Wenren Bingying staggered back onto the arena. Having almost completely exhausted her strength, she could no longer stand steadily. She staggered back two steps before collapsing to the ground.
Her hands trembled as she supported herself on the ground, so weak that even breathing seemed impossible, her vitality was waning, and her spirit was utterly dejected.
However, compared to her listless state, her mood was extremely excited. She looked up at Ye Chen lying on his back not far away, and a happy smile and excited tears appeared on her pretty face and in her eyes at almost the same time.
Although we don't know what happened to Ye Chen in the end, judging from the result, she won!
She was the ultimate victor in this betting battle!
"I won...I won!"
"Young Master Fufeng, did you see that? I won!"
Wenren Bingying looked excitedly towards the viewing area, searching for Chi Yuan's figure, but because her vision was blurred by tears, she was unable to see Chi Yuan.
On the other side.
Ye Chen lay on the ground, dazed and confused. The last vestige of consciousness made a voice echo in his mind: "Did I lose?"
"Why did I lose..."
Ye Chen was bewildered and found it hard to accept this fact.
Five years ago, he vowed to repay Wenren Bingying for the humiliation she had brought him tenfold. But five years later, instead of getting revenge, he was once again nailed to the pillar of shame by Wenren Bingying.
More importantly, he no longer has the chance to wash away this shame, which will be a shame he can never erase for the rest of his life!
"How could I lose? How could Wenren Bingying possibly beat me?!"
A strong sense of resentment welled up in Ye Chen's heart, along with an extremely intense and negative aura, like a surging undercurrent, stirring up a storm in his heart.
At that moment, Ye Chen seemed to gain some kind of enlightenment, and his mind suddenly became clear. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a dense aura of bloodlust surged from them.
"I haven't lost yet!"
Ye Chen suddenly flipped over and rushed out, his body transforming into a streak of blood-red light, shooting towards Wenren Bingying. At the same time, he curled his right hand into a claw and unleashed a newly mastered Heaven-rank low-level spiritual skill—Blood Fiend Soul Devouring Hand.
Alas!
A blood-red gust of wind swept out, and a gigantic, terrifying blood hand materialized. As Ye Chen lashed out with his claw, it unleashed a monstrous aura of bloodlust, heading straight for Wenren Bingying to kill her.
"This is... a Heaven-Rank Spiritual Technique?!"
Upon seeing the giant blood-red hand, figures involuntarily stood up and exclaimed in surprise. No one had expected that Ye Chen would have such a powerful trump card.
This is a Heaven-Rank Spiritual Technique!
How high is Ye Chen's cultivation level? He can already use a Heaven-rank spiritual technique?!
Sensing a strong sense of danger coming from behind, Wenren Bingying's smile froze. She turned around blankly and saw Ye Chen carrying a giant blood-red hand, sweeping towards her and killing her. Her mind went completely blank for a moment.
Upon seeing this, Gong Boyang sighed. Wenren Bingying could not possibly withstand this move, and he had to take action.
"Um?"
Just as Gong Boyang was about to make a move, his mind suddenly focused. Before he could react, a tall figure appeared in front of Wenren Bingying almost instantly. With a single palm strike, a huge golden palm print slammed out, shattering the blood-red giant hand in the blink of an eye. The remaining power of the palm print did not diminish, and it slammed into Ye Chen with overwhelming force.
Bang!
The terrifying impact, which could have been fatal, triggered the life-saving talisman on Ye Chen's body. As a golden light shone from his chest, the power of the golden palm print was instantly neutralized.
Even though the Life-Saving Talisman protected Ye Chen from fatal damage, Ye Chen was still severely impacted by the palm strike. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown backward helplessly like a leaf in a whirlwind.
A chill ran down Gong Boyang's spine. He quickly stepped forward and caught Ye Chen. Only after realizing that Ye Chen was not in any danger did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He looked at Chi Yuan with lingering fear, his heart filled with shock. This Fu Feng was a hundred times more monstrous than Ye Chen, able to injure someone right under his nose. Although it was because he was slow to react, the fact that he could appear and make a move in such a short time was enough to show how abnormal his abilities were.
"Young Master Fu Feng!"
Upon seeing the figure appear before her, Wenren Bingying's eyes immediately regained their light. Her previously panicked and fearful heart instantly calmed down. With Young Master Fufeng protecting her, she had nothing to fear!
"How dare you kill my disciples! You're courting death!"
At that moment, a hoarse voice filled with shock and anger resounded throughout the martial arts arena. Above the arena, an old woman dressed in a cloud-patterned robe appeared out of thin air; it was none other than Pei Qingyun.
"You're asking for it!"
Just as Pei Qingyun raised his hand to attack Chi Yuan, a delicate shout rang out, and a beautiful figure flashed to a position slightly below Pei Qingyun. Then, her slender fist, wrapped in blazing flames, slammed into Pei Qingyun's abdomen.
"Tianfeng Star Meteor Explosion!"
A ball of blazing fire, as hot as the sun, suddenly burst forth, hurtling towards Pei Qingyun's abdomen like a meteor, shooting straight into the sky and creating terrifying shockwaves along its path. Above the ball of fire, a fiery red phoenix phantom roared out. This phantom grew larger with the wind, expanding to over a hundred feet in the blink of an eye. From afar, it looked like a fire phoenix carrying Pei Qingyun and flying towards the heavens.
"Sword Slices Through the Galaxy!"
High above, a cyan longsword appeared, standing upright in the void. Amidst the flashing cyan light, a cyan sword shadow hundreds of feet long, seemingly substantial, appeared. Then, with the downward slash of the cyan longsword, it struck down directly at the illusory image of the Heavenly Phoenix.
At that moment, at the forefront of the phantom of the Heavenly Phoenix, an old man in a gray robe appeared, grabbed Pei Qingyun's body, and darted into the space, whereupon the two of them disappeared.
Pfft!
The instant the two disappeared, the cyan sword shadow struck the phantom of the Heavenly Phoenix, splitting it in two and obliterating it into nothingness.
On the arena.
Shangguan Zhen appeared before Ye Chen with a stern expression, shielding him behind him.
A moment later, Elder Tianjian also grabbed Pei Qingyun's body and tore through space to walk out, standing half a zhang beside Shangguan Zhen. At this moment, the cyan longsword also turned into a stream of light and flew back to Elder Tianjian's side, hovering and sinking beside his shoulder.
Shangguan Zhen and Elder Tianjian both looked at Pei Qingyun, their brows furrowed. Pei Qingyun was now a bloody mess from the attack, his breath as weak as a candle in the wind. His dantian had also been severely damaged. Although his cultivation was not completely destroyed, a drop in realm was inevitable.
"This Feng Yaoyao is incredibly ruthless!"
The two men looked extremely grim, their gazes shifting to Feng Yaoyao, who was standing beside Chi Yuan, their eyes blazing with anger.
"Damn it, they didn't even kill her!"
Sensing that Pei Qingyun was still alive, Feng Yaoyao was extremely annoyed. It was all that old man's fault for interfering; otherwise, once her move exploded, Pei Qingyun wouldn't have enough lives to survive.
"Bingying, how are you?"
Chi Yuan turned around and helped Wenren Bingying up, asking her with concern.
Wenren Bingying shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Chi Yuan and said, "Young Master Fufeng, have I lost...?"
A gentle light appeared in Chi Yuan's eyes as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "You didn't lose, you won!"
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