The literary giant's arrogant demeanor did not arouse disgust among the people; instead, it aroused their bloodthirsty worship.
Someone in the audience shouted, "Young Master Wen, kill him!"
Bai Chen turned to look at the source of the sound, and it was Ah Wei! Before he could say anything, the surrounding crowd cheered:
"Only the powerful Young Master Wen is worthy of Young Master Bai! Young Master Wen, show no mercy and kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
...
Bai Chen's face was gloomy, his fists clenched as he looked at Gu Liyan's back on the stage, filled with regret: "If I had been the one to fight, things wouldn't have turned out this way..."
Bai Chen sighed, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He immediately raised his head and looked at Gu Liyan. This bone-chilling cold was undoubtedly emanating from Gu Liyan's body!
The scholar closest to Gu Liyan was the first to feel the chill. He instinctively looked around and said in a panic, "Which master chess player is here? I am sorry for not greeting you properly. Please do not release your chess energy and affect the competition..."
The crowd below the stage trembled and looked around. The chess player was definitely an insurmountable expert.
In the ensuing silence, Wenhao swallowed hard. "If you, senior, do not agree to me killing him, then I... I will spare him."
"Hahaha……"
Upon hearing the voice, Wenhao subconsciously looked at Gu Liyan. It was Gu Liyan who made the sound. For some reason, Wenhao was so frightened that he took a step back, because he found that the closer he got to Gu Liyan, the colder the aura became!
Gu Liyan slowly stood up and slightly raised her head, her purple eyes reflecting the figure of the literary master.
“Gu, Gu Liyan, today, out of respect for the senior master Yi Zhe, I, I will not kill you. Bai Chen is still a member of the Wen family, so, so let’s just let it go for now…” Wen Hao said, trembling.
Gu Liyan tilted her head and looked at Wenhao. "Are you talking about ending this battle?"
"Ah, yes, yes, you can go now!" Wenhao nodded subconsciously.
"The end?" Gu Liyan took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. "It's not over yet... This battle is bound to have people die!"
Upon hearing this, Wenhao shuddered, sensing a terrifying aura emanating from Gu Liyan for some reason…
Wenhao subconsciously took a step back, and then, for some reason, he suddenly had the urge to escape. Without saying a word, he ran straight off the stage.
The crowd looked at the fleeing literary giant with confusion, then at Gu Liyan on the stage, who exhaled a breath of stale air, a breath carrying an icy chill:
"Well, what do you mean by living a low-key life? In this world of the strong, why should you wrong yourself?! Since the weak you speak of are the ones who kneel down..."
"Then you all kneel down before me—"
As soon as the words were spoken, snow suddenly began to fall from the sky. Snowflakes instantly blanketed the land for miles around. The sudden chill caused everyone's legs to tremble uncontrollably until their limbs were stiff with cold. Then, one by one, they slowly knelt before the white-clad youth on the arena.
Gu Liyan coldly watched the fleeing Wenhao, then slowly raised her hand. Instantly, a layer of frost formed at Gu Liyan's feet and quickly spread towards Wenhao.
Wenhao felt the chill creeping up from behind and quickened his pace, only to find his limbs stiff and unable to escape the cold...
Looking into the distance, I realized that my whole body was frozen in ice, and I couldn't move an inch!
Gu Liyan slowly lowered his hand, turned his gaze to the crowd kneeling before him, and coldly said, "See? This is what the weak are like!"
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