Everyone was stunned. They never expected that such an unknown mortal would dare to say such things to a Golden Core cultivator!
"Has Xia Qingdai gone mad?"
"Is she out of her mind? How dare she?"
"That's a Golden Core cultivator! You could crush her head with just one little finger!"
On the arena, Li Han's scarred face twisted into an even more ferocious grimace. Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and the blood mist surrounding him suddenly boiled. "Very well!" he gritted his teeth, his voice seeming to come from the depths of hell, "Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"
Before the words were even finished, the pressure of a Golden Core cultivator swept across the entire arena like a tsunami. Li Han's right hand instantly transformed into a blood-red claw, five scarlet claw blades tearing through the air with a piercing whistling sound, aiming straight for Bai Ying's crown!
"Bloodthirsty Soul-Splitting Claw!" A knowledgeable cultivator in the spectator stands exclaimed in shock, "This is a killing move that can directly tear apart the soul! Li Han is showing no mercy, unleashing this deadly move right from the start. Xia Qingdai is doomed!"
An uproar erupted in the audience. Many women covered their eyes, unable to bear witnessing the bloody scene that was about to unfold.
Xia Yuwei's eyes widened, a twisted smile playing on her lips.
She leaned forward, afraid of missing any detail.
The Fourth Prince lightly waved his folding fan, a smug smirk on his face, and mocked the Third Prince, "Brother, it seems your ten high-grade spirit stones are going to be wasted..."
"Bang!"
A deafening roar, like a muffled thunderclap, suddenly shattered the silence, bringing the Fourth Prince to an abrupt halt.
The folding fan in his hand suddenly stopped, and the gold thread on the fan ribs drew a dazzling cold light in the sunlight.
On the arena, Li Han's burly body was sent flying backward at an incredible speed, like a mosquito being swatted by an invisible giant hand.
His black robe fluttered in the air, leaving a blurry afterimage in front of everyone. The ten-zhang distance passed in an instant, and the dull thud of his back hitting the barrier wall sent a shiver down everyone's spine.
"Thump—"
Li Han's body slid slowly down the barrier wall, leaving a glaring trail of blood on the bluestone ground.
His right arm still retained the ferocious posture it had when attacking, with its five fingers forming claws, but the bloodthirsty aura that had once terrified countless cultivators had dissipated.
Most chillingly, his bulging eyes remained wide open, frozen in the horror and disbelief of his final moments.
Bai Ying's pristine white dress fluttered gently in the breeze, and even the wooden hairpin in her hair remained perfectly still.
She lowered her eyes and straightened her cuffs, a seemingly ordinary gesture that sent chills down the spines of the entire audience—in that instant, not a single one of the hundreds of eyes present saw how she made her move! Li Han was already dead.
"This...this is impossible!" Xia Yuwei suddenly stood up.
The folding fan in the fourth prince's hand snapped in two with a "crack," and the smile on his face froze, making him look particularly comical.
The third prince suddenly stood up, his black python robe fluttering in the wind, and his eyes flashed with an astonishing light.
Bai Ying calmly looked at the referee on the sidelines: "Can we announce the result now?"
The referee looked at the scene before him with some surprise, and announced in a trembling voice: "The first match, Xia Qingdai wins!" His voice sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silent arena.
The entire room fell silent; everyone stood frozen in place as if under a spell. Only Bai Ying remained composed, her departing figure casting a long, slender shadow in the sunlight. Her white skirt swayed gently with each step, as if she had merely accomplished something insignificant.
"How is this possible?!"
Xia Yuwei suddenly stood up from her seat. Her eyes were wide open, staring intently in the direction Bai Ying had left, her chest heaving violently.
She witnessed it with her own eyes a few days ago; this good-for-nothing couldn't even do the most basic Qi-guiding technique. How could he possibly...?
"Your Highness," she whispered in the Fourth Prince's ear, suppressing her surging jealousy, "I have something to attend to, I'll be right back."
After hurriedly leaving the private room, Xia Yuwei found Duan Xiuyuan.
The usually gentle and charming young woman now had a chilling glint in her eyes:
"Brother Duan, when you were at the Xia residence, you had the most contact with Xia Qingdai. Do you know what kind of sorcery she used to kill that Golden Core stage expert?"
However, Duan Xiuyuan shook his head; he didn't know.
However, he suddenly thought of something: "I've heard that Immortal Wei Ji has a magical artifact that's like a thread, completely invisible when it's used. It can kill people without them even realizing it. Immortal Wei Ji and Xia Qingdai have such a good relationship, maybe he gave this magical artifact to Xia Qingdai. You also know that Immortal Wei Ji is already at the Nascent Soul stage, his magical artifact is more than enough to kill Golden Core stage cultivators."
Xia Yuwei clenched her fingers tightly.
"That's exactly right!" she practically spat out the words through clenched teeth, her beautiful face contorted into an almost ferocious expression. "This Xia Qingdai, she really has a very lucky life!"
She suddenly looked up at the viewing platform in the distance, where Immortal Wei Ji was smiling and watching the arena.
This realization struck Xia Yuwei like a heavy blow to the chest—why?
In what way is Xia Yuwei inferior to that pretentious bitch? In terms of looks, talent, and cultivation, she is clearly superior to Xia Qingdai. Even her parents love her more; they've abandoned Xia Qingdai. Why should this Immortal Wei Ji choose Xia Qingdai...?
"boom!"
A loud bang interrupted her thoughts. On another arena not far away, a cultivator in black robes did not move, but he anticipated all the attacks the moment his opponent made a move. He effortlessly neutralized the killing move and sent his opponent flying backward, coughing up blood, with a backhand palm strike.
He said to his opponent, "I've studied you thoroughly and know your killer move. You can't possibly beat me."
This scene caused a chilling glint to flash in Xia Yuwei's eyes. Her red lips curved into a sinister smile:
"So what if he has a magical artifact bestowed by Immortal Wei Ji?" she murmured softly, her voice sweet as honey yet tinged with a chilling coldness. "A piece of trash who can't even draw in Qi..."
"If I just reveal that she has a magical artifact protecting her, and make the other party wary, she will surely die!"
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