My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 467 - 468: Despicable Qin Jian

Chapter 467: Chapter 468: Despicable Qin Jian

"Fuck, what the hell is going on?"

"Didn’t Qin Jian lose?"

"Not at all, Qin Jian was feigning death all along, actually waiting for this moment to pick the ripe peaches!" Many in the audience were stunned.

"Despicable!" Su Yueli said with a look of extreme disgust in her eyes.

The whole audience couldn’t stand to watch anymore, and they cursed loudly, "Qin Jian, you have no shame!"

"How can you be such a sneaky bastard?"

"That’s dirty!"

Qin Jian, holding a bloodstained sword, sneered, "The last one standing is the winner!"

Below the stage, Qin King clapped excitedly, shouting, "Good, my son did beautifully!"

A few kings by blood looked displeased.

Though Qin Jian won, his behavior was too shameful!

It can’t be put on a pedestal!

"Dragon Mountain, aren’t you going to announce my victory?" Qin Jian urged.

Dragon Mountain was momentarily stunned, then nodded and said, "I declare the winner of this royal son-in-law selection tournament, Qin..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a deep voice filled with the wrath of a wild beast erupted, "Hold on, I’m not dead yet!"

What?

Everyone turned their heads and saw a terrifying sight!

Ye Wudao was propped up by two knives, actually standing up.

Seeing this, Qin Jian’s pupils involuntarily shrank, "Impossible, my sword just now should have killed him!"

The hundreds of thousands of spectators on site were incredibly excited, shouting, "Good!"

"Way to go, King Slayer!"

"This is a real man!"

Even the several bloodline kings couldn’t help but admire, "Beautiful!"

"He actually stood up!"

"What are you saying?" Qin King glared at the crowd fiercely, and the several bloodline kings didn’t dare to contradict him due to Qin King’s domineering presence.

Only King Xiao sneered, "King Qin, brother, dare to do but not let others speak?"

"Hmph, this little beast called King Slayer, even if he can stand up, after being stabbed by my son, there’s no difference from a dead man!" Qin King sat in his chair, sipped his tea, and spoke with a calm air, "My son will surely marry the holy princess of the royal clan!"

The scene switched to on top of the arena mountain.

Qin Jian looked at Ye Wudao with immense hatred in his eyes, "You little shit, why did you stand up? Just to make me lose face? Go to hell!"

As he spoke, Qin Jian swung his long sword, ruthlessly attacking Ye Wudao.

Just at the critical moment, Ye Wudao parried the attack with his knife!

"I joined this royal contest without the wish to kill," Ye Wudao said slowly, his Eye of Slaughter devilishly blood-red, emitting a terrifying glow.

"But you, I must kill!"

"Arrogant!" Qin Jian sneered, "Clearly at the end of your rope and still so full of hot air, go to hell!"

With that, Qin Jian swung his cherished sword like mad, generating a hundred strands of Sword Qi, and with a furious shout, "Storm Rain Sword Slash!"

In an instant, hundreds of strands of Sword Qi turned into a storm, landing all at once, with tremendous power.

"Dragon Collapse Slash!" Ye Wudao roared, swinging his knife fiercely.

Bang!

Although Ye Wudao broke most of the sword rain, he was still injured by several sharp strands, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he staggered back.

"King Slayer, you expended most of your strength fighting the crazy Thunder earlier; now you are not qualified to fight me!" Qin Jian sneered, astonishingly also emitting the aura of a half-step fourth-rank Battle King.

"Shit, Qin Jian was actually hiding his strength too!"

"Half-step fourth-rank Battle King, second only to the mad Thunder!"

"With such strength and underhanded tactics, who could possibly defeat him!"

"Alas, it seems King Slayer is destined to be drenched in blood on the arena today!" Many felt sadness and sighed, sympathizing with Ye Wudao’s unfair plight.

"Haha, my son, show the world how powerful you are!" The King of Qin was incredibly excited.

Qin Jian stood on the arena, the sword in his hand instantly igniting with flames, its power doubling.

"This next sword strike will claim your little life!"

As the words fell, Qin Jian swung his sword; "Fire Tiger Sword Slash!"

Roar!

A streak of sword light, like a fire tiger stamping the heavens, swiftly and fiercely struck Ye Wudao.

Thud!

Ye Wudao suffered a severe injury, spitting out fresh blood, his body harshly falling to the ground, with only one eye able to open.

"It’s over!"

"The young master has surely lost!"

"That Qin Jian is too TM despicable!" The people of the North King’s palace had tears in their eyes, their faces full of grief and indignation.

It hurts!

Ye Wudao’s eyes showed blood, his face filled with unwillingness as he said, "I’ve come this far, overcoming obstacles, slaying demon monks, defeating Lin Feng, beating the Thunder Madman! Am I really going to lose to such a despicable nobody?"

Thinking of his fiancée Su Yueli, about to marry such a disgusting guy with her noble identity as a princess of the royal clan!

A towering rage burned within Ye Wudao’s heart!

I cannot allow this!

In Ye Wudao’s blood-filled eyes, the scene of him taking the test at the Tomb of the North King slowly appeared!

The toughest moments of life, he had survived through them all!

He must not fall when dawn is breaking!

Ye Wudao tried to get up, only to be brutally stamped back down to the ground by Qin Jian.

"You brat, still trying to get up? Hmph, people like you only deserve to be trampled under my feet!" Qin Jian said with arrogance.

"Damn it, I can’t get up at all!" Ye Wudao exerted all his strength, but with severe injuries and his energy nearly depleted, he was utterly powerless to turn the tide.

A bitter smile appeared on his face!

Am I going to be defeated?

Ye Wudao slowly closed his eyes.

"Son, do you know why I wanted you to pass the test of the Nine Steps to Heaven?" Suddenly, the memory of the mental conversation with his father resounded in Ye Wudao’s mind.

Back then, Ye Wudao didn’t understand.

Now, in this dire situation, at the darkest time in life!

Ye Wudao finally understood!

"I get it now, the Nine Steps to Heaven is actually a type of stepping technique!"

Ye Wudao’s realization dawned on him instantly, and his body erupted with power, forcefully shaking off Qin Jian.

"Look, Ye Wudao is actually getting up!"

"That’s TM tough, a true iron-blooded man!"

"Forget idolizing Qin Jian, I was a fool; the King Slayer is my idol, the mentor of my life, the lighthouse guiding me forward!" Some of the people who were originally Qin Jian’s fans started to defect, turning their support to Ye Wudao.

At that moment, nearly hundreds of thousands in the crowd were chanting Ye Wudao’s name!

"King Slayer!"

"King Slayer!"

"Damn it, how does this brat still have strength?" Qin Jian looked at Ye Wudao in disbelief, the noisy voices around him making him extremely irritable!

What a bunch of idiots!

Do you all want the King Slayer to win?

Then I’ll simply kill him!

"You little bastard, if you want to die so much, I’ll grant your wish!" Qin Jian, enraged, attacked Ye Wudao with another sword strike.

Ye Wudao’s eyes were calm, and as Qin Jian’s strike came towards him, he took a step forward.

"Nine Steps to Heaven—First Step!"