The reason those people cast murderous glances at Long Chen must be because they sensed something.
Because in the consecutive elimination rounds, Long Chen had already slain seven strong opponents targeting Lingxiao Academy, and Bai Shishi and the others had also taken down them.
With so many deaths, they must have noticed something was wrong. Putting themselves in their shoes, they knew it was Long Chen who was responsible.
Now Long Chen had flipped them off, making it clear: it was me who did it. If you disagree, come fight.
However, the spectator seats were oval-shaped, too large, and separated by formations. They could only see some nearby people, while those farther away couldn't see clearly.
But even among the nearby crowd, there were quite a few factions filled with murderous intent. Clearly, countless people in the spectator seats were targeting them.
"I really didn't expect your Lingxiao Academy to be opposed by so many people. Currently, we control over a hundred forces, with more than twenty thousand on the list. There are still many people we haven't encountered, so there must be even more. Hehe, I don't know why, but I'm actually a little excited." Lu Mingxuan giggled, as if the bigger the commotion, the happier she was.
"Long Chen, it seems your mood has improved a lot. The murderous intent in your eyes has completely disappeared." Luo Xue looked at Long Chen and smiled.
Long Chen smiled and nodded, but soon he was startled as he recalled what the dragon clan expert had said.
He possessed the Eye of Purgatory, which would generate endless baleful energy, and since it had already awakened, the energy would spread even faster.
Although it had sealed the Eye of Purgatory for Long Chen, it had said its power was endless, better to be diverted than blocked. If it accumulated for too long, once it erupted, the baleful energy would devour his mind.
The Eye of Purgatory, also known as the Eye of Slaughter, only releases its power through killing, allowing him to vent his emotions and keep him clear-headed.
When that disciple of the War God Hall was killed earlier, he didn't know why, but his anger was instantly ignited. After killing a few enemies, the pent-up frustration in his chest dissipated a lot, and even his mood improved considerably.
At this moment, he became alert and realized that the Eye of Purgatory was probably causing trouble. Since it was sealed, his temper seemed to have grown increasingly sensitive, and even the smallest thing could trigger his desire to kill.
At Lingxiao Academy, he had been buried in his cultivation. Although he felt his temper had changed somewhat, it wasn't very obvious.
Later, because Chu Yang repeatedly provoked him, he was furious. But in the Jialin Immortal Land, Long Chen had slain all the top experts, leaving none of the disciples of the five major powers alive, and even destroyed the Golden Bell Sect. Logically, the Eye of Purgatory should have been relieved.
But this time at the Jiuzhou Conference, Long Chen seemed to sense something was off. He seemed to get angrier and more easily, forcing a smile several times to argue with others. In reality, he wished he could slap someone to death.
Today, after Luo Xue's casual words, he seemed to understand that the Eye of Purgatory might be related to cultivation, because since returning from Jialin Immortal Land, Long Chen had been pushing through his realm with full force, which might be related to this.
"What is Long Chen thinking? You're not scared, are you? Seeing Long Chen deep in thought, Lu Mingxuan joked.
"Besides you, I've really never been afraid of anyone." Long Chen said irritably.
"What are you afraid of me?" Lu Mingxuan blinked his big eyes and chuckled.
Long Chen glanced at Lu Mingxuan, but in the end didn't dare respond. He thought that this very beautiful girl would definitely get him dragged into the ditch with her next sentence.
"Buzz"
At that moment, another elimination match began. This time, Long Chen encountered a strong opponent, and Long Chen's quick attacks were actually dodged by him.
"Whew."
Just as he dodged, Long Chen smashed down with a punch, the void trembling. The immense force made the entire arena tremble. The man had nowhere to dodge and took the blow head-on, but both his arms were instantly broken, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
Long Chen grabbed his neck, but after briefly meeting his eyes, he let go. That person was not targeting their Lingxiao Academy.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Long Chen, for showing mercy."
The man narrowly escaped death, his face full of fear. After quickly thanking Long Chen, he admitted defeat and left.
That person was very strong. Before his aura fully unleashed, he relied on his physical strength to withstand a punch from Long Chen and survive without dying. He was definitely a master, but unfortunately encountered Long Chen.
The Martial Arts Tournament has its own rules: when teleporting in, one must maintain a normal state. If one enters combat mode too early, the nameplate cannot be teleported.
If you lower your blood pressure before entering the arena, and the opponent is already in the right state, entering at that moment could mean being punched to death as soon as you step inside.
Relying on his formidable physique, Long Chen didn't need to charge up at all and attacked directly, gaining quite a few advantages.
When Bai Shishi and the others returned, everyone exchanged glances, slightly surprised, because none of them encountered any hostile enemies.
Soon, another knockout round began, and this time, Long Chen and the others defeated their opponents without encountering any opponents.
Logically, with fewer and fewer strong warriors nowadays, there should be a higher chance of encountering hostile opponents, since those sects that have dominated the rankings for years are all extremely powerful.
"It seems they're just like us—just letting the weaker ones give up, so we don't get more information." Luo Xue said.
Everyone nodded. Luo Xue's analysis made a lot of sense, but she spoke with great restraint, saying the cannon fodder was slightly weaker to avoid embarrassing the disciples of the War God Hall.
After all, the other side wasn't fools—they all had connections. As long as a disciple revealed their sect, no one would dare kill them.
So many people had died, and their heads were shattered. There were obvious signs of soul searching, so it was clear that Long Chen and the others were responsible.
However, what surprised Long Chen a bit was that it was impossible for all sects targeting them to be on alert; there were probably still some who slipped through the cracks.
But since they hadn't met each other twice, Long Chen couldn't help but suspect that even in the spectator seats, these people might have secret communication methods.
Although everything is now being managed by Huayun Trading Company, these people have organized so many Jiuzhou conferences, so there must be some hidden methods. Secret contact is not surprising.
Soon, another elimination round passed, and Long Chen and the others came out safely, but Luo Ning was injured, half her body covered in blood.
Upon inquiry, he learned that luck was unfavorable—he had encountered a powerful expert, and judging by the situation, they were hostile. Luo Ning risked his injuries to kill him, but failed to perform a soul search.
"Luo Ning is very formidable. At this point, the remaining opponents are no longer cannon fodder, but those with the strength to break into the top hundred. The fact that you can kill him is proof of your strength." Long Chen encouraged him.
Originally, Luo Ning was a bit upset about her injury, but after hearing Long Chen say this, her mood instantly improved a lot.
"Clang"
At that moment, a loud bell rang, and a smile appeared on Luo Xue's face:
"Although it was all expected, I still want to congratulate everyone. Ten thousand spots for the Martial Arts Championship have appeared, and we have all made it through."