The sect leader of the Gale Sect made no attempt to hide his affection for Xu Yuehuai. Zi Sangyi ignored him and snorted coldly, but in his heart he was thinking that he would never be able to steal her away from him.
Caught off guard, Zhan Qi was kicked off the stage, bleeding from multiple wounds. He clutched his wounds, his eyes dark and menacing as he looked at Xu Yuehuai on the stage, as if he wanted to devour him. Xu Yuehuai met his gaze directly, her bright eyes calm and unwavering, as if she were looking at a dead object.
Zhan Qi's injuries were quite severe, and if they were not treated in time, they could become even more serious. Helpless, he could only leave with others to treat his wounds first, but his eyes kept lingering on Xu Yuehuai, as if trying to see through her. Xu Yuehuai showed no fear.
Elder Zhan, sitting below, saw this scene and almost ground his teeth to powder, but dared not speak. The sect leader was already getting unhappy. He had provoked him many times but had not gotten any good results, which was exhausting the sect leader's patience.
The members of the Mountain and Sea Sect watched the show with great interest, their eyes filled with smiles, as if they had discovered something amusing.
Only the Zhentian Clan did not participate, and they did not even care, their eyes fixed on the performance of their own disciples on the stage.
After dealing with Zhan Qi, Xu Yuehuai rejoined the battle. Nangong Yu and Ji Yaocen were both entangled by the two men and were unable to move or break free.
Seeing this, she picked up a silver sword and attacked, her moves all deadly and merciless, making everyone who saw her tremble in fear.
Xiao Feng passionately declared, "The senior sister from Qingtao Valley has made her move again! Look! She actually drove back the person opposite her with a single sword strike! What kind of strength does she possess? So powerful, it inspires fear!"
Xiao Feng's eyes shone, her gaze following Xu Yuehuai.
Ji Yuanchi and Pu Erge were no exception; their eyes remained fixed on Xu Yuehuai.
After Bai Ze appeared, he didn't stay by Xu Yuehuai's side to protect her. Instead, he chose to fight other people, which increased the strength of Qingtao Valley once again.
Opposite Yi Zhuo were the three of us, all determined to win and drive the people from Qingtao Valley off the stage. If we could kill them, that would be even better. Off the stage, they couldn't kill people, but it was a different story on the stage.
Yi Zhuo knew she couldn't beat her opponent and wanted to call for help, but the others were thousands of miles away and couldn't see her situation at all. Song Xin was also too busy taking care of herself to help her.
Yi Zhuo bit her lip, her face showing a defiant look, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to gang up on us like this."
She tried to reason with him, but to her surprise, he sneered and said, "What's the point of reasoning when you're fighting? As long as I can beat you, that's all that matters. You'd better be prepared to die by my sword. I'm looking forward to seeing you again."
The man grinned maliciously. After speaking, the three of them set off together, and all the attacks landed on her, densely packed. Yi Zhuo quickly formed a spiritual energy shield to protect herself.
However, the spiritual energy shield only lasted for a short while before fine cracks began to appear on it, as if it could break at any moment. She panicked and hurriedly continued to channel spiritual energy. The next second, the spiritual energy shield shattered, and those people's attacks went straight toward Yi Zhuo's face.
In a panic, she tried to defend herself, but she was no match for them and couldn't hold them off at all. With despair in her eyes, she cried out, "Save me! Don't kill me!"
Her plea for help brought her no hope; instead, it emboldened her opponent. "I thought the people of Qingtao Valley were all powerful figures, but I didn't expect you to be nothing special."
The three of them made no mention of the fact that they were fighting one person, their faces openly displaying disdain and mockery.
Yi Zhuo was injured and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Without hesitation, she jumped off the ring and conceded defeat when her opponent lowered his guard.
After discovering this scene, Xiao Feng naturally wouldn't miss it. "It seems that there are some disciples in our Qingtao Valley who aren't very brave. Under the beating of three people, they put up a little resistance and jumped off the stage."
As Yi Zhuo left the arena, these words sounded incredibly sarcastic to her. She launched an attack at Xiao Feng, who was sitting in the highest position, intending to knock him down and teach him a lesson for his nonsense.
As Yi Zhuo thought this, little did she know how naive and ridiculous her idea was.
Xiao Feng sensed the spiritual energy but didn't move at all. His face was even very relaxed. Those who didn't understand would think that he knew he would be hit by this attack, but those who knew a little would know that the spiritual energy couldn't reach him at all.
There was a faint halo around the pedestal, presumably a protective shield that kept him firmly inside.
As expected, the attack hit outside the target and failed to get close. Xiao Feng's face showed no surprise, not even a change, indicating that he was well aware of this.
But shortly after the blow, Izhuo collapsed to the ground in pain, her face contorted in distress, as if she were suffering some great agony.
"What's wrong with her...?" Some people didn't quite understand what had happened. It all happened so fast and so suddenly that no one had time to react.
Izhuo lay on the ground in agony.
Zi Sangyi's face was somewhat dark and not very good-looking. Elder Zhan started to act up again, saying, "It seems that the disciples under Sect Master Zi Sangyi need more management. Look at this, what kind of behavior is this?"
Elder Zhan was smug, his words laced with sarcasm, as if he wanted to shove the words in Zi Sangye's face about the poor character of his sect's disciples.
The Fifth Elder was annoyed by his talking. "I said, Zhan Cheng, will you die if you don't talk? You keep chattering away. People who don't know better would think you're some kind of animal reincarnated that can talk so much. If you really can't stand it, I'll get you a cage. You can talk in there and we'll watch from outside, okay?"
His tone was mocking, and he spoke quickly but clearly. When these words reached Elder Zhan's ears, the smile on his face froze instantly.
On stage, the number of people dwindled to about ten, with Xu Yuehuai and Ji Yaocen being two of them.
Everyone else has already fallen off the stage.
Bai Ze stood behind Xu Yuehuai, his aura menacing. All the members of the Wanzhang Sect had fallen; not one remained, making him the last one standing.
The eldest sister of the Zhentian Clan looked at Xu Yuehuai with a hint of amusement in her eyes. She was very interested in the woman in front of her; she had never met such an interesting person before.
Xu Yuehuai met her gaze directly, only to see that the woman's eyes held arrogance and haughtiness, and when she looked at her, she only showed curiosity and scrutiny.
A man raised his hand in a gesture of respect towards Xu Yuehuai, saying, "Excuse me."
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