Chapter 49
The Cult Finally Appears, Terrifying Power

The hidden warriors of the Guard Corps then took action.

It was easy for several to surround one person, and they quietly subdued him.

Because of its weakness, the Qingshan Base naturally didn't have many Heretical Cult warriors.

After all, it wasn't worth the Cult's effort.

Naturally, many of these Heretical Cult warriors were only at the First and Second Ranks!

However, the Heretical Cult warriors disappeared without a trace.

Some of the stronger Heretical Cult warriors also began to notice something was wrong.

“Attack!”

A Third-Rank Heretical Cult warrior shouted, his face contorted with ferocity.

Although Liu Da Cheng and the others had anticipated the attack of the Heretical Cult warriors, they hadn't expected them to be so strong.

There were three Third-Rank warriors, ten Second-Rank warriors, and more than twenty First-Rank warriors.

And this was after they had subdued thirty people.

It could be said that the Heretical Cult had deployed over fifty warriors this time.

That wasn't a small number!

Many hunting teams might only have two or three warriors.

This also included some martial arts schools or family lineages.

The number of warriors would definitely not reach ten!

In the entire Qingshan Base, only the Guard Corps could field so many warriors.

And only the Heretical Cult warriors could do so as well!

“All civilians retreat!”

Liu Da Cheng shouted first.

Because they had prepared early on, the people closest to the arena were mostly Guard Corps members.

As the civilians retreated, the Guard Corps warriors became more prominent.

Basically, all the Heretical Cult warriors were surrounded.

But at the moment, the Heretical Cult warriors didn't notice this.

Their main targets were the arena, the people near the arena, and the Qingshan Base geniuses.

The many talented high school students were all scared silly.

Because they had never seen anything like this before.

Most of the high school students had never seen blood, let alone a fight to the death.

Except for a very small number who had special experiences.

Unfortunately, as they approached, several streaks of blade light came from afar.

The sharpness of a Fourth-Rank attack suppressed the entire field!

Ning An's figure appeared around the arena at an unknown time.

“Lord of Qingshan!”

The leading Third-Rank warrior exclaimed, his face full of shock.

Not many in Qingshan Base didn't recognize Ning An.

“I never thought you would actually jump out.”

Ning An replied calmly.

His strength gave him absolute confidence. He had killed not a few Third-Ranks.

And the Heretical Cult warriors were even less of a threat than the barbarians from the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Naturally, he wasn't under any pressure!

This Third-Rank Heretical Cult warrior noticed the encirclement.

His eyes immediately turned red!

“Damn it!”

The Third-Rank Heretical Cult warrior roared in anger.

Then, the blood energy in his body began to surge.

It vaguely had the aura of a Fourth-Rank warrior.

“Secret Technique!?”

Ning An's eyes flickered with understanding as he spoke.

It was said that Heretical Cult warriors possessed a special secret technique that could cause their blood energy to surge.

Now, this Third-Rank Heretical Cult warrior could be considered a pseudo-Fourth-Rank.

And it wasn't just that, all three Third-Rank Heretical Cult warriors had used the secret technique.

That meant there were three pseudo-Fourth-Ranks in the field!

This scene caused Liu Da Cheng and the other Third-Ranks to panic.

Because the only one in the entire Qingshan Base who could stop these three pseudo-Fourth-Ranks was Ning An, their city lord.

However, Liu Da Cheng and the others had underestimated Ning An.

His strength was at the late Fourth-Rank, and he had the Blade Intent added to that.

On top of that, he also had the Eye of Insight. The weaknesses of these pseudo-Third-Ranks were simply too numerous.

“Crimson Sun Blade Intent!”

Ning An didn't want to cause any unnecessary damage, so he directly unleashed his strongest move.

The heat of the Crimson Sun swept across the entire field.

In an instant, the three Third-Rank warriors were suppressed.

The aura of a warrior, combined with the Blade Intent, reduced the strength of the three pseudo-Fourth-Ranks by a third.

A red light, like a meteor, streaked across the three warriors.

“Blade... Intent!”

Under the suppression of absolute power, the three Heretical Cult warriors were instantly bisected.

They could vaguely see the unwillingness in the eyes of the three Third-Rank Heretical Cult warriors before they died.

After dealing with the Third-Ranks, Ning An's gaze fell upon the Second-Ranks.

These Second-Rank Heretical Cult warriors had already noticed something was wrong.

They wanted to escape as quickly as possible!

But they were surrounded and couldn't escape.

It didn't even take much effort for Ning An to deal with all these Second-Ranks.

As for the remaining First-Ranks, Ning An naturally didn't need to deal with them.

He had to leave some merit for the Guard Corps!

It just so happened that the entire Southwest was offering a bounty for Heretical Cult members.

There were quite a few rewards for killing them.

From the moment Ning An made his move to the end, it only took a short amount of time.

Many warriors hadn't even reacted yet.

After they did react, they were mostly in shock.

“The Lord of Qingshan is this powerful?!”

This was the greatest feeling of many of the warriors!

Some of the Third-Ranks had come into contact with the previous Lord of Qingshan, who was a Fourth-Rank.

But they had never felt the pressure that this one gave them.

Especially since the blade wasn't even aimed at them.

Yet they could feel a sense of death.

As a result, their respect for City Lord Ning increased even further.

Wen Zhi Qiao's beautiful eyes twinkled as she watched everything from afar.

This was the first time she had seen Ning An make a move.

This was a powerful warrior!

Her heart couldn't help but stir.

After about ten minutes, all the Heretical Cult warriors were cleaned up.

“The High School League continues!”

Ning An's voice rang out again.

Although the arena was now stained with the blood of Heretical Cult warriors, it didn't matter.

If these high school students couldn't perform to their full potential because of this blood, then they wouldn't deserve the title of genius.

He could still see the pallor on the faces of many of the high school students.

He watched as some of the high school students adjusted their mental state.

Ning An had considered adding practical combat training to the Qingshan Base High School.

But he had ultimately rejected the idea. He was just a small Fourth-Rank warrior.

He couldn't take on that responsibility!