In her previous life, Bai Ying gave everything she had to the sect—her heart, her soul, her loyalty. But all she got in return was disdain.
Her Master despised her, her senior brothers aban...
A hint of violence flashed in Bai Ying's eyes.
No matter what, the Bai couple were her biological parents who gave her life. Even if there were any unpleasantness, she would never do anything drastic to them out of consideration for blood ties. What was this Hua Mujian anyway?
Since you dare to provoke her like this, then you might as well die!
Hua Mujian was still smug when he heard what Bai Ying said, and he felt that Bai Ying had been tricked by him.
He was looking for an opportunity to teach Bai Ying a lesson, and now that Bai Ying had agreed to go to the arena, he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.
"But..." Hua Mujian narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Bai Ying, his gaze filled with smugness and malice. He deliberately dragged out his words, speaking with ill intent, "These swords and blades don't have eyes. Although the weapons that can be brought to the arena have their spiritual power restricted, once a real competition begins, the situation changes in an instant, and sometimes it's hard to stop a move. If I accidentally injure you, or even cripple you, don't blame me!" His tone was full of threat and provocation, as if he could already see Bai Ying's miserable defeat at his hands.
Zhou Ying was a little worried about Bai Ying and was about to tell Bai Ying not to push herself too hard. However, before she could finish speaking, Bai Ying was like a black lightning bolt. In a flash, she lightly jumped onto the arena first.
Seeing this, Hua Mujian's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly leaped onto the arena. As soon as he stepped onto the arena, he couldn't wait to reach out and press his handprint heavily onto the activation device on the side of the arena. This was the key condition for the arena to open; once the handprint was pressed, the match would be like an arrow released from a bow, with no turning back.
An energy barrier slowly rose around the arena, enveloping the two fighters, preventing any external obstruction. Unless one of them voluntarily surrendered, the battle was destined to end.
At this moment, the arena was empty, with only him and Bai Ying facing off. Hua Mujian was secretly pleased with himself. In his eyes, Bai Ying was already a fish on a chopping board, at his mercy, and her defeat was only a matter of time.
Hua Mujian cracked his wrists, making a "crack" sound. Then he strode over to the weapon rack next to him, grabbed the handle of a long spear, and pulled it out forcefully. The spear cut through the air with a "whoosh" sound.
He gripped the spear firmly with both hands, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Bai Ying and said with a cold smile, "Bai Ying, is it? Don't blame me for being impolite. If you know what's good for you, kneel down and admit defeat now, and maybe I'll take pity on you and let you go. Otherwise..." He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, the threat in his words unmistakable.
Hua Mujian was still rambling on, seemingly confident of victory and basking in his own arrogance. However, before his words had even finished, Bai Ying moved. Her eyes sharpened, a resolute glint flashing within them. Her movements were as swift as a ghost, and she reached for a longsword on the weapon rack. With the sword in hand, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and like an arrow released from a bow, she thrust towards Hua Mujian.
The previously noisy crowd around the arena fell silent instantly. Everyone was stunned by Bai Ying's sudden attack. Only the rapid sound of her footsteps echoed on the arena, like a dense drumbeat striking the hearts of the crowd. In the blink of an eye, Bai Ying was already in front of Hua Mujian, her speed so fast that it was impossible to keep up.
Hua Mujian was startled, his eyes widening in disbelief. He had never witnessed such speed before; in his understanding, a cultivator of Bai Ying's age could never possess such skill. How could she be so fast? The thought flashed through his mind, and before he could think further, he instinctively raised his spear, trying to use its length and power to block Bai Ying's fierce attack.
However, Bai Ying's sword was clearly just an ordinary one, without any ornate decorations, nor was it a magical artifact imbued with powerful spiritual energy. Yet, the moment the sword and spear made contact, Hua Mujian felt an indescribable, terrifying force. That force was like a surging tide, pouring down from the tip of the sword with overwhelming force. With just one collision, it cleaved the sturdy spear in two. The broken spear shaft flew backward with this force, crashing heavily against the protective wall at the edge of the arena with a loud bang.
Even more terrifying was that after the sword severed the spear in Hua Mujian's hand, it showed no sign of stopping. Maintaining its unstoppable momentum, it slashed downwards, striking Hua Mujian's wrist as he tried to block.
With a dull thud, like a sharp blade piercing flesh, red blood spurted out, tracing a horrifying arc in the air. The excruciating pain caused Hua Mujian to scream out loud, his voice shrill and desperate, echoing across the empty arena.
He stared at Bai Ying in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and confusion. How could this be? Why did Bai Ying's sword possess such terrifying power! This was all beyond his comprehension; in his view, it was absolutely illogical.
You cheated!
He suddenly shouted at Bai Ying. Just like before, his delusions provoked the anger of everyone present.
But everyone present was from the Bai family. How could they possibly believe that cheating would occur on the Bai family's arena?
Doesn't this mean the Bai family's arena was unfair? Does it mean the Bai family is being humiliated?
The elder of the Bai family also walked towards Bai Ying's direction with a stern face. He reached out and swept his hand over Bai Ying's body through the screen of the arena. Bai Ying's body was very clean, and apart from the sword she had taken from the arena, there were no magical artifacts.
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