"Ah!" A shrill scream shattered the surrounding silence.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and he fell uncontrollably to the ground, his face filled with shock.
His prized natal flying sword was now piercing straight through his body.
Crimson blood, like a flood bursting its banks, gushed continuously from the wound, pooling beneath him into a horrifying pool of blood.
"What...what exactly is going on?" The cultivator was filled with fear, enduring the excruciating pain as he tried to establish a connection with his flying sword.
However, all he felt was endless unfamiliarity and coldness. The flying sword that had once been in perfect harmony with him had now completely severed its connection and become Bai Ying's property!
What kind of terrifying methods are these?
To be able to completely erase the soul imprint he left on the flying sword in the blink of an eye and take possession of his natal magic weapon is simply unheard of.
The cultivator's face instantly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color, as if all his life force had been drained away.
unless……
In an instant, the Nascent Soul cultivator's eyes widened, filled with disbelief and fear.
Unless her divine sense far surpasses his own!
Otherwise, how could she have done something so incredible?
At this moment, the way he looked at Bai Ying was as if he were looking at a terrifying monster from the deepest hell. In those terrified eyes, Bai Ying's figure was magnified infinitely.
Just moments ago, this Nascent Soul cultivator was arrogant and haughty, his body radiating spiritual energy, and every step he took exuded a strong sense of oppression, as if this entire world was under his control.
But now, in just a short moment, his momentum vanished like a frostbitten eggplant. His legs buckled, and he tumbled and crawled to his knees in front of Bai Ying, his knees slamming heavily against the stone slabs of the arena with a dull thud.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please have mercy, young friend. I'll never dare to say such outrageous things again!" His voice trembled, choked with sobs, and filled with pleading, a stark contrast to his previous arrogance.
Bai Ying's methods completely shattered his mental defenses. At this moment, he was filled with fear of death and dared not even think of attacking.
Bai Ying's expression was icy, and she looked at the kneeling cultivator with a hint of sarcasm. "Didn't you say you wouldn't show me any mercy?"
These words struck the cultivator like a heavy hammer, filling him with regret and making him wish he could slap himself a few times.
"It's my fault. I was ignorant and didn't recognize your worth. Please be lenient and don't stoop to my level."
As he spoke, he kept kowtowing, his forehead hitting the ground with a dull thud. Soon, his forehead became red and swollen.
Bai Ying remained unmoved. A moment later, with a slight flick of her wrist, the flying sword that had just pierced the cultivator's body, carrying a hint of cold light, was thrown in front of him with a "clang".
The crisp sound was like a thunderclap to the cultivator's ears. He was so frightened that his whole body trembled uncontrollably. He hurriedly reached out and picked up the flying sword, clutching it tightly in his hand. Then he scrambled off the arena, his panicked appearance as if a raging flood or ferocious beast was chasing him.
The referee stood aside, witnessing everything. Only after the cultivator had completely left the arena did he slowly raise his hand and loudly announce, "Bai Ying is the winner of this match!"
The sound echoed above the arena, and for a moment, everyone present was stunned.
The once noisy arena was now completely silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed at Bai Ying on the stage, their faces filled with disbelief.
Especially the Bai family members who had just been relentlessly slandering Bai Ying from the audience, their faces were now a mixture of shock, regret, and embarrassment. Some of them even had their mouths agape, unable to close them for a long time, as if they had been frozen in place.
Who would have thought that Bai Ying, after only a short time on stage, could make a Nascent Soul cultivator kneel before her with just one move?
This has completely overturned everyone's expectations!
The audience below the stage were stunned, their eyes wide open like saucers, filled with shock and disbelief.
"What on earth is going on?" A middle-aged man in a gray robe broke the silence first in the crowd. He looked puzzled, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, and his voice was filled with undisguised surprise.
"Didn't Bai Ying's older brother just say that Bai Ying was weak? He also said that she only talked big and actually ran away. But what's going on now? This Bai Ying is ridiculously strong! The opponent is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and she didn't do anything, yet she scared that cultivator to death!"
“That’s right!” An old man beside him chimed in, shaking his head slightly. “Her sister even said that she was just acting impulsively and that her strength was no match for that Nascent Soul cultivator. She even apologized on Bai Ying’s behalf. I really thought Bai Ying’s sister was apologizing for her arrogant older sister, but now it seems that this whole family doesn’t understand Bai Ying at all. If they really understood her, how could they say such things?”
"Did you all just see that?" A burly man suddenly raised his voice. "It was clearly that Nascent Soul cultivator's sword, but in an instant, Bai Ying snatched it away and turned it into her weapon. Doesn't that mean Bai Ying's spiritual sense is even stronger than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator? Is she already a Nascent Soul cultivator?" His voice was particularly loud in the crowd, drawing approving glances from those around him.
"This is too exaggerated! I've never even heard of a Nascent Soul cultivator being this young, let alone seen one. If she really is a Nascent Soul cultivator, I dare say she's already among the top of the younger generation."
Everyone chimed in, chattering and discussing, creating a lively and enthusiastic atmosphere. They were all debating Bai Ying's true strength.
Only the Bai family members looked increasingly grim.
Especially Bai Yanfeng, who had just stood up and was the first to slander Bai Ying, felt a mix of emotions.
Even though he had been defeated by Bai Ying, he never thought she was that powerful. At most, she was just a little stronger than him. How dare she come to a place like this?
Unexpectedly, she defeated the Nascent Soul stage cultivator without even making a move, and even made that terrifying being kneel on the ground and kowtow to her.
This completely shattered Bai Yanfeng's expectations. It was something he never even dared to dream of!
Bai Ying and the Bai family's eldest elder were equally dumbfounded. Their eyes widened, their mouths slightly agape, as they stared at Bai Ying on the arena with disbelief and shock in their eyes.
They were convinced that Bai Ying was overestimating herself, and even went so far as to lock her up to prevent her from participating in the competition. But now, the reality before them was like a resounding slap in the face.
Bai Ying's hands clenched involuntarily, his knuckles turning white from the force; the Bai family's eldest elder trembled slightly, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but he was too shocked to speak.
They never imagined that Bai Ying, whom they once considered overconfident, would become the focus of everyone's attention, making them the laughingstock.
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