Chapter 39: Blood Ignition, Eleventh Level!-God of Desolation and Slaughter(The Masked Yellow Hero)

"Too arrogant, damn it! Even I don’t dare claim I could defeat that freak in a single move—where do you get the nerve?" Liang Yidao was born unable to tolerate such provocation. He seized the opportunity and charged forward, stopping right in front of Xia Jiuxuan.

"You’d better keep a low profile, or I’ll kill you myself before anyone else does!" Liang Yidao could never control his explosive temper, which was why he often got himself into trouble.

"Liang Yidao, restrain yourself! Do you really think the Deputy Head of this institution doesn’t exist?"

Rules were rules. Liang Yidao had already been granted an exception once due to his status, but coming back again and again—did he really think the Nirvana Academy was a place where he could run wild?

"Hmph." Liang Yidao clenched his teeth, feeling a bit intimidated, and snorted coldly, "He’s a dead man walking anyway. Forget it, I won't stoop to the level of a corpse…"

"Get lost!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Jiuxuan struck out suddenly. He twisted his body and struck Liang Yidao's chest with a powerful palm.

As Liang Yidao was sent flying, Xia Jiuxuan flashed up and, stepping through the air, stomped hard onto his chest.

Bang!

Liang Yidao crashed heavily to the ground.

Only now did he realize what had happened, his face flushing purple-red with rage.

"You bastard! How dare you ambush me!"

He roared, brandishing his blade and preparing to charge.

"Stop!"

A voice of authority rang out from the long table—the Third Prince himself had spoken.

"Liang Yidao, I made it clear: no one is to break the rules of Nirvana Academy. What do you take my words for?"

At this, even his elder brother Liang Wuhui’s expression changed. "Stand down! If you dare defy the prince’s command, I’ll deal with you myself!"

"Brother…" Liang Yidao finally managed to force down his wrath, lowered his head, and retreated.

Those watching had been stunned by the scene.

The once-invincible Liang Yidao had just been beaten?

Left as battered as a stray dog.

And as for Xia Jiuxuan—he clearly wasn’t an ordinary person. Even if it was a sneak attack, without real strength, how could he have pinned Liang Yidao beneath his feet?

But even so, could he truly defeat that demonic blooded monster?

Clearly, no.

"Xia Jiuxuan, why aren’t you making your move yet?"

Gu Yun stepped forward, covertly releasing his aura, trying to pressure Xia Jiuxuan into action.

"And who do you think you are?" Xia Jiuxuan’s tone was utterly calm. "I chose to fight him out of my own will—it has nothing to do with you. No one can force me to do anything, understand?"

Gu Yun frowned at this.

Even more arrogant than he’d imagined.

"No wonder I’ve heard you dared kill the son of an elder from the Feathered Transformation Sect. You certainly have some nerve—very well." Gu Yun’s face darkened, a murderous glint in his eyes. "Let’s hope your strength matches your arrogance!"

The Third Prince, hearing this, was visibly intrigued. He asked, "Gu Yun, what’s this about him killing the elder’s grandson from the Feathered Transformation Sect?"

The City Lord’s Manor had never reported the matter; Gu Yun had only heard of it from Ayao.

"Your Highness, I've only heard rumors myself. I'll make further inquiries and report back to you," Gu Yun replied respectfully.

"Very well." The Third Prince stood up. "That is quite a surprise. Deputy Head, you give the order—let Xia Jiuxuan and Chu Kui fight, so the rules are upheld."

"Yes, Your Highness." Vice Dean Wu accepted the command and announced for Xia Jiuxuan to begin.

With this, everything was according to the Academy’s rules.

Xia Jiuxuan paid no mind to the proceedings; his true aim was to keep this youth named Chu Kui from seeking death—he wanted to save his life.

"A bunch of useless fools, what a waste of words."

In this short time, the wound on Chu Kui’s back had already healed, and the demonic air about him grew even thicker.

"Come, fight!"

Xia Jiuxuan stepped forward and soared skyward.

"Courting death!"

Chu Kui’s face twisted with rage, the black scales on his body flaring with an unnatural light.

"Graah!"

He let out a long howl, like a beast’s shriek.

Bang!

Chu Kui kicked off the ground, shattering the granite flagstones beneath him and leaving two massive craters.

"Die!"

Chu Kui bared his teeth, demonic blood within him burning at its peak. This claw could tear apart even a Transcendence Stage expert, let alone a mere Palace Entry novice!

"What a savage aura!"

Even Liang Wuhui was shocked by the force he felt.

The Third Prince’s eyes shone with excitement, murmuring, "If only I could make use of one such as him…"

Chu Kui’s presence was so domineering and dazzling that everyone else completely overlooked Xia Jiuxuan on the opposite side.

After all, in their eyes, there could be no suspense in this match.

Bang!

Ten thunderous explosions ignited the prelude to battle.

In the sky above, Xia Jiuxuan’s whole body blazed with crimson flames, like an asura breaking free from hell itself.

"This—!"

"He—he’s demonic blooded as well!"

"Heavens, how are there suddenly two demonic blood monsters at once!"

Feeling Xia Jiuxuan’s terrifying aura, the crowd erupted once more.

Even Gu Yun, the so-called fiercest man in the imperial capital, could no longer remain calm—his face grew dark.

"Hmph. So he has something to rely on after all. But he’s still far beneath Chu Kui," Gu Yun muttered coldly.

Xia Jiuxuan’s realm was now revealed: Fifth Rank, Palace Entry.

Over the past few days, on the road, he had poured a fortune’s worth of spirit crystals into the Slaughter Arena. Once the crystals were spent, his realm rose two stages, reaching the Fifth Rank, Palace Entry.

This level, in Nirvana Academy, was not considered high—rather, it was near the very bottom.

And as for the aura of demonic blood, Xia Jiuxuan still could not compare with Chu Kui.

So, while the crowd was surprised, they still expected the outcome they’d foreseen.

High above, the two were about to collide.

Bang!

Suddenly, another explosion resounded.

"Eleventh Layer, Bloodburst!"

Xia Jiuxuan’s aura soared severalfold in an instant!

Clearly, he had further refined his Bloodburst Nine Lives technique, pushing it to the eleventh layer.

For anyone else, such an achievement was impossible.

But for Xia Jiuxuan, it was as easy as counting one, two, three.

So long as his realm could withstand it, even a hundred layers would be within his reach.

Joking aside, a born killer who couldn’t even manage this much hardly deserved to contend for the Emperor’s throne in the first place!

Thus, the extent of Xia Jiuxuan’s combat strength was determined solely by his cultivation.

At the Fifth Rank, Palace Entry, he could withstand the eleventh layer of the Bloodburst Nine Lives, raising his strength to the utmost limit for his stage—a level unreachable for others.

"Roar!"

Chu Kui raised his claw, striking for Xia Jiuxuan’s head with reckless abandon.

"Be suppressed!"

Xia Jiuxuan shouted coldly, his blood and strength surging to their peak.

Bang!

Claw and palm met in midair.

The wild shockwave shook the entire Nirvana Academy.

"Ah!"

After one exchange, Chu Kui let out a cry of horror.

Within his blood-colored pupils, there seemed to be endless terror.

Boom!

His body plummeted like a meteor, smashing through the ground and burying itself three feet deep.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded, their hearts pounding with fright.

One move!

It had truly taken just one move—Chu Kui, so proud and powerful, had been defeated!

Impossible!

That unremarkable youth possessed such overwhelming strength!

Yet, the most shocked of all was not the onlookers, but Chu Kui himself, dazed and trembling in his pit below.

"A true dragon… the aura of a true dragon…" he murmured in confusion.