Chapter 241: Chapter 200: Will You Die Alone or Take Them Down With You? (5.2K larger chapter, 10,000 words updated today please subscribe)_3
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“Clearly, the other party is colluding with Six Gates, and have the audacity to shift the blame.”
“To think such duplicity lies beneath the ever so righteous Ma Wuji.”
Before Pei Xuanjing had a chance to speak, whispers broke out amongst the spectating martial artists.
They were not fools, they could see that the collusion was evident. They never thought Ma Wuji, of all people, would stoop so low to outright deny it.
“Hmph!” Ma Wuji sniffed at the murmurings martial artists.
“If anyone has proof, feel free to step forward!”
Even if the crowd believes he is guilty, without any evidence, they could do nothing to him.
The connection between them and Six Gates is a verbal agreement. There is no tangible evidence. Unless a person from Six Gates admits it, it cannot be proven.
This was the foundation of Ma Wuji’s confidence.
The current situation was quite clear. Denying the accusations might lose him the reputation he built over many years, washing all his hard work away.
But he couldn’t admit it because admission meant death.
He knew well how to weigh the two options.
As long as he’s alive, there will always be a chance. But in death, there remains nothing.
The people of Justice Hall behind him also voiced their support for Ma Wuji.
“Hahaha…” Pei Xuanjing’s hearty laugh suddenly echoed through Long Street.
Everyone’s gaze shifted to Pei Xuanjing. They are eager to see how Pei Xuanjing would handle Ma Wuji’s staunch denial.
“Justice Hall is not an entity to be bullied?” He repeated what was said earlier, then stepped forward with an imposing aura. His voice, like a thunderclap, boomed: “So how about, if I, Pei Xuanjing, bully you?”
At Pei Xuanjing’s words, the faces of Ma Wuji and his men paled.
Pei Xuanjing was utterly unphased. His True Qi danced around him, containing his indomitable will: “I, Pei Xuanjing, don’t need evidence. My word is the evidence.”
My word is the evidence!
Such domineering proclamation shocked everyone present.
Feeling the frightening aura, the ordinary members of Justice Hall trembled, even Ma Wuji and his men were startled.
“You…” Ma Wuji’s face was ashen. For a moment, he was speechless. He never expected Pei Xuanjing to act in this manner.
To see Pei Xuanjing, who was always so peaceful, exhibit such a domineering posture, thwarting Ma Wuji’s every plan.
Gasps…
Every person present expressed surprise.
No one had anticipated that Pei Xuanjing would adopt such an attitude, drastically changing everyone’s perception of him.
Just a moment ago, they were angry at Ma Wuji’s shamelessness, now they felt relieved, entranced by this aggressive display of Pei Xuanjing.
“Pei Xuanjing, are you trying to annihilate Justice Hall?” Ma Wuji’s face was
livid, he asked with barely restrained rage.
If you observe closely, beneath that anger, lay a flicker of fear and panic.
Pei Xuanjing shook his head: “I’m not here to destroy Justice Hall, you want to drag the entire Justice Hall down with you!”
At these words, Ma Wuji’s pupils constricted, obviously understanding Pei Xuanjing’s meaning.
Pei Xuanjing continued lightly: “I, Pei Xuanjing, am not a bloodthirsty person. If it can be proven who the culprit is, as long as the culprit commits suicide to apologize, the remaining people could survive. Unfortunately, we cannot find out who the culprit is now, so we have to make a hard decision…”
“Stop your discordance!” Ma Wuji rudely interrupted Pei Xuanjing. He retorted:
“The disciples of Justice Hall are united. They won’t fall for your discord!”
“Oh, is that so?” Pei Xuanjing asked in a strange tone, looking at those Justice Hall disciples with shifting glances. He said coldly: “So you mean to say, you want all of them to die along with you?”
As he spoke, Pei Xuanjing’s Blood Qi surged, a terrifying aura pressuring the disciples of Justice Hall.
The masters were just slightly taken aback, while the ordinary Justice Hall disciples found it hard to breathe under Pei Xuanjing’s imposing aura.
Ma Wuji wouldn’t sit idly and let himself be killed. His True Qi circulated within him, resisting Pei Xuanjing’s oppressive aura, he sneered: “Justice Hall has thousands of disciples, you alone cannot…”
Pei Xuanjing smiled suddenly, his aura dissipating, reverting back to calm.
Just when someone thought Pei Xuanjing had given up, they heard him shout: “Where are the Shenxiao Sect Members!”
“Present!”
Nearly a hundred people stepped forward from the crowd of spectators, each exuding an intense aura.
Leading them were Yu Zhenzi, Deng Zhong, and three others.
Among the nearly a hundred people; seven were First-Class Martial Artists, fifteen Second-Class, and thirty were of either genuine or pseudo Third-grade masters. The rest were all Fourth-grade Martial Artists.
“Disciple here!”
The voice of Pang Hong echoed through Long Street. He stepped forward without hesitation.
Although his strength was insignificant compared to others, he didn’t hesitate the slightest.
Bang!
They are actually members of the Shenxiao Sect?
Many were shocked, seeing familiar faces standing out, surprised that they were part of this group.
“He’s from the Shenxiao Sect?” Some of the younger martial artists looked at Pang Hong’s figure, furrowing their brows.
These past two years, Pang Hong had acquainted many young martial artists during his travels.
His extraordinary strength sparked curiosity about his background, they never expected he would be part of the Shenxiao Sect.
Everyone was stunned. Nobody would ever guess that the calm and collected Pei Xuanjing managed to amass such a force in silence.
Though the gathered masters were slightly less powerful than some of the top forces, they were on par with an average first-class power.
Add Pei Xuanjing, a supreme martial artist of the martial world, into the mix, and the force grows even stronger.
The Shenxiao Sect, which disappeared for 200 years, will appear again.
The same thought ran through many people’s minds.
Pei Xuanjing nodded to Yu Zhenzi and others, he looked appreciatively at Pang Hong.
Then his voice rang out once more: “So, does Pei Xuaniing now have the abilitv to exterminate Justice Hall?”
The shock on Ma Wuji’s face was too great to hide, but it was quickly replaced by resoluteness.
“Taking advantage of the weak, I’ve roamed the martial world for more than a hundred years. I am not one to fear death…”
Before finishing his bold proclamation, he was interrupted by Pei Xuanjing’s snicker. He heard Pei Xuanjing say: “It seems that Lord Ma has become certain of his impending doom and decided to drag everyone with him. But have you ever asked your disciples of Justice Hall if they are willing to die with you?”
At Pei Xuanjing’s words, Ma Wuji couldn’t help but turn his gaze towards his disciples.
Alas, under his gaze other than a few disciples, most were not resolute or decisive. Their gazes were filled with unease.
“So, kill yourself!”