At this moment, Wei Zhuang was both shocked and heartbroken.
He was shocked that his Embroidered Cloud Chainmail had failed to defend against the opponent's attack, and heartbroken that this defensive treasure had been slashed, completely losing its defensive function.
In extreme anger, Wei Zhuang turned and pounced at Yang Kai, shouting, "Dare to ruin my treasure, I'll make you die!"
Wei Zhuang was also at the third level of the Kaiyuan Realm. When he unleashed his full strength, his power was naturally not weak. However, how could Yang Kai, who had once killed an enemy at the fifth level of the Kaiyuan Realm while in the Queti Realm, be afraid of a mere third-level opponent?
As Wei Zhuang rushed to him, Yang Kai's blood-red blades crisscrossed, slashing a few times.
Wei Zhuang's body suddenly froze, his fist only three inches away from Yang Kai, but he couldn't strike. He could feel a burning heat at his chest.
Lowering his eyes, he saw Yang Kai's blood-red blade, like a snake's tongue, flickering and pressing against his heart.
"Defensive treasure, not so great after all," Yang Kai sneered, his eyes sweeping over the several large tears in the Embroidered Cloud Chainmail that Wei Zhuang wore.
Yang Kai was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that the blade formed by his Yang Liquid would be so sharp.
If he really fought Wei Zhuang, he could win, but it wouldn't be this easy. He was just relying on the power of the Yang Liquid.
But if the other side relied on the Embroidered Cloud Chainmail, why couldn't he use the Yang Liquid?
"Try to hurt me if you dare!" Wei Zhuang's face twitched, looking at Yang Kai with a fierce expression. Even though his life was in Yang Kai's hands, he showed no fear. He was the Grand Elder's grandson! His status was revered, and no one in the entire Lingxiao Pavilion dared to harm him.
"You don't know, do you? My grandfather is the Grand Elder. If you dare to hurt me, you're dead!" Wei Zhuang threatened sternly.
Yang Kai remained unmoved, the blood-red blade on his finger flickering more dangerously, and the red light in his eyes growing stronger.
"Who knows who will die first?" Yang Kai looked at Wei Zhuang with interest, a strange smile on his face, and slowly increased the pressure on his finger.
A thread of fresh blood seeped from Wei Zhuang's chest, his face turning pale, and he couldn't help but groan. The moment he was injured, he felt a scorching energy surge into his body, burning his flesh.
"You dare to..." Wei Zhuang looked at Yang Kai in disbelief. He couldn't believe that someone in the Lingxiao Pavilion would actually dare to hurt him.
"Whether I dare or not, I've already done it. Do you think I dare or not?" Yang Kai continued to apply pressure, the blade penetrating half an inch deeper, blood flowing continuously. Wei Zhuang's body trembled violently, and he said with a fierce but weak voice, "Aren't you afraid my grandfather will kill you?"
"Internal sparring among disciples, life and death are on one's own responsibility!" Yang Kai snorted coldly. "If your skills are inferior, being killed is no one's fault. What does it matter if he's the Grand Elder? The Lingxiao Pavilion isn't his."
Wei Zhuang was terrified. Looking at this mad and ruthless fellow disciple, a chill rose from his heart, making him feel icy cold all over.
Just as he was about to speak, Yang Kai suddenly interrupted him, "I'll kill you before you say the word 'surrender.' Don't even think about it."
Wei Zhuang's face turned deathly pale. He had indeed been about to surrender. In sparring among disciples, once one side felt they were at a disadvantage, they could surrender, and the other side couldn't continue to attack.
But now, he didn't dare to say those words. He saw no trace of joking in the other's eyes, only a very serious look.
"What do you want?" Wei Zhuang gritted his teeth and asked.
"I don't want anything. I just think you're not as good as Su Mu. You only won because of your treasure!" Yang Kai slowly shook his head.
"I'm not as good as him?" Wei Zhuang, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, hissed softly, "How am I not as good as him? My strength is higher, my background is better, how am I not as good as him?"
Yang Kai tilted his head and looked at him, "Don't believe it? I'll show you."
With that, he suddenly increased the pressure on his finger. Wei Zhuang couldn't help but hiss, his face turning golden, and his body staggering.
Yang Kai slowly turned his head and looked at the group of Wei Zhuang's subordinates. They had been fighting Li Yuntian and others just now, but when Wei Zhuang was restrained, they didn't dare to move. They were now staring blankly at this scene.
"Do you want to save your Young Master Wei Zhuang?" Yang Kai asked loudly.
No one dared to answer. Everyone was intimidated by Yang Kai's madness. They were all teenagers, and none of them had ever seen such a brutal scene.
"If you want to save him, kneel down and admit your mistake! If I'm in a good mood, I'll spare his life!" Yang Kai said coldly.
The group's faces turned pale. These words... weren't they the same as what Wei Zhuang had said to Su Mu's subordinates just now?
When Su Mu's subordinates heard these words, they immediately knelt down and bowed to Wei Zhuang. Would they have to follow suit?
So many people were watching. If they really knelt down, they would lose all face. How could they have the face to stay in the Lingxiao Pavilion in the future? But if they didn't kneel, what would happen if Wei Zhuang blamed them?
The group's expressions varied, their thoughts racing, and they were unsure what to do.
"You want him to die," Yang Kai sighed slightly, pushing the blade a bit deeper into Wei Zhuang's body.
Wei Zhuang was terrified. He could clearly feel that if the blade in Yang Kai's hand went any deeper, it would pierce his heart.
That would be a fatal blow!
Wei Zhuang didn't want to die. Drenched in sweat, he shouted at his subordinates, "What are you waiting for? Kneel down now! If I die, none of you will live!"
His subordinates trembled and hurriedly knelt down.
Li Yuntian and others watched with excitement. The anger they had just suffered seemed to dissipate with this act of kneeling, making them feel incredibly relieved.
Yang Kai turned to look at Wei Zhuang and said calmly, "Now do you see the difference between you and Su Mu?"
Wei Zhuang's face froze, his eyes flickering as he glared at his subordinates.
Li Yuntian and others were willing to humiliate themselves to save Su Mu's life. But his subordinates? They only knelt down reluctantly after he shouted and threatened them with his life.
The difference between Wei Zhuang and Su Mu was clear. In terms of charisma, Wei Zhuang was indeed inferior to Su Mu.
"Are you satisfied now?" Wei Zhuang forced himself to look at Yang Kai coldly.
Yang Kai narrowed his eyes, his expression flickering.
Wei Zhuang was terrified, his voice trembling, "You won't..."
But before Yang Kai could answer, a furious roar came from a distance, "Stop it all!"