Chapter 138: Truly the Foremost Martial Sovereign of Jiangnan!

"Break the rules?"

"No, this old man never thought of breaking the rules!"

Situ Wudi shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, scanning every single faction present.

Wherever his gaze rested, most people instinctively averted their eyes, not daring to make direct eye contact with Situ Wudi at all.

Are you kidding me? This was a genuine Martial Saint!

Even if a Martial Saint truly broke the rules, who would dare to step forward and point a finger?

Aside from martial arts aristocratic families like the Long family and the Wan family, everyone else harbored anger without daring to utter a single word of complaint!

This was the deterrent power of a Martial Saint taking action!

Offend a Martial Saint, and your entire family dies. Who would still dare to speak carelessly?

However, if Long Sihai were here, he would never have allowed Situ Wudi to be this arrogant.

Yet, Long Sihai had gone to Mount Zijin to fulfill a duel, and his fate remained unknown to this day.

While there were indeed Martial Saint powerhouses in Jiangbei, none of them were present.

After all, the venue for the North-South Conflict was held in Jinling; there was simply no need for the Jiangbei Martial Saints to attend in person.

This meant that Situ Wudi was currently the only Martial Saint in the arena, and his presence could truly be described as invincible.

If Situ Wudi chose to disregard the rules, there was honestly no one here who could restrain him.

Nevertheless, after sweeping his gaze across the entire venue once more, Situ Wudi locked his eyes onto Chu Tian and spoke slowly.

"Chu Tian, your strength is impressive!"

Situ Wudi's voice was indifferent, yet the words he uttered were a praise of Chu Tian's prowess.

Hearing this, Chu Tian remained silent, simply staring straight back at Situ Wudi.

Even in the face of a Martial Saint, Chu Tian did not show the slightest sign of emotional fluctuation; instead, a certain battle intent surged within his heart.

A battle intent that feared no Martial Saint!

Situ Wudi let out a cold laugh.

The next second, he suddenly made a move. A flash of blue light darted from beneath his palm, shooting straight toward the fighting ring.

The speed of this blue light was too fast for anyone present to react in time.

Boom!

With astonishing velocity, the blue light tore through the air, reaching a supersonic state.

Caught completely off guard, Situ Wuhan took the impact of the blue light head-on.

However, this blue light carried no aggressive intent whatsoever; instead, it merged directly into Situ Wuhan's body, seeping straight into his meridians.

In an instant, Situ Wuhan's expression changed drastically.

He felt a surge of energy appear within his body—a powerful energy that did not belong to him.

Immediately afterward, blue light erupted from Situ Wuhan's body.

The blue light enveloped him as a mighty torrent of energy instantly flooded into his meridians, completely filling his Dantian.

The True Qi that had been largely drained by Chu Tian was now restored in a single instant, bringing Situ Wuhan back to his peak condition.

His spirit rallied intensely, and his former imposing aura returned, his face filled with stern majesty.

This spectacle looked somewhat similar to what Chu Tian had done earlier.

However, Chu Tian had absorbed others' True Qi using the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art to make it his own.

On the other hand, Situ Wudi had proactively infused True Qi into Situ Wuhan's body, granting him a resurrection at full health.

While the two methods shared a superficial resemblance, the reality was a world of difference.

Chu Tian actively absorbed the True Qi of others, whereas Situ Wuhan merely passively accepted the True Qi bestowed by someone else.

Although this surge of True Qi replenished Situ Wuhan's exhaustion, the energy itself was not under his own control.

"Situ Wudi, you have repeatedly interfered with the matches of the North-South Conflict. What on earth are you trying to achieve?"

Long Jianfei wore a gloomy expression, his voice tinged with a faint note of accusation.

"It is true that our Situ family lost this arena match, and our family could not find a single Martial尊 [Martial Revered/Grandmaster] capable of defeating Chu Tian."

"However, while the Situ family can lose, the members of the Situ family cannot simply be left for Chu Tian to slaughter at will!"

Situ Wudi's deep, resonant voice echoed clearly across the entire arena.

Saving Situ Wuhan's life was merely to prevent the Situ family from losing a combat asset; it carried no other hidden meaning.

If Chu Tian were allowed to keep challenging members of the Situ family one after another, all of their experts would likely be wiped out.

"Uncle!"

Hearing this, Situ Dan's expression shifted dramatically.

How desperately he had yearned for Situ Wudi to step in personally and instantly eliminate Chu Tian, this thorn in their side and grave threat.

If Situ Wudi had truly acted without regard for consequences, Chu Tian would have been utterly unable to block it and would undoubtedly have faced certain death today.

Yet, if the Situ family were to do such a thing, it would be equivalent to openly violating the rules of the North-South Conflict, inevitably drawing the collective resistance of all the other families.

By that time, the Situ family would truly have no foothold left anywhere in Jiangnan.

Driven by a desire for personal revenge, Situ Dan had completely disregarded the plight of the Situ family and the consequences of such actions; he had simply lost his mind.

Situ Wudi remained silent, merely casting a cold glance at Situ Dan.

A sudden jolt went through Situ Dan, and he finally snapped back to his senses.

"Sit down!"

With a deep sinking of his voice, Situ Wudi turned around and walked back to his seat.

Seeing this, no matter how unwilling Situ Dan felt, there was nothing he could do.

After all, Situ Wudi was the head of the main branch of the Situ family. Since he had already made his decision, no one dared to argue further.

At that moment, Situ Wuhan was already striding forward, brushing past Chu Tian.

Chu Tian did not launch another attack, allowing Situ Wuhan to step down from the ring unhindered.

Given the current circumstances and under the watchful eyes of the public, it was indeed inappropriate to act recklessly.

After all, there were many factions following behind him.

Chu Tian did not fear trouble, nor did he fear anyone, but neither could he afford to be entirely selfish and disregard the followers and factions attached to him.

Moreover, as for killing people, taking lives today was no different from taking them tomorrow; there was truly no need to rush.

Opportunities to avenge himself against the Situ family would be plentiful in the future.

"Now, is there anyone else who wishes to challenge me?"

Chu Tian cast his gaze around the surroundings, sweeping past the various northern and southern factions one by one.

The Situ family's concession was merely a minor interlude in the North-South Conflict; there were still numerous families present that had yet to enter the fray, chief among them being the formidable Long family.

Hearing this, Long Jianfei wore a wry smile.

When Situ Wuhan stepped onto the stage earlier, everyone had assumed Chu Tian was destined for defeat.

Yet Chu Tian had triumphed once again, even driving Situ Wuhan to the brink of despair.

Had Situ Wudi not intervened, Situ Wuhan would likely have died in the ring as well.

The successive reversals had far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Chu Tian's strength was unfathomable, and his cultivation technique bizarre to the extreme—he could well be called the peerless number one Martial Grandmaster of Jiangnan!

No wonder when the Long family had previously offered their assistance, Chu Tian had politely declined. He had no need for anyone else's help; his single person was enough to suppress all heroes!

Chu Tian had already successively defeated both Jiangbei and the Situ family. The only aristocratic family left with the strength to challenge him was the Long family.

So, should the Long family still send someone to the stage to challenge him?

Stepping up to challenge him at this juncture would be tantamount to taking advantage of someone's exhaustion!

Even if they won the match through a war of attrition, they would ultimately be scorned by all.

Yet, if they failed to send anyone to fight, the Long family would lose this position of alliance leadership as well.

Hesitating for a moment, Long Jianfei found himself unable to make a definitive decision.