Guiyi wanted to gather his spiritual power to resist again, but it was too late.
The newly appeared sword was extremely fast, like a meteor across the sky. It instantly broke through the defense of the golden light curtain and stabbed straight towards Guiyi's chest.
Gui Yi had no way to avoid it, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he could only watch the sword approaching. In desperation, he had to cross the Zen stick across his chest, trying to make a final resistance.
There was a loud "bang" on the ring, like thunder exploding in everyone's ears.
Guiyi's body fell heavily on the ring like a kite with a broken string, raising a cloud of dust.
When Puyang Yu saw that he had won, his face was filled with excitement and pride. He raised the sword in his hand high and waved it vigorously in my direction.
He looked so high-spirited as if everything in the world was under his feet.
I quickly responded to him, my eyes full of congratulations and admiration for him.
Then, the disciple was heard to read out loudly: "Young Master Puyang Yusheng of Jiange!"
The sound echoed in the venue, causing everyone to talk.
Then, before the discussion died down, the disciple shouted again at the top of his voice, "Next match, Sword Pavilion Young Master Puyang Yu versus North Sea Holy Land Holy Son Yuwen Cheng!"
When the second brother and sister Yanran heard the name "Yuwencheng", their faces instantly became stiff and they were all stunned.
Afterwards, Yuwen Cheng strode onto the ring with big strides. He had an upright posture and a stern face, but his eyes revealed a hint of elusive cunning.
It was not until this moment that I understood why my second brother and Sister Yanran had such expressions.
Then I whispered, "Brother, isn't the guy Puyang Yu was fighting the same guy we beat up in the woods?"
The second brother looked at Yuwen Cheng coldly, his gaze seemed to penetrate his body, and then he said, "Yes, little sister, it's him."
If I had known earlier, I should have been ruthless and broken one of his legs to see if he dared to hurt others again.
Sister Yanran also changed her usual calmness, frowned, and stared at Yuwen Cheng on the stage with a serious expression.
Seeing Sister Yanran like this, the second brother quickly comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, Sister Yanran. I and my younger sister are here, and Senior Shangguan is here to protect you. He won't be able to hurt you at all today."
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