A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

It's Zhao Jingzhou.

He was kneeling, using his sword to support himself on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

His face was deathly pale.

The tiger's mouth of the hand holding the sword was split open, and blood flowed down the hilt.

He tried to stand up straight, but swayed and coughed up blood.

On the arena.

Chu Xuanqing remained standing upright.

He maintained his forward-swinging posture, his hand gripping the knife as steady as a rock.

His aura still seemed strong.

After a while.

He slowly sheathed his sword, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

Looking down at the arena below, Zhao Jingzhou appeared listless.

"Ha, Peach Blossom Temple, nothing special."

Chu Xuanqing's calm voice echoed throughout the entire martial arts arena.

The voice was not loud.

But it carried the arrogance and mockery of a victor.

"you…!!"

Zhao Jingzhou was so angry that she coughed up another mouthful of blood.

It stained the ground in front of him red.

Chu Xuanqing stopped looking at him, turned around proudly, and faced away from the audience.

The instant you turned around.

A thin line of crimson blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

His right hand, which was holding the knife, trembled almost imperceptibly.

Only those few with the sharpest eyesight on the high platform.

And Luo Fan, Bai Jie, and a few others...

They captured that fleeting detail.

Chu Xuanqing did not stop walking.

Instead, he straightened his back and stepped off the stage.

"Chu Xuanqing of the Zhengyang Sect wins!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the Zhengyang Sect side.

Inevitably, there was also some mockery of the Peach Blossom Temple.

insult.

Luo Fan ignored these voices.

He took out a pill and gave it to Zhao Jingzhou.

After taking the pill, Zhao Jingzhou's pale face gradually regained its rosy hue.

"Senior brother, look, that pretty girl from the Xuantian Sect seems to be worried about you."

Luo Fan suddenly teased, "In my opinion, she was captivated by your heroic bearing."

Zhao Jingzhou followed Luo Fan's gaze.

Sure enough, Hua Yingyue was looking in his direction.

"..."

Zhao Jingzhou couldn't help but blush.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

That gentle voice sounded from behind.

Zhao Jingzhou suddenly froze, then turned around and grinned sheepishly.

Hua Yingyue smiled.

The two locked eyes.

"Are you... alright?"

Her eyes showed concern.

Zhao Jingzhou opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"It's important, it's important, it's extremely important!"

Luo Fan chuckled, "My senior brother was seriously injured while trying to impress someone and urgently needs care."

"Ouch... Senior sister, don't pull my ear..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

He was dragged away by Bai Jie, who pulled his ear.

"You talk too much."

Bai Jie glared at him.

Hua Yingyue covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Zhao Jingzhou, "Is it really... that important?"

"No...no..."

Zhao Jingzhou quickly waved her hand, "Well... the weather is nice today."

"..."

Hua Yingyue rolled her eyes. "Then I won't disturb your enjoyment."

She turned and left.

Zhao Jingzhou quickly called out to her, "Um... Fairy..."

He wanted to slap himself a few times.

puff!

Hua Yingyue couldn't help but giggle.

She turned around, blinked, and said, "If you had come to the Xuantian Sect to propose marriage sooner, I would have forgiven you."

Zhao Jingzhou stared blankly at that slender figure from behind.

There was no response after a while.

"Even if I gave you a chance, you still wouldn't have been able to do it."

Yan Wujiu leaned closer and put a hand on his shoulder.

He kept smacking his lips.

He pulled out the book of flirting tips and stuffed it into Zhao Jingzhou's arms.

"You should really learn from Junior Brother Luo. Remember, when you go out in the future, don't say you're our senior brother..."

"..."

Zhao Jingzhou seriously doubted whether she was being looked down upon.

Next game.

Shen Fufeng of Peach Blossom Temple faces off against Sun Bao of the Zhengyang Sect.

Sun Bao went on stage early.

However, Shen Fufeng has yet to appear.

The presiding elder frowned and looked towards the Peach Blossom Temple camp.

Under the protection of Xie Nantian and others, Shen Fufeng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The atmosphere grew stronger and stronger.

boom!

Several breaths passed.

The oppressive aura of someone at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment spread out.

Almost as soon as he opened his eyes, Shen Fufeng's figure disappeared from the spot.

When it reappears.

He stood on the ring.

Across from him, Sun Bao's eyes held a hint of disdain.

Even if you break through, I'll still make you crawl on your knees.

"People who talk a lot usually collapse faster."

Shen Fufeng gently waved his folding fan, a smile on his face, showing no sign that he was there for a life-or-death struggle.

Sun Bao snorted coldly, said no more nonsense, and with a powerful kick, he leaped out like a cheetah.

He formed his right hand into a claw and aimed straight for Shen Fufeng's face.

Shen Fufeng closed his folding fan, and instead of retreating, he advanced, sidestepping the claw-like wind.

Simultaneously.

The fan ribs pointed towards Sun Bao's ribs.

Sun Bao reacted extremely quickly, twisting his body and raising his knee to block.

boom!

The two separated after a brief contact, only to collide violently again.

Sun Bao's punches and kicks are fierce and powerful, aiming to overcome skill with brute force and achieve a swift victory.

Shen Fufeng moved nimbly, occasionally using his folding fan to launch counterattacks, all aimed at exploiting the opponent's weaknesses.

bang bang bang...

The sounds of fists and feet clashing were continuous and so fast that it was dazzling.

The two fought from the center of the ring to the edge, and then back to the center.

Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack, Sun Bao increased his punching power by three points, with a leopard's roar faintly heard in the wind of his punches.

Shen Fufeng frowned, then immediately unfolded his folding fan and drew an arc with the fan surface.

It was a small shield that met that extremely powerful punch.

boom!

An even stronger shockwave exploded.

Shen Fufeng used the momentum to retreat, dissipating the force, his breathing slightly disordered.

Sun Bao was also forced back half a step, his eyes flashing even more fiercely.

Yan Wujiu secretly complained about Shen Fufeng, thinking that the kid had managed to show off again.

He saw that the girl from the Xuantian Sect named Mu Yunshang had her eyes shining.

This kid, besides his senior brother Xie Nantian, is the most serious-looking one around.

However, Xie Nantian is genuinely serious, while this kid is just pretending to be serious.

Otherwise, how could he have learned the essence of Luo Shidi's flirting skills?

The main point is that showing off should be natural.

"You've got some skill, but it's time to end the warm-up!"

Sun Bao gripped a dark red longbow.

With his other hand, he drew back a red arrow formed from spiritual energy.

The bow is drawn taut, the arrow aimed at Shen Fufeng!

Shen Fufeng abandoned his relaxed demeanor.

A sword blade, over three inches long and gleaming with a cold light, was flicked out from the folding fan in his hand.

This is the sword hidden in the fan.

Whoosh!

Sun Bao released the bowstring, and the crimson arrow pierced the air, transforming into a streak of light.

Arriving in an instant!

He brandished his fan-sword.

Shen Fufeng set up a barrier of sword light in front of him.

scoff!

The two collided.

The arrows ran out of energy, the barrier shattered, and Shen Fufeng took two steps back.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold out!"

Sun Bao's bowstring twanged repeatedly.

Three crimson arrows, arranged in a triangular pattern, blocked Shen Fufeng's space to dodge left and right.

Then they attacked his upper, middle, and lower routes directly.

Shen Fufeng pushed his movement technique to its limit, leaving only a blurry afterimage in his place.

His true form had already shifted to the side like a ghost.

Meanwhile, the fan sword unleashed several cold stars, striking the side of the arrow and slightly deflecting its trajectory.

Boom boom boom!

The arrow grazed past and struck the protective light barrier of the arena, creating violent ripples.

"Don't get too cocky! It's not over yet!"

Sun Bao's aura surged even higher.

This time, five arrows were formed.

Five arrows were fired simultaneously.

Like five miniature suns, they covered all directions around Shen Fufeng!

"This is a bit troublesome."

Shen Fufeng frowned slightly and stopped defending.

The fan-shaped sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling bluish-white light.

Then he transformed into a streak of light and went to meet her.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom—!!!

The lights on the arena were blinding.

The chaotic flow of spiritual energy raged wildly, and the protective array flickered violently.

As the light dimmed, everyone hurriedly looked over.

Shen Fufeng's clothes were torn in many places, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his hand holding the fan sword was trembling slightly.

Sun Bao is also having a tough time.

His face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and he had exhausted himself by continuously unleashing his ultimate move.

The two stared intently at each other through the billowing smoke and the aftershocks of spiritual energy.

"I have one last move; you are doomed!"

Sun Bao, panting heavily, bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the dark red longbow.

The longbow emitted an eerie, blood-red light, its body swelled, and the aura it exuded was chilling.

Shen Fufeng straightened up, activated his spiritual power, and the fan shone brightly.

The tip of the sword was emitting a sharp, foot-long blade of light.

He poured all his spiritual power into the sword in the fan without reservation, and the bluish-white light condensed to its extreme.

"Bloodthirsty Fiend Shatters the Sun!"

Sun Bao pulled the bowstring to its limit.

A crimson arrow imbued with the intent of destruction was thus formed!

Shen Fufeng took a deep breath, becoming one with his sword.

"Windfall!"

Above the sky.

Crimson arrows and azure streaks collided without any frills!

Time stands still at this moment.

Immediately afterwards—

BOOM!!!

An indescribable roar.

An energy storm even more terrifying than the one Zhao Jingzhou had dealt to Chu Xuanqing before exploded completely!