The next morning.

Wenren Bingying stepped out of the pavilion, facing the rising sun.

She was dressed in a tight-fitting, ice-white outfit that clung to her exquisite figure. Her perfect curves, bathed in the warm glow of the morning sun, were covered with a hazy, shimmering light. As her proud breasts rose and fell gently, they created a captivating picture.

Her long, black hair was casually tied up, and the snow-white ribbons that bound her hair danced gracefully in the morning breeze. The strands of hair on her forehead also swayed with the breeze, outlining a fresh and vibrant youthful appearance along with her eyebrows and lips that were adorned with a faint smile.

"The day has finally come."

Wenren Bingying's eyes reflected the warm sun on the horizon. Instead of the tension and worry she had expected, she felt calm and peaceful.

She didn't know how this battle would end. Although her cultivation had reached the third level of the Spirit King realm and her combat strength had reached the fifth level, she was still unsure whether she could win this battle. After all, her opponent was a peerless genius with the Divine Sun Body.

However, she was not flustered at all. Whether she won or lost, it was all about fighting.

She couldn't decide the outcome; the only thing she could do was to fight with all her might, with unwavering faith, until the very end, even at the cost of her life, to secure a bright and clear future for herself.

As for the outcome, let's leave it to fate.

After leaving the backyard, we arrived at the front yard of the Wenren Mansion.

A group of people were already waiting here: her parents, her clansmen, her master, her grandmaster, and of course, the young master Fu Feng, who supported her belief and made her determined to win this battle no matter what.

This is a future she absolutely must seize!

"Ice jacaranda".

An Yuxi came over, offering no further encouragement, but simply gently put her arm around Wenren Bingying's shoulder, holding her in her arms, and said confidently, "Master believes you can definitely win!"

She said this openly, and then secretly transmitted a message: "Once you win, your master will help you persuade him."

Wenren Bingying raised her bright eyes and gazed at An Yuxi with sparkling eyes. She then wrapped her arms around An Yuxi's waist, nestled against her, and said, "Thank you, Master. Bingying will definitely not let you down."

An Yuxi gently stroked Wenren Bingying's cloud-like hair, her eyes glancing at Chi Yuan through the light blue strands of his hair. She sighed inwardly: This villain is destined to be a calamity for us, master and disciple...

The Ye family mansion.

You Rong Qingxian knocked on Ye Chen's door. Looking at Ye Chen, who was full of energy and exuded confidence with his handsome face, she smiled and said, "Chen'er, are you confident in this battle?"

"I am confident, Master, rest assured, I will win this battle!"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, full of confidence, and said that in the past few months since returning to the sect, he had not only broken through to the Spirit King level, but had also honed his swordsmanship to the level of mastery and comprehended half-step sword intent. By integrating this half-step sword intent into his sword skills, he could unleash the combat power of a fifth-level Spirit King. Even if Wenren Bingying broke through to the third level of Spirit King, he was confident that he could defeat Wenren Bingying.

"As long as you are confident, that's good."

You Rong Qingxian nodded in satisfaction, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. She then changed the subject, saying, "However, this battle is no small matter. We must be cautious. Take this Vast Ocean Pill in advance to help you quickly recover your spiritual power during the battle, so as to avoid getting into a prolonged battle where your spiritual power cannot keep up."

As Rong Qingxian spoke, she handed Ye Chen a deep blue pill.

Ye Chen hesitated upon seeing this. His ancestor had warned him to be careful of Rong Qingyan. Could it be that his ancestor also meant to warn him to be careful of Rong Qingxian?

Seeing Ye Chen hesitate, You Rong Qingxian frowned slightly: "Chen'er, do you think that even if you win, it will be unfair if you take the pill in advance? You can't have that idea. Do you think Wenren Bingying won't make the same preparations? If you don't take the pill, she will have an advantage in that regard. If you lose the bet because of this, you will regret it!"

Seeing the concern and worry on Rong Qingxian's face, Ye Chen recalled the unreserved care and attention she had shown him when he was in the sect. His doubts gradually dissipated. No matter how Rong Qingyan treated him, Rong Qingxian's kindness was absolutely genuine. Moreover, his master had said that Rong Qingxian was kind-hearted and had never been scheming, so she probably wouldn't do anything to harm him.

“Master is right. Master is very thoughtful. I will take it now.”

Ye Chen smiled and immediately took the Vast Ocean Pill and swallowed it.

Seeing this, You Rong Qingxian was relieved. There was nothing wrong with the pill. Even if Pei Qingyun personally investigated it, he wouldn't find any problems. She had only used the You Rong clan's secret method to slightly tamper with the pill. This little trick wouldn't directly affect Ye Chen, but it would allow her to activate it at a crucial moment, causing Ye Chen to experience a momentary paralysis.

Although the paralysis only lasts for a moment, in a battle between masters, the outcome is often decided in an instant. This moment of paralysis is enough to make Ye Chen lose the whole game!

...

Three poles in the sun.

In the vast martial arts arena of the Jingyang City Lord's Mansion, one after another prominent figure arrived, a gathering of celebrities.

The duel between Wenren Bingying and Ye Chen took place here, and the referee and witness for this duel was the city lord, Gong Boyang.

At this moment, on the right side of the arena, two distinct groups of people are gathered on either side of the wide arena, which is entirely made of black jade.

On one side were Wenren Bingying's people. In addition to Chi Yuan, An Yuxi, Feng Yaoyao, and a group of Wenren Bingying's relatives and clansmen, there were also many forces that were close to the Wenren family who sent their core members to watch the battle and lend their support.

In addition, many people from the Yingyue Sect also came. Besides the elders, there were also many young geniuses from the Yingyue Sect, many of whom harbored feelings for Wenren Bingying.

Before the betting battle even began, the talented students who admired Wenren Bingying all showed their faces to her under the guidance of their teachers, and inevitably said some flattering and encouraging words.

Wenren Bingying was getting annoyed by the noise, so she asked her parents to help her get rid of these people. She then sat down next to Chi Yuan at the back, finally getting some peace and quiet.

"Bingying, Ye Chen's swordsmanship is not to be underestimated. With his talent, he may have already grasped half of the sword intent. We must not let our guard down."

Chi Yuan solemnly reminded him that in his previous life, Ye Chen had comprehended half-step sword intent when he was at the Spirit King level. Although his fate had changed in this life, it was hard to guarantee that Ye Chen had not comprehended this powerful ability that could change the course of the battle.

Half-step sword intent?

Wenren Bingying's heart tightened, and she dared not underestimate him in the slightest. She nodded solemnly and said, "Bingying will be careful."

Chi Yuan nodded and encouraged, "There's no need to feel too much pressure. Just bring the same spirit you had when we fought. Winning this bet won't be difficult."

"Yes! Just you wait and see, Young Master Fufeng, I'll definitely beat him to a pulp!"