It was Zhang Kuang's arm that was severed.
The moment the match began, Nie Chenyuan, with a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, forcefully removed Zhang Kuang's arm with just his two hands.
He screamed in terror, half his body bleeding profusely, a far cry from his initial arrogance. He seemed about to surrender, but the words were cut off by a sudden gust of wind.
Everyone present witnessed what true beating was. Zhang Kuang was thrown around on stage like a broken sandbag, and in the end, he couldn't even utter a word of surrender.
The ancient martial arts tournament is not considered a violation as long as no one is killed. However, those who make it to the finals are mostly from prestigious families who usually exchange information with each other. It is rare to see someone so ruthless.
The arrogant words they had spoken before were no secret. Now everyone unconsciously kept their mouths shut, and some were even afraid because of their inappropriate words.
Looking at Zhang Kuang, who was barely clinging to life on the ground, Nie Chenyuan shook the blood off his hands and shrugged at the stunned referee beside him.
"Don't worry, I've listened to your advice and won't do anything to damage the ring." After saying that, he immediately jumped off the ring, and instead of going back to the lounge, he went straight upstairs.
As the stretcher carried Zhang Kuang away, the referee noticed that there wasn't a single new injury on the ring, and his gaze towards Zhang Kuang immediately softened with more sympathy.
"Such violent energy... and yet he has such control over it, he's definitely more than just the ninth level of the Acquired Realm." The Gu family patriarch uttered these words with trembling lips, and silence fell behind him.
Lin Yuhao stared intently at the screen, his eyes bloodshot, and upon closer inspection, his clasped hands were trembling slightly.
"Baby." Nie Chenyuan pushed open the door of the private room, bypassing his smiling grandfather and walking straight towards Qingyun.
She kicked the man away, frowned, and looked at Nie Chenyuan's blood-stained body with disgust, saying, "Who let you in?"
Nie Chenyuan chuckled and was about to lean closer again when Nie Songping patted him on the shoulder: "Good lad! Tell me the truth, what's your cultivation level now? You must have reached the tenth level of the Acquired Realm, right?"
He then burst into a hearty laugh.
"With that, Lin Yuhao is definitely going to lose tomorrow's challenge. Let's see how Zhang Jingguo can act tough then!"
"Grandpa, I won't be going tomorrow." Nie Chenyuan smiled and looked at Qingyun.
"What's wrong?" Nie Songping looked at his grandson and then at Qingyun, puzzled.
"I'll be playing tomorrow," Qingyun said casually, straightening her sleeves as she looked down.
Nie Songping was taken aback, and immediately lit a row of candles for Lin Yuhao in his heart.
The Ancient Martial Arts Tournament was suspended for a day to give the champions, who had been fighting continuously, a period of rest before the highly anticipated challenge matches began.
Only the top-ranked player is qualified to challenge the previous champion, Lin Yuhao.
Lin Yuhao was warming up in his private rest room. Several martial artists from the Ancient Martial Arts Association stood around him. Unlike usual, when they would flatter Lin Yuhao, these martial artists were all as quiet as chickens, and the atmosphere in the room was very strange.
The reason was that Zhang Gang's miserable state the day before yesterday was shocking, and everyone assumed that Nie Chenyuan's cultivation had exceeded the ninth level of the Acquired Realm. Lin Yuhao's chances of winning against him were slim.
Zhang Jingguo walked in, handed Lin Yuhao a towel, and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't be nervous. I've always had high hopes for you. Although Nie Chenyuan is strong, your ability to fight against opponents of higher levels is also quite impressive."
His words only made Lin Yuhao more agitated. What did he mean? Did everyone think Nie Chenyuan's cultivation level surpassed his?
Lin Yuhao pursed his lips and remained silent, while Zhang Jingguo's face showed a hint of nervousness. He checked the time and said, "Old He is coming to watch your match today; he should be in the car by now."
He patted Lin Yuhao on the shoulder again and turned to leave. Just then, the screen in the lounge displayed the lineups for the match.
Qingyun VS Lin Yuhao.
Lin Yuhao looked up and immediately stopped wiping his sweat with a towel. Zhang Jingguo glanced back as he walked out the door and was also stunned.
What's going on? Shouldn't Lin Yuhao's opponent be Nie Chenyuan? How come it's Qingyun?
"There might be a mistake. Let me make a call and ask." Zhang Jingguo frowned, picked up his phone, and made a call.
A moment later, he walked back into the lounge, his face full of disbelief: "It really is Qingyun. Nie Chenyuan has come this far and yet he gave up his qualification to him."
"This is against the rules." Lin Yuhao asked with a frown, but the immense sense of relief that welled up inside him made him want to laugh.
It was just a few rumors yesterday, plus Lin's mother saying something, and Qingyun couldn't help but use this method to clarify herself? She's still too naive.
Lin Yuhao's lips curled into a secret smile. He had originally intended to use public opinion to sow discord between Nie Chenyuan and Qingyun. In his view, Nie Chenyuan would not tolerate being used and might withdraw from the competition after learning of Qingyun's ulterior motives. However, he did not expect Qingyun to be so naive as to actually come up and compete against him herself.
Qingyun is already a cripple, what does he have to compare himself to?
“No, there is such a rule.” Zhang Jingguo’s expression did not ease, but instead showed some doubt. “Qingyun is participating as a guest of the Nie family. Guest members are allowed to replace direct members of the main family during the challenge competition.”
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Seeing the names displayed on the big screen inside the arena, everyone became restless and whispered among themselves. But with the consequences of yesterday's arrogance still fresh in their minds, no one dared to utter any boastful words.
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