"Mom, I'm also very disappointed in you."
Qingyun looked at Lin's mother, who was swaying precariously below the arena, and said without any mercy.
Lin's mother nearly fainted. She finally understood that this Qingyun was no longer the Qingyun she had manipulated. Lin Yuhao was ruined; what was the point of her abandoning her family and children a second time? She might as well have remained Qingyun's wife!
"Qingyun, you are too ruthless. Even if you have profound cultivation, you are still despised by the ancient martial arts world!"
One of the audience members stood up and accused Qingyun, "Your father deserved what he got, how dare you avenge him?"
After this person spoke up, a few others echoed him, but most people were still shocked by Qingyun's powerful martial arts and dared not utter a sound.
At this moment, the giant screen broadcasting the live battle in the arena suddenly flickered, followed by a black-and-white image reminiscent of a movie from the 1970s or 80s.
When Lin's mother looked up and saw the two figures on the screen, her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground: "Impossible... the Qing residence is destroyed..."
On the screen, a pretty woman with short, ear-length hair was being spun around in the arms of a refined man. The woman smiled and then suddenly burst into tears, but her face was full of happiness.
She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and said sweetly, "Haolin, thank you for rescuing me from that terrible family. I can't even bear to think about that painful life before. He beat me and forced me to give birth..."
"What's going on? Why are they showing a movie?" The audience members were clearly puzzled and discussing among themselves.
"This man seems somewhat familiar?" A martial artist, around fifty years old, frowned, then suddenly seemed to remember something and pointed at the screen in surprise, saying, "This man is Qing Haolin! Qing Haolin in his youth!"
Since this man is Qing Haolin, then this woman...
Everyone turned to look at the screen, then at Lin's mother in the audience, and immediately understood.
The screen clearly shows Lin's mother and Qing Haolin when they were young. Lin's mother rambled on about her "miserable life" in the past, which was then interrupted by Qing Haolin. The story ended with Qing Haolin kneeling down on one knee to propose to Lin's mother, who shyly accepted.
This was the very videotape Qingyun found at the Qing residence. It was clearly a videotape Qing Haolin had secretly recorded of his marriage proposal and hidden it as a keepsake. Eighteen years later, the couple had completely forgotten about the video, making its release all the more ironic.
The audience was inexplicably watching a 1970s romance film. At first, they were completely baffled, but after hearing what the woman in the video said, they suddenly understood and looked at Lin's mother, who had collapsed to the ground, with disbelief.
While videos can be faked, the young Lin's mother and Qing Haolin cannot be faked.
If Lin Yuhao hadn't said those things before, it wouldn't have been so bad, but since someone had already given a "previous recap," and now they were seeing a completely different scene, it filled them with a sense of absurdity.
What do you mean Qing Haolin forcibly took what he wanted, and that his mother endured humiliation and hardship? It turns out that unlucky Qing Haolin married a heartless woman who abandoned her family twice!
Suddenly, the matter of Lin Yuhao destroying Qingyun's dantian, which had been exposed earlier, became clear. It was obviously an attempt to kill him to silence him.
Considering that Lin Yuhao's "Amazing Step" originated from the Qing family's martial arts, everyone looked at Lin's mother as if she were a black widow. Abandoning her family and children, seizing her husband's property, and then turning around and blaming her husband and son from a moral high ground—this woman can truly be called a wicked woman.
"No, no, no! He forced me to take the picture, I was forced!" Lin's mother explained to the people around her, but found that the person she had grabbed had a face full of contempt.
Putting aside the fact that no one in that era would have the idea of recording a video as evidence, if Qing Haolin really recorded it on purpose, why didn't he bring it up to explain when Lin Yuhao accused him of being a cancer in the ancient martial arts world three years ago?
Those who had previously applauded Lin Yuhao and his mother now felt their faces burning. The head of the Wang family, who had lavishly praised Lin's mother as a "remarkable woman," was particularly red-faced, as if he had been slapped hundreds of times. He glared fiercely at Lin's mother, his lips trembling as he said, "How could there be such a shameless person in the world..."
"Qingyun!"
Lin Yuhao's weak voice, filled with gritted teeth, suddenly rang out. He lay on the stretcher, holding a pistol in his hand and pointing it at Qingyun, his eyes filled with madness.
Nie Chenyuan's breath hitched, and he kicked the tempered glass in front of him, shattering it as he jumped down from the second-floor private room.
However, he was too late. With a "bang," a gunshot rang out, and the bullet hurtled towards Qingyun, who was still on the ring. Lin Yuhao let out a loud laugh, his laughter filled with malice.
Everyone in the private room stood up, staring in shock at the gun in Lin Yuhao's hand.
The family heads shook their heads and sighed as they watched the bullets flying everywhere.
The world is constantly advancing in technology, yet ancient martial arts are declining? Why? Because ancient martial arts practitioners still can't withstand modern weaponry.
No one saw who handed Lin Yuhao the pistol, but everyone knew that Qingyun, this brilliant martial arts genius, was truly just a flash in the pan.
Some people sighed with regret, while others secretly rejoiced.
However, standing right in the center of the crisis, Qingyun neither dodged nor avoided it. Instead, she sneered and her face was full of mockery.
He raised his hand, extended two fingers, and with perfect precision, caught the rapidly spinning bullet!
Lin Yuhao's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief.
A commotion erupted in the arena. Qing Yun was still standing on the ring, so his every move was projected onto the huge screen behind him. But no one could understand how he had caught the bullet.
"You...you pinch me! Is this a movie shoot?" One person tugged at the sleeve of the person next to him, dumbfounded, only to find that the other person was also completely stunned.
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