"Huh, this basic sword technique can be used like this?"

"I have to say, this Zuan is really something."

"It's a pity that even if he plays this sword technique to perfection, it is still only a beginner's sword technique, and it poses little threat to Young Master Yuan."

...

Not to mention these ordinary people, even the big shots on stage had the same idea.

Sang Hong pondered that this guy was so young yet could comprehend sword intent that only high-level cultivators could comprehend. His talent was truly rare. It was a pity that he was a member of the Chu family. He wondered if there was any chance to recruit him to their side.

Jiang Luofu frowned slightly: "If he had been a little faster and a little more to the left with that sword strike, the power would have been very different. Could it be that he wasn't skilled enough?"

Zuan was in a real bind at this moment. He almost used his self-created "Evil-Repelling Sword Technique" several times, but he hesitated because he remembered Old Man Mi's warning. After all, an enemy that even someone like Old Man Mi was wary of was definitely not someone he could handle.

If he were to unleash the full version of "Sunflower Illusion," it's hard to guarantee that no one here would recognize him.

But if he doesn't use this sword technique, he's probably no match for Yuan Wendong.

Having escaped unscathed from his previous encounters with Pei Mianman and Xue'er, both fifth-rank experts, he had somewhat underestimated Yuan Wendong, who had just entered the fifth rank. Now, thinking back, he realized that when he fought Pei Mianman and Xue'er, he was on the verge of death, which triggered the effects of the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, making his energy, strength, and speed far exceed his usual levels. This was the first time he had fought a fifth-rank expert in his normal state.

At this moment, Yuan Wendong was increasingly frustrated as he could not break through Yuan's defenses. He knew that he had just lost face at Yuan's hands, and if he did not get his revenge as soon as possible, he would never be able to face anyone again.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and decided to use his ultimate move to completely defeat his opponent.

"Golden Dragon Stirring Up the Sea!"

Yuan Wendong spun rapidly, and the air in the arena seemed to solidify.

That sense of oppression made Zaun feel as if he were in a raging storm, about to be swept away by the waves at any moment.

Yuan Wendong's figure also became somewhat blurry, and the next moment he appeared behind Zu An, grinning maliciously as he slashed at Zu An's right hand meridian with his sword. Once a cultivator's hand meridian is destroyed, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he is basically useless unless there is a rare and precious treasure that can restore the meridian. But if there is such a rare and precious treasure, why would it be wasted on a useless person?

You've endured so much for so long, you must have been thinking of making a name for yourself today and completely changing your fate, making the Chu family and the entire Bright Moon City astonished, right? Too bad you've met me. You might as well continue being a good-for-nothing. Anyway, you've gotten used to being a good-for-nothing all these years.

"Stop!" Chu Zhongtian could see through the intention behind his move and hurriedly flew towards the arena.

Wu Wei and the head of the Yuan family were prepared and stepped forward to block his path: "Master Mingyue, what do you mean by trying to interfere in the disputes between the younger generation time and time again?"

"You!" Chu Zhongtian was both shocked and furious, and he showed no mercy. However, Yangquan Gong was no better than him, and with Yuan Zhengchu also involved, even if he broke through their blockade, it would be too late to save Zu'an.

Just as Yuan Wendong was about to pierce the other man's wrist with his sword, Zu An suddenly turned around and quickly said, "What are you looking at?"

Yuan Wendong was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Is this guy crazy? Why is he suddenly saying this at this time?" But his mouth involuntarily opened, and he replied, "What are you looking at!"

What's going on?

Yuan Wendong was immediately startled. He knew he had never intended to reply, but somehow he blurted out that sentence as if his body was out of his control.

In that moment of distraction, a flash of light appeared in Zu An's hand, and he instantly felt a sharp pain in his hand. Looking down at his wrist in disbelief, he found that Zu An's sword was stuck in it, and streams of blood were dripping from the tip of the sword onto the ground. His own sword tip was only half an inch away from the other's wrist.

Normally, this distance would be enough for him to move his little finger, but now this half-inch distance felt like an insurmountable chasm to him. His face twitched incessantly, and he wanted to stab the other's wrist with a ferocious expression, but unfortunately, he had no strength in his hand at the moment, and he couldn't even hold the sword steady.

What happened? Am I disabled?

Yuan Wendong was in a daze. Everything that had happened today seemed so surreal. He couldn't believe that it was all real.

At this moment, Wu Wei and Yuan Zhengchu turned around to look at the results of the battle, thinking that Wen Dong should have crippled that kid by now.

However, the scene that unfolded before them left both of them dumbfounded. Wu Wei was alright, but Yuan Zhengchu, after his initial shock, instantly flew into a rage, his face contorted with rage as he lunged at the other man: "You dare to hurt my son, you brat, prepare to die!"

Yuan Zhengchu's anger level increased by 1024!

Although Yuan Zhengchu's cultivation level was not as high as that of the two dukes, it was still easy for him to crush Zu An. He showed no mercy when he made his move, and Zu An didn't even have time to dodge.

However, a tall figure appeared in front of him. Chu Zhongtian stopped Yuan Zhengchu, his face full of smiles: "Patriarch Yuan, isn't it inappropriate for you to interfere in the disputes between the younger generation?"

He felt as exhilarated as he had been when the other party stopped him with that excuse. Although he had always been a nice guy, it didn't mean he was a pushover. The Yuan family had taken advantage of him several times today, and they deserved this lesson.

"You!" Yuan Zhengchu was both shocked and furious, but unfortunately his cultivation was far inferior to Chu Zhongtian's, and he couldn't break through his blockade at all.

Fortunately, Wu Wei also came over at this time. However, he did not attack Chu Zhongtian. Instead, he went to Yuan Wendong's side, sealed his bleeding wound, and stared intently at the wrist that had been pierced through by the sword tip, his face extremely gloomy.

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