Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 178

Chapter 178: Finished in one strike…
*Boom*

There was a loud explosion as Jan Jan’s attack hit.

Dust and gravel went up in the air.

As it did, Chiron also moved.

It was like the passing of two pedestrians. Only it had happened in very fast steps.

Chiron had replaced Jan Jan in his former position, and Jan Jan had replaced Chiron.

The crowd kept quiet as they watched what had happened.

Many people had not exactly seen what had happened.

Chiron and Jan Jan were just that fast. But of course, those of high cultivation levels like the elders and chiefs had seen it.

It totally left them speechless.

Chief Dona could not help but lean forward and even chief Sancca frowned her brows.

The chief of the Cutlass clan that had been laughing at Chiron’s madness earlier on when Chiron challenged Jan Jan was left speechless by the sight before his eyes.

His mouth suddenly felt dry.

How could it not?

The match had barely started, but it had suddenly ended.

It was fast, it was explosive and it was unbelievable.

Chiron suddenly knelt on the ground. As he did, the audience looked on, and some shook their heads. Many had already expected this outcome.

However, someone quickly noticed that Chiron was bringing out a white cloth from his shirt.

Chiron waved his sword and blood splashed on the ground.

He then used the white cloth to slowly wrap his sword. Devil’s touch did not have a scabbard. This was how Chiron kept it when it was out of his storage.

After wrapping it, he placed it on his back. He stood up and then he turned to the area the chiefs were seated, “Can I participate in the competition now?”

The entire arena was silent. Those words were not loud, and Chiron had definitely said them from a point of comfort, but everyone heard them clearly.

Suddenly, just like uneven bricks would fall off one another when stacked together, Jan Jan’s body fell off unevenly, one at a time.

It started with thin strands of blood lines that spread across his face like a tree’s root. And then it spread to the rest of his body.

His eyes were bloodshot and even the chiefs could tell his fate.

It was already too late for him. The only reason parts of his body had held on together until now, was because he had been struggling to keep them in place with his spiritual energy.

He had been struggling as hard as he could. And still hoping that somehow, or by some strange miracle, an elder or a healer would notice his condition and immediately rush to save his life.

However, hopes would be hopes for him, and dreams would follow his name that never was in this reality as the crippler of men, all the way to the grave.

His body touched the ground in segmented parts. Many of them were so perfectly cut that they looked as if a butcher had used a measuring tape on their angles.

And then came the grotesque sight of blood and inner fluids decorating his well dissected corpse like honey on pancakes.

His blood ran away from his body in different directions. As if it was escaping being associated with the loser of the battle.

The crowd immediately went into a loud uproar.

How could they not?

this was an unbelievable sight.

Chiron who did not have cultivation had just killed Jan Jan who had a cultivation of the early stages of the stone rank.

This was not only a surprise, or an achievement, it was destroying the norm that the crowd was ever used to.

Somewhere within the crowd, the man that had bet his life savings on Jan Jan winning the fight suddenly fainted on the spot.

As he did, loud duds could be heard from different places.

Apparently, he was not the only person that had spent his life savings on this particular match.

There was nothing he wanted more than to join Jan Jan in the after life.

Aleen had watched the fight from beginning to end.

He had watched for years as Chiron trained his body to perfection and was really impressed by his son’s hard work and diligence.

However, he had never acknowledged Chiron’s strength.

Yet, Chiron had done the impossible, again and again.

One would imagine that he would acknowledge Chiron at this moment, but he didn’t.

Instead, he frowned tightly as he balled his fist in anger.

He wanted nothing more than to go and give Chiron a spanking.

“How could that fool do that!?” he muttered lowly.

Many of the clan’s elders around him looked at him weirdly.

But he couldn’t be bothered with them right now. His attention was still on the lone figure of his son that stood alone in the arena.

Even till this moment, Chiron had not so much as cracked a smile.

His expression remained stoic, and in his eyes, it was easy for one to recognize that he saw this as the only outcome.

Chief Dona stood up from his seat. On his face was also a frown.

He was angry. Chiron had just killed a clan member and he was behaving like it was just a walk in the park.

There was no remorse nor repentance.

This was not the way clans were supposed to operate.

It was true that there were always unfortunate accidents during the gathering of the sword clans, and people did die. After all, this was the cultivation world.

But one should hold back when fighting one’s own clan members.

Chiron had won the fight in one strike. This meant that he would have just ended the fight by giving Jan Jan light injuries.

But now, Jan Jan was dead. This was one more outstanding cultivator of years of nourishment that had now been lost to the clan forever. How could he not be angry at this?

Aleen and Dona might not like each other, but they still shared a passion for the clan.

In their eyes, Chiron was trash…