Chapter 547: The Marquis of All Poisons

Xiao Bei’s opponent was a disciple from the Wuyue Sword Sect, quite skilled. Unfortunately, unbeknownst to him, he had already been enveloped by the toxins emitted by Xiao Bei. By the time he realized something was wrong, his strength had declined by over 20%. In panic, he rushed to attack.
“Just in time!”
Xiao Bei remained calm. Black smoke swirled around him as a dark, poisonous hand swiftly appeared above the Wuyue Sword Sect disciple’s head.
Slap!
The disciple felt a foul, stinky wind hit him. Caught off guard, he couldn’t dodge. Though his protective aura appeared, he was still thrown several meters away due to his weakened state.
Pushing forward after a victory was always Xiao Bei’s style. His “Bone-Eroding Palm” attacks came one after another, with those dark, poisonous palms circling the Wuyue Sword Sect disciple like crows.
The disciple, already affected by invisible toxins and slightly weakened, managed to suppress their effects with his internal energy, but it cost him a great deal of energy. Soon, his protective aura collapsed, and Xiao Bei’s slap tore open wounds. The dark toxins immediately spread throughout his body, reducing his strength to below even the Profound Mystery realm. He surrendered quickly, just as swiftly as in his previous fight.
The onlookers were amazed! Even those unfamiliar with Xiao Bei now had a deeper understanding of his title, the Marquis of All Poisons.
“Haha, next!”
Xiao Bei stood on the arena, hands on his hips, calling out for a fight with confidence.
“I’ll take on your challenge.”
An elder from the Kunlun Sect flew onto the arena. He was short in stature but had deep, resolute eyes and prominently bulging temples, giving him an impressively fierce appearance.
Upon landing, the Kunlun Sect elder quickly bowed and said, “So you’re from the Corpse Gate. No wonder your poisons are so deadly. In that case, I, ‘Iron Unpassable’ of the Kunlun Sect, shall face your skills.” With that, a cold, sharp sword appeared in the air with a whooshing sound.
Hidden in the black mist, Xiao Bei’s expression was invisible. But judging from the calmness of the poisonous mist, Xiao Bei knew this fight would be easy—after all, he hadn’t yet used his full strength.
Those three puppets, each possessing the strength of a thousand-year-old zombie, could already compete with NPCs at the Liberation realm. Coupled with their fearless physical strength and the damage from corpse poisons, they were beyond ordinary people’s ability to resist.
As expected!

As the two clashed for the first time, although Xiao Bei quickly found himself at a disadvantage, having to dodge the sword strikes constantly, as “Tie Butong” launched his aggressive attacks, two black and hard claws suddenly emerged from beneath the arena, gripping the latter’s legs like steel. The sharp claws pierced through Tie Butong’s flesh. Sensing Xiao Bei’s rapid attack, Tie Butong’s expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he struggled violently, tearing off a large piece of flesh along with skin, leaving behind bloody, blackish-purple wounds. He retreated over ten meters, pressing acupoints to block some blood flow, his face turning dark blue as he stared at Xiao Bei and the pair of “black hands” still clinging to the ground with traces of black flesh… Boom! Arms like black steel suddenly dug into the ground, creating a huge hole before emerging, taking on a grotesque appearance before everyone’s eyes. Tie Butong had just breathed a sigh of relief—though poisoned and injured, he was still capable of fighting. But just then, his feet were suddenly squeezed tightly again! A sharp pain!! More arms clamped down on his wounds… Unbearable pain!! Finally, Tie Butong showed signs of terror: “I surrender!!” Under the surprise attacks from the two zombie puppets, Xiao Bei quickly won the second match. There was no suspense in the third either. Although his opponent was extremely strong and forced Xiao Bei to use all his strength, the appearance of three zombies at once, combined with Xiao Bei’s toxic attacks, allowed them to break through the opponent’s defenses after just a few moves, leaving a wound on him. Tear damage… Toxic damage… His condition dropped by 60% instantly! Xiao Bei naturally became the seventh person to win three matches in a row. The fourth to sixth were Mo Mo, Hong Chen, and Yu Ye Xiu Luo. The first two were inheritors of masterful techniques and quite strong; the latter was the former King of Asuras, the last person to rival Star King Bloodrobe and King of the Underworld, Huang Sha. By the time this battle ended, Yin Hu also stepped down from the arena. “Red Flame Palm” became a godly technique if used late in the fight—anyone who couldn’t defeat Yin Hu quickly would likely be rendered unable to fight due to it. Three wins in a row. The eighth player to achieve three consecutive wins appeared! Thus… Four top experts from the Mu family were now qualified to enter the second round of challenges. “I guess Meng Yun must be under a lot of pressure right now.” Stepping down from the arena, Xiao Bei chuckled, “Yi Pin Tang hasn’t made a move yet. Could they have given up already?”

“They’re worried that Happy will cause them trouble. If it were me, I’d be worried too—I definitely wouldn’t want Happy to use me to win another match.” Hongchen stared at Mengyun and the others, who hadn’t moved a muscle, as if suddenly enlightened.

“If it were me, I’d go up while we’re eating or resting,” Xiao Bei muttered slyly. “But during the martial arts tournament, our bodies won’t leave this place. Even if we log off, they won’t know. Now Mengyun, Xueyi, and the others will be frustrated again. Haha, I’ll keep an eye on them until they go on stage.”

“You know what? Although this method is a bit despicable, if you faced Xueyi, he really wouldn’t be your match.”

Lei Zhan said to Xiao Bei with a smile, “Xueyi is best at absorbing internal energy, but he’s most afraid of your poison skills. Plus, with zombie puppets to assist him, there’s no doubt about your loss if you fight him.”

“Why mention only Xueyi? I can handle the others too, right?” Xiao Bei said, proudly adjusting his hairstyle while his eyes darted around.

“Nongmei the Monk is no problem, but as for Mengyun and Zhou Yu, you’d better not overestimate yourself,” Happy warned, staring at Xiao Bei. “Mengyun’s Flaming Divine Skill has a long-range effect that counters yours, and it also has the same effects as Red Flame Palm. You have no chance against her. As for Zhou Yu, your chances are even slimmer. With your current tactics, they’re completely useless against him…”

Xiao Bei’s neck retracted in shock!

If someone else had said this, he wouldn’t have believed it and might even have challenged them on stage himself.

But since it was Happy who said it…

Xiao Bei knew he couldn’t run away. His tail, which had been raised high, immediately dropped back to the ground. He became obedient, no longer daring to be overconfident.

“We don’t need to worry about the people from Yipin Hall for now. We should focus on competing among ourselves—just aim to make it into the top ten.”

“The top ten? I heard the benefits of being in the top ten aren’t that great… Do you mean none of us can make it into the top three?”

“If nothing goes wrong, the top three will be ‘The Emperor’, ‘Haotian’, and me.”