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Untitled Part 5

Chapter 52 Wen Jing: These Must be Coincidences

Wen Jing withdrew the invisibility talisman and despondently went back to his place. He could not help blaming the system and his incapacity.

According to the progress of the original text, on the day when the big competition started, the disciples would go mad. At that time, as a dragon roared, the competition opened on dozens of arenas at the same time, but unexpectedly, hundreds of people on and under the stage lost their minds. They frantically tried to kill each other, blood flow everywhere, and in a short time, 20 or 30 people were killed.

Now if he couldn't find the evil cultivator, this horror was only going to become a reality.

Suddenly, a small box popped out of his brain, squeaking as the screen to be black.

"Host, just – toot – the system did its best to – toot – mark across on the evil cultivator- toot – it should be on the back of him. The system needed to be repaired for two months – toot – toot -"

Then, as if the system was exhausted, there was a black screen in his brain and no more voice.

Wen Jing paused for a moment and tried to call up the Character Power and other information, but it didn't work.

What was the hell?

The system tried its best to mark a cross on the back of the evil cultivator, which sounded useful but was actually difficult. Should he take off all the clothes of men between 20-30 years old and check their backs one by one?

The Sky Balance Sect was snowy, how could people be willing to take off their clothes?

He drove the wind back to his place and felt perturbed. The lights were bright and the voices were noisy. It seemed that something had just happened. He looked around, the various peaks of the mountain were lit up with glare, which seemed that every place was in chaos.

Wen Jing landed on the snowfield and grabbed a disciple of the Sky Balance Sect and asked, "What happened?"

The disciple was flustered and said: "Many disciples of the hospitality peak were mad at midnight. We stunned they and were about to send them to Jun cultivator for treatment!"

"What? They went crazy tonight? Where was Jun Shixiong?"

"He was in the room." The disciple said and directed two disciples. "Hurry up, this is the sixteenth and send him to Jun cultivator!"

"Is anyone dead?"

"Not yet!"

The promenade leading to the room was full of lying bodies and noisy bystanders. Wen Jing tiptoed across the bodies and finally returned to his room.

"Jun Shixiong..."

The door was wide open, and a comatose disciple lay flat on the ground. Jun Yanzhi draping a long grown over his shoulders was sitting cross-legged and turned a deaf ear to the surrounding.

Wen Jing was a little at ease.

The evil cultivator took action ahead of schedule and let the incident happen at midnight. It's much better than the original. There was Protection Ward on the arenas that was necessary for Golden Alchemy cultivators to tear the Ward to save people. Moreover, the weapons were in the hands of the disciples, and it was inevitable that some people would die in fierce resistance.

However, at midnight, the disciples did not have weapons in their hands. When they were mad, they could wake up the people around them. Therefore, although some people were seriously injured, no one died.