ceaselessly.

"Killing axe, chop!" The young man with the axe summoned his forces to attack Darren. However, when

the axe merged with the dark gold stream, the attacker felt tremendous pain explode in his chest. He

howled and raised both hands toward the sky.

Timothy's purple light sword was stronger. It flew in the dark gold stream and continuously released

purple sword intent that attacked the dark gold internal force. After a while, Timothy's face paled, and

he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Several martial arts masters in the square were very powerful. So, a variety of superior skills also

attacked Darren.

With only one move, Darren had forced all the masters to defend continuously. After an hour, Darren's

vast force began to fade.

Several of the twenty-thousand martial arts masters were close to the level of a grand warrior. This

included the man with the axe who named Abelard, Timothy, and a few nameless masters sitting in the This belongs to - ©.

audience. The number of martial artists at this level must be more than one hundred.

"Kill him!"

They tried their best to defend against Darren's attack. Thankfully, the runes prevented the other

warriors from being killed. The longer they fought, the angrier the martial artists became. Frustrated

with their inability to break through Darren's forces, they flew toward the sky and aimed new attacks at

Darren in unison.

"Stop!" At this time, a ragged-looking young man flew out of the crowd and stood behind Darren.

When the others realized that he was Oscar, they paused. Surprise reflected in their expressions as

they gaped at Oscar's condition.

Seeing how Oscar had suffered, and his appearance after the attacks, some martial artists burst into

laughter.

Timothy pretended he was not injured. His face remained expressionless as he flew to them.

"Ho, Oscar, look at you. The boy only used one move, and you look like this. You are very weak. Are

you really at the Grand Realm? Did you lie about this?" Timothy sneered.

"Bullshit! Did you forget that I chose not to use my domain? Had I used that skill, many warriors would

have been injured. You can fight against my domain if you don't believe me." Oscar was furious after

hearing Timothy's taunt.

"Oh? I'm just curious. Don't be so mad! You said that from among the sixteen contenders, the person

who remained undefeated after battling you for ten moves would get a reward.

Now, I don't think I can defeat him. I am sure you guys feel the same." Timothy pointed at the others.

The remaining contenders flew toward Darren, Timothy, and Oscar. They glared at Darren before

agreeing that they couldn't win against him.

"He is, indeed, powerful. In a one-to-one battle, no one can defeat him apart from this grand warrior.

He's earned my respect." While talking, this person intentionally emphasized on the term, grand

warrior. It was obvious that he was taunting Oscar, as well.

"I agree."

Even Hunk, who had always thought highly of himself, cupped his hands, and said, "He is more

powerful than me."

After all the others had shared their opinion, Timothy stated, "So, this young man is the winner of our

competition. You are like a drowned mouse who needed the assistance of thousands of masters. We

understand that you did not use your domain skill and that you suppressed 40% of your strength.

However, he would have killed you had it not been for the other masters. Reward him."

"You!" Oscar was so angry that he almost spat out blood. It was humiliating that Oscar, a grand warrior,

had been reduced to a ragged mess by one move of a young man. He was absolutely mad!

"Humph, there is going to be no reward. Everyone witnessed this dude trying to kill those innocent

people. Now, I am going to punish him on behalf of the sect." Oscar's facial expression changed as he

glared at Darren.

"Whether or not he deserves punishment for any of his actions is your and your sect's business. But

you must give him the reward you promised. He has earned that. It is acceptable if you kill him and

reclaim it later. But you must give him the reward now. Guys, don't you think so? If you don't, we will

know that you were trying to deceive us." Timothy sneered. He assumed that Oscar did not have any

treasure to give and that he only wanted to show off by challenging the contenders.

Oscar was embarrassed. Timothy was right—Oscar had no treasure to give. Even if he had one, he

would disgrace himself if he took it out at this point. After all, giving the reward meant acknowledging

that Darren had defeated him, a grand warrior!

Darren hovered in the sky and watched the debate.

"Dude, what punishment do you think I will give you? Huh?" Oscar ignored Timothy. Instead, he

sneered at Darren.

"Don't change the topic!" Timothy interrupted.

"Everyone shut up!" Darren shouted. His voice was as cold as ice.

"I will spare you all this time. But if I hear anyone insult her again, I will kill you!" After threatening the

squabbling warriors, Darren turned and flew out of the square.

"Fuck" How dare you? Attack him."

"Humph, you want to run away after attacking us?"

The martial arts masters, who were also levitating in the sky, roared. Despite their hatred for Darren, no

one dared to stop him.

After a moment, Oscar flew forward and stopped Darren.