Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Seymore Weber was shocked by Khalil Zornâs words.
He was a supreme pinnacle!
âHe called me big brother!â Khalil said in a low voice.
âI have no relatives in this world. He is the only person who is nice to me and calls me big brother!
âI will protect him for the rest of his life!â
Khalilâs words were like thunder.
Seymore and the rest of the martial artists thought that they could take advantage of the Martial Artist Summit and use the rules of the summit to fight against the Northern Army.
They also wanted to take the opportunity to snatch the emperor seeds from Luke Yatesâ body.
Little did they know that there were many people who did not care about the rules of the Martial Artist Summit.
Seymore said in despair, âIâll return it to you. Let me go⦠Ah!â
Khalil moved with a thought. The power of heaven and earth was like a knife, cutting off Seymoreâs arm. The emperor seed in his hand floated above Little Foolâs head.
Everyone looked at the emperor seed with burning gazes.
This was the emperor seed.
The inheritance of the emperorâs power.
Who didnât desire it?
To martial artists, what they desired the most was power.
If the emperor seed was thrown onto the arena, even father and son would probably kill each other for it.
However, Khalil was unmoved. His eyes were expressionless as he controlled the emperor seed and gently injected it into Lukeâs body, returning it to his abdomen.
Khalil had no greed for this item.
âToday, youâll die a horrible death. Iâll dismember you!â Khalil said coldly.
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Seymoreâs four limbs were chopped off, and he was turned into a human pig.
Khalil was a ruthless person.
He raised his hand and rubbed Seymoreâs face flat. His facial features were all gone.
His entire face was a bloody mess.
Seymoreâs miserable screams were endless. The life force of an ascendent pinnacle made him suffer so much that he could not die immediately.
Khalilâs palm landed and slammed him into the ground.
He was tortured to this extent, yet he didnât kill him.
He was making him suffer until he died!
Khalil carried the little fool and went up to the high platform. He looked at Braydon Neal and said calmly, âThe brother he was calling for is you, right?!â
âThank you so much!â
Braydon thanked him gently and took over Luke. A white light appeared on his body as he used the Thousand Feathers Technique.
The power of the Thousand Feathers Technique covered the little foolâs entire body.
The terrifying healing power piqued Khalilâs interest.
The blade in Lukeâs abdomen was pulled out, and the wound in his body began to heal at a visible speed.
Braydonâs Thousand Feathers Technique could save the little fool.
A moment later.
Lukeâs injuries had healed, and he was sleeping like a little pig.
âYouâve violated the rules of the Martial Artist Summit!â Braydon said softly as he looked at Khalil. âYouâve messed up the arena competition! You went on a killing spree!â
âI know. Every place has its own rules. Every country has its own laws, and every family has its own rules. Iâm no exception. Just take good care of him. Youâre his brother, so I wonât make things difficult for you.â
Khalil looked at Braydon and calmly stated his stance.
If he did something wrong, he had to admit it.
Khalil had done something wrong, and he had admitted it without any explanation.
He also did not use the kindness of saving the little fool to threaten Braydon and the Northern Army to ask for mercy.
People like Khalil had their own pride.
In the venue, many martial artists looked over with shock and fear in their eyes.
âFor the sake of the Martial Artist Summit, you will have to suffer a little. I will repay you for the favor I owe you in the future,â Braydon said softly.
âI saved him because he called me big brother.â
Khalil said softly. He didnât care about Braydonâs favor, nor did he care about the favor that the Northern Army owed him.
From the beginning to the end, it was very simple.
Braydon nodded slightly. He then said to the martial artists below the platform, âKhalil Zorn has violated the rules of the competition. He has been stripped of his qualification to participate in the competition. He will be sealed in the South Sea and will be with Channing Lestrange. He will suffer the pain of the cold until he dies!â
His cold words represented Braydonâs attitude.
To outsiders.
Braydon represented the capital.
He represented the law of the land.
No matter what, he had to be punished.
As soon as he said this, all the martial artists immediately felt at ease.
As long as they could get rid of a dangerous lunatic like Khalil and stop him from interfering with the competition, they would be at ease.
Otherwise, if a supreme pinnacle who could go berserk at any time attacked randomlyâ¦
Who could withstand this!
Braydon said coldly, âThe Weber family used the rules of the Martial Artist Summit to kill people and steal treasures in the name of the martial arts competition. They have violated the ironclad law of Hansworth!
âFrom today onward, three generations of the Weber family will be wiped out. All the martial artists of the Weber family will be killed without mercy. Those who harbor them will be punished as well!â
Braydonâs words resounded throughout the venue once again.
All the martial artists present could not help but be shocked. They knew that this was a warning from the Northern King.
Moreover, the people of the Weber family had indeed gone overboard.
The Martial Artist Summit was a place for martial arts competitions. If someone was weaker than you, if you wanted to kill them, then just kill them. No one would say anything about it.
However, there were no fools among the martial artists present. Everyone had all seen with their own eyes that Seymore had gone after the emperor seed in the little foolâs body on the stage earlier. He had even used bloody methods to forcefully obtain the emperor seed.
This was no different from snatching someoneâs organs.
The lower limit of the Martial Artist Summit was not that low.
Braydon took this opportunity to draw a clear red line for all martial artists. It was a good thing for everyone.
Otherwise, if the other martial artists learned to do something like this, the entire Martial Artist Summit would become an extraction stage for all kinds of organs.
Khalil stood on the high platform and left with Braydon, returning to the Garrison Courtyard.
The little fool slept like a little pig and was sent back to his room by Tobey Lapras.
Deacon Gallo drooped his head and looked listless.
Braydon stood in the courtyard and looked at Khalil. He said softly, âYou wonât be able to participate in the upcoming Martial Artist Summit. Go to Lume Island in Ludwig. Channing is there too. When the Global Martial Artist Summit begins, Iâll get you to come back and go to the Alpha Empire together.â
âSure!â
Khalil didnât seem to care much about the Martial Artist Summit.
Braydon asked the people of the Northern Army to secretly send Khalil to Ludwig.
As for Deacon, he had been beaten up by the little fool earlier, so he was much more obedient now. He seemed to have realized that none of the elites of the Northern Army were good people and were not to be trifled with.
âDeacon!â Braydon looked at him and whispered.
âIf thereâs anything you need, just tell me!â
Deacon stepped forward obediently.
âYouâre an ascendant pinnacle, arenât you?â Braydon shook his head.
âIâ¦â
Deacon smiled awkwardly. He didnât expect Braydon to expose his true strength.
He was indeed an ascendant pinnacle.
However, when he met the little fool and Emperor Sohoâs combat technique, he was stunned on the spot.
In front of the little foolâs imperial decree power, there was basically no difference between the eminent pinnacle and ascendant pinnacle.
âDeacon, you are fated with the Northern Army,â said Braydon bluntly.