Wenren, sitting in the audience, frowned and looked at Wenhao with a puzzled expression, wondering what had happened.

Wenhao snorted coldly, turned to Gu Liyan and said, "Gu Liyan, my weapon has been switched. I demand a rematch."

Before Gu Liyan could speak, Bai Chen sneered, "Heh, it's clearly your own weapon that's inadequate, why are you blaming others!"

"That's right! No changing allowed!" the crowd below the stage echoed.

Wenhao's face was gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and his resentment towards Wenren grew even stronger.

Gu Liyan's gaze fell on Wen Ren, and he suddenly smiled, "Since that's the case, Young Master Wen, you should change your sword... I, Gu Liyan, am not like some people who would take advantage of others in distress."

Wenhao's face flushed with anger, but he held back and turned to Awei, saying, "Awei, give me your knife!"

Awei was taken aback and hurriedly handed his sword to Wenhao. Holding Awei's knife, with its barbed blade, he realized it bore a striking resemblance to Wenhao's cold and menacing face.

Gu Liyan took a deep breath and asked, "Young Master Wen, are you ready this time?"

The writer snorted coldly, "Prepare..."

Having uttered just two words, Gu Liyan attacked Wenhao like a cannonball. Wenhao's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously lowered his head. At the same time, Gu Liyan's jade flute passed directly over Wenhao's head.

Despite missing a golden opportunity, Gu Liyan did not stop her attack. Instead, she turned around on the spot and used her jade flute to attack Wenhao's lower body.

Seeing Gu Liyan's continuous attacks, Bai Chen couldn't help but twitch his lips. Meanwhile, Mo Chen in the contract space also had a black line on his face and couldn't help but complain:

"Gu Liyan, your trick is shameless! But I like it! Hahaha!"

Gu Liyan chuckled, but began to enjoy this insidious move. He used the jade flute to strike the writer's lower body again.

Bai Chen looked at Gu Liyan and couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Truly... unexpectedly shameless..."

Wenhao's face was already terribly gloomy, and he was even more furious at Gu Liyan's attack. "You despicable guy, haven't you had enough?!"

With a roar from Wenhao, Gu Liyan immediately felt a powerful aura approaching, and a gust of wind forced him back until he reached the edge of the arena.

"Hmph, let's see how you escape my spiritual pressure!" Wenhao said coldly, looking at Gu Liyan.

Gu Liyan squinted at Wenhao, her heart filled with trepidation: Wenhao is indeed not to be underestimated!

"Gu Liyan, die..." Wenhao roared and charged towards Gu Liyan.

Gu Liyan was stunned, unable to move under the pressure of Wenhao's spiritual power! He tried to mobilize his spiritual power to resist, but found that he was no match for Wenhao's spiritual power!

"Xiao Li! Be careful!" Bai Chen hurriedly reminded him upon seeing this.

Hearing Bai Chen's urgent voice, Gu Liyan immediately came to his senses. He didn't have much spiritual power to begin with, and it would be like throwing an egg against a rock to contend with Wen Hao's spiritual pressure!

It would be better to simply give up on resisting spiritual power and just dodge it!

Having devised a plan, Gu Liyan withdrew his spiritual power and immediately rolled to the side. However, even with his immediate reaction, a sharp pain shot through his chest. Before he could examine his injury, his vision blurred, and Wen Hao appeared before him, striking Gu Liyan squarely in the chest with a backhand. Gu Liyan was sent flying. Before he even landed, he suddenly saw the sharp edge of a blade aimed at him. He instinctively dodged to the side, but still couldn't dodge it, and a splatter of blood appeared on his shoulder from the sharp blade…

At the same time, Wenhao's cold snort rang in his ears, and Wenhao raised his palm and struck Gu Liyan's chest solidly.

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood mist sprayed onto the arena, and the audience fell silent.

Gu Liyan collapsed on the arena, his white clothes stained with blood, his face pale and his breath weak.

Gu Liyan gritted her teeth and immediately got up from the ground, but she was so exhausted that she knelt on one knee on the ring. Wen Hao, on the other hand, stood in the center of the ring as the victor, looking at Gu Liyan with a ferocious expression.

"Wenhao, he's actually at the fifth level of the Astounding Cloud Realm?"

Bai Chen stared at Wen Hao in astonishment. He never expected that Wen Hao would become a fifth-level expert, when just a month ago he was only at the third level.

"Young Master Wen is at the fifth rank?"

"As expected of the heir of the Wen family, Young Master Wen's talent is truly extraordinary!"

"Yes! Young Master Wen, keep it up!"

Seeing that Wenhao had become a fifth-level expert in the blink of an eye, everyone immediately switched sides and cheered him on.

The literary giant spread his arms and sneered at Gu Liyan, "See? This is the world of the strong, and you, an insignificant nobody, will always be nothing more than a kneeling slave!"

Gu Liyan's gaze turned slightly cold as she looked at Wenhao, her mind racing with thoughts: "How did he get to my side just now? That palm strike felt soft and weak when it landed on me, yet it caused significant damage to my meridians... Could this be a spiritual energy technique?"

Mo Chen, in the contract space, hurriedly spoke up, "Gu Liyan, are you alright? If you're not feeling well, use the power of Xuanbing. Also, I can fight as a companion weapon!"

Gu Liyan frowned as she looked at Wenhao, not even thinking of responding to Mo Chen's words.

Looking at Gu Liyan, the literary giant sneered, "What? Are you scared by my amazing strength? Hmph, I told you, you're just a nobody. So what if you've awakened your spiritual power? It won't take you three to five years to master it! Even if I wait for you for three years, you'll still end up kneeling obediently in front of me!"

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