<h4>Chapter 1265: Chapter 1256: Surrender</h4>


    On the martial arts arena, a thick purple mist hadpletely enveloped the tform, even Xiao Zhentian had retreated, his eyes wide open, staring at the situation on the stage.


    The members of the Long Hand n, leveraging their physical advantages, continuouslyunched attacks on the women of the Poison Manor. Their long arms were adept at both offense and defense, leaping up and down. As Zhang Po described it, they were ’flipping and juggling’. Meanwhile, the women from the Poison Manor did not rush to decide a victor, instead entangling with the Long Hand n in a strategic dance.


    Whenever the Long Hand n members were about to strike the women of the Poison Manor, thetter would retreat in unison as if on cue. The Long Hand n, having no choice but to pursue, began to feel a stinging sensation after a while in the toxic fog.


    "Big brother, if we continue like this, we’ll be exhausted to death in this mist. I think we should retreat first," one member of the Long Hand n said to the leader.


    The leading member of the Long Hand n retorted, "Retreat? To where? The entire arena is shrouded by these women’s fog. Unless we admit defeat. Are our Long Hand n people ones to easily surrender?"


    "No!" The team members replied, but their tones were clearly weakened. It was apparent that they would inevitably face defeat if this dragged on.


    "No matter, we will awaken and take them down in one move," the leader shouted.


    Upon hearing the leader’smand, the members of the Long Hand n all shouted in unison, ayer of white light covered their arms, which became visibly thinner and longer, while energy body muscles began to grow on their bodies.


    "Charge!" The leader led the charge towards the women of the Poison Manor, their speed astonishingly fast.


    Just as the Long Hand n members were about to reach the women of the Poison Manor, thetter’s bodies erupted with a thick purple fog again, like a small mushroom cloud, enveloping the Long Hand n members.


    The Long Hand n members wrapped in the thick fog immediately began to change. Their newly awakened arms started to fester at a visible rate, growing yellow pustules that oozed pus.


    "This is bad!" the Long Hand n thought, but helplessly, they too were affected by the toxic fog. Their vision went ck and they copsed to the ground.


    "Xiao Yifei, they are starting to fall one by one," Zhang Po, watching the stage, eximed in shock.


    "Now is the time!" Xiao Yifei shouted, then closed his eyes, channeling his Qi towards the martial arts arena. Green light intertwined into a green, rapidly enveloping the area below.


    Meanwhile, Zhang Po leapt into the air, chanting a spell. A golden light gradually concentrated on the Sword Saint. With a loud shout, Zhang Po swung his sword, unleashing a golden Sword Qi towards a pir at the corner of the arena.


    The stone pir cracked as the Elder atop it, overconfident with the belief that no one dared be unruly at the Martial Artist Conference, rxed his guard and didn’t release his internal Qi in advance. As Zhang Po’s Sword Qi severed the pir, the Elder fell along with it, causing the shield on the stage to suddenly disappear.


    "Xiao Yifei!"


    "Here, Compassion for All! Shield!" At Xiao Yifei’smand, the green light beneath the stage swiftly enveloped the martial arts arena, recing the shield while emitting a myriad of tiny green lights on the tform. As these lights touched the Long Hand n members, their festering wounds began to heal.


    The members of the Long Hand n, clueless about what happened, merely felt that at the brink of death, a green light arose on the arena, and their strength began to recover while their wounds healed rapidly.


    What kind of Recovery Power is this!


    "Quick, surrender! Get off the stage!" Chang Wei shouted loudly at the awakened Long Hand n members from below the stage.


    The Long Hand n’s leader came to his senses, realizing that they couldn’t continue entangling with the Poison Manor women on stage. He immediately raised his arms and said, "We surrender! We ask the audience below to bear witness, we have conceded, let us down!"


    With the Long Hand n team rolling and scrambling off the stage, the match concluded, and the victory was dered for the women of the Poison Manor.


    Because Xiao Yifei’s Compassion for All was so sudden, the audience below didn’t immediately understand what had happened. They merely assumed the Long Hand n team used some Secret Technique to quickly retreat and surrender for survival.


    However, the discerning Xiao Zhentian and the four Elders on the pir naturally understood what had happened: someone was meddling!


    The women of the Poison Manor stood on stage with shocked expressions, their faces full of confusion, especially the captain, the leading woman in the Purple Robe, could hardly believe that a cultivation technique could swiftly neutralize the Purple Cloud Poison Fog of the Poison Manor.


    The woman turned to Xiao Zhentian, "Lord Xiao, this?"


    But Xiao Zhentian remained silent, deep in thought. If he immediately ordered the capture of the mastermind causing chaos below the stage, his ambition to eliminate thepetitors might be exposed. With so many eyes witnessing the scene, if he acted rashly, it might not bode well.


    But if he let the troublemaker escape, where would the Xiao Family’s authority stand?


    "Family Head, in this old man’s opinion, this matter should be addressed privately. The priority now is to announce the match result to avoid beingughed at by the juniors below." The elder who was struck down by Zhang Po had some insight, but as an Elder of the Xiao Family, maintaining its order was essential. He did not want to see Xiao Zhentian in difficulty either.


    "Alright." Xiao Zhentian nodded, a hint of severity shing in his eyes, thinking to himself, "If I find out which little rascal did this from below, I’ll surely skin him alive." Xiao Zhentianposed his expression and addressed the audience still awaiting his announcement: "The fourth round, the fourth team of the Long Hand n has surrendered. The winner is the eighteenth team, Poison Manor!"


    With Xiao Zhentian’s announcement, the audience erupted into sparse apuse. Clearly, the participants below were not pleased with these actions of coboration between the Poison Manor and Xiao Zhentian. If it were the previous battle formats, the oue might not have been so predictable.


    "It seems Xiao Zhentian doesn’t intend to pursue it now due to the embarrassment. Let’s hurry back to the resting area before they realize," Zhang Po said as he appeared beside Xiao Yifei after the announcement, urging him.


    "Yes, but sooner orter, the Xiao Family will suspect me. I need to think of a way to conceal myself," Xiao Yifei said as he prepared to follow Zhang Po back to the resting area.


    The Compassion for All just now was a move he graduallyprehended from healing the injured in many rounds, with the effect of group healing and astounding Recovery Power. However, the drawback was significant depletion, and after using this move, Xiao Yifei felt his Qi was entirely depleted.


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    "You two are quite excessive."


    Just as Xiao Yifei was about to retreat with Zhang Po’s support, a cold voice suddenly rang out behind him.


    "Who is it?" Xiao Yifei instinctively turned to look back, only to meet a pair of crimson pupils. They coldly gazed at him and Zhang Po. Xiao Yifei was surprised that, although the eye color was fiery, within this young pair of eyes, it was like a vast cier, staring at him, sending chills down his spine.