Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 776 - 773: Who is the Prey!_1

Chapter 776: Chapter 773: Who is the Prey!_1

Indeed, Collins’s strength was truly unfathomable, otherwise, he couldn’t have maintained his position as the champion of this tournament for so many years.

His reputation was well-deserved.

Everyone had more or less reached this area, but the fact that he was able to score over 8,000 points in such a short time clearly demonstrated an underlying strategy.

It was like some people grinding dungeons in games, once they became familiar with the map, they pick up experience and items with ease.

Ren Feifan’s gaze then fell on the second placeman, a European named Endona, with 4823 points.

The gap between the first and second place was almost double, which was absolutely terrifying.

The leaderboard had spaces for 50 individuals, and they were all foreigners, not a single participant was from Huaxia.

Even East Ocean and Koreans had failed to make an entry.

It appeared that there were legitimate reasons for the targeted exclusion of Huaxia; this was clearly a battlefield for the Europeans.

Those of Asian descent seemingly had zero standing here.

Suddenly, a cry erupted from the crowd in the square!

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed as he quickly noticed a team rushing towards the square.

They moved swiftly, brimming with overwhelming momentum.

What was surprising was that these foreign warriors were each riding a ferocious beast, each beast bearing sharp fangs, incredibly fearsome.

And the most distinctive feature of the warriors was their blood-red robes and pale complexions.

The most peculiar thing was that the lead man was mounted on a fiery red lion, with traces of flames licking out from beneath its paws. Each of its steps ignited a succession of flames, exuding a horrifying aura.

How long had it been, these foreign warriors even had mounts?

The appearance of these foreign warriors instantly ignited the crowd, sparking a flurry of discussions.

"The Bloodclan, reputed as one of the three strongest bloodlines in Europe, definitely lives up to their fame. The leading chap is the legendary Bloody Marquis. If he wanted to kill us, none of us could survive. Moreover, this guy is cunning and crafty, we should definitely be wary of him."

"He is the Bloody Marquis? My god! I heard members of the Bloodclan don’t consume human food, they sustain themselves on human flesh and blood, that’s simply too terrifying."

"The Bloodclan in Europe is a particularly brutal race, they sustain themselves on blood. Their only constraint is that they can’t expose themselves to sunlight, but obviously, this place has no sunlight at all, so they are not affected in the slightest."

"Look quickly, there’s someone being dragged behind the mount of the Bloody Marquis!"

Having heard these discussions, Ren Feifan developed a certain interest in this so-called Bloodclan.

He had heard of the Bloodclan before, but he had never encountered them.

Soon, he followed the pointing fingers and indeed observed a person being dragged behind the mount of the leading Bloody Marquis.

However, the person was covered in fresh blood, unrecognizable and severely injured.

He couldn’t make out his features.

The group ultimately stopped, and one member of the Bloodclan jumped off his mount, laughing loudly, "Everyone come see, we have killed the first Huaxia participant! This little kid even attempted to resist, causing us to drag him over ten miles before he breathed his last! Haha!"

Instantly, the whole crowd erupted into cheers!

In the first round, approval was typically gained by whoever managed to take down a Huaxia participant first.

Upon hearing the words of the Bloodclan man, Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed sharply, his fists clenched.

Upon closer inspection of the body, if he wasn’t mistaken, this was one of the other Huaxia participants besides Zhong Yi and Ding Feng.

From the resentment clinging to the corpse, it seemed that he was not directly killed, but dragged to death instead.

Despite the cold reception he had experienced on board the ship, seeing his countryman suffer such fate in this foreign land stirred up quite some anger within Ren Feifan!

The Bloody Marquis too dismounted his beast, leisurely strolling towards the leaderboard. Catching sight of his 17th place rank and the points accrued by Collins, his eyes hardened. He gestured broadly, "Let’s keep moving, no time to rest. This Collins has completely crushed us in points. No matter what, the Bloodclan must claim one of the top three spots!"

Having spoken, the members of the Bloodclan continued to journey deeper.

However, they didn’t notice that when they departed, the silhouette of a young man quickly began to follow them.

Since Ren Feifan intended to hunt, might as well start with these blood clan members!

...

An hour later, Ren Feifan had followed the traces of the blood clan into a dense, black-tinged forest.

With a slight sweep of his Spiritual Sense, Ren Feifan detected several dangerous auras deep within the forest.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he stepped into the black fog, but unfortunately, he became lost after just a few steps and completely lost track of the blood clan.

After standing still for a few seconds, he decided to continue deeper.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura approached, and a ferocious palm strike came from behind. Ren Feifan instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. He quickly twisted his body and retaliated with a palm strike of his own!

"Thump thump thump!"

Ren Feifan was forced to retreat several steps before he came to a stop. His eyes contracted as he found that the black fog around him was gradually dissipating.

Standing before him were a few powerful members of the blood clan.

Their skin was mostly pale, resembling that of a corpse. Their blood-red pupils unmistakably marked their blood clan identity, their eyes cold, as if all they saw was death.

Their indifferent smiles revealing sharp fangs, the metallic gleam on which left Ren Feifan in no doubt of their sharpness.

The blood clan were natural-born hunters, and humans were their prey.

The red Marquis did not dismount and stayed distantly atop his Flame lion, clearly intending to let his subordinates handle Ren Feifan.

A dark-haired, ear-pierced blood clan youth stepped forward, a sinister smile on his lips, "Yo, we just killed a Huaxia person, and now another one shows up, even following us dozens of miles. Not bad."

He licked his lips with his tongue, appearing quite pleased.

Ren Feifan was not so cautious with the blood clan youths before him, his main concern was the red Marquis behind them.

"Huaxian dog, rest assured, you are our prey. Our Marquis won’t waste his time on you. You’re not worth it, so... die!"

Resolute flashed across Ren Feifan’s eyes as he coldly responded, "Prey? Sorry, but you’re the ones who are my prey."

The talking blood clan youth froze, then he started laughing coldly.

"Seeking death!"

The blood clan youth extended his hand, abruptly grabbing, a powerful suction force almost drew Ren Feifan towards him!

Ren Feifan steadied his stance. Without hesitation, he raised his Holy Abyss Sword and charged at the enemy!

Time to fight! He won’t back down!

Bang!

The two powers clashed instantaneously.

The terrifying Sword Intent of the Holy Abyss Sword forced the blood clan youth to retreat more than ten steps!

The smile on the blood clan youth’s face immediately froze.

He had expected the Huaxian trash in front of him to die with one strike, but it never crossed his mind that the Huaxian youth’s strength would be contrary to his expectations.

Hiss - is this guy really Huaxian?

Damn it, how is that possible!

That strike even gave him the feeling of his scalp tingling!

The blood clan youth set aside his contempt, and with a flick of his hand, a scarlet Scimitar appeared!

Similarly, it was stained with the color of blood!

The blood clan youth immediately swung the scimitar, and a powerful blade aura headed straight for Ren Feifan!

"Huaxian dog, taste the power of the Blood Knife!"