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The protective light barrier of the arena emitted a clear cracking sound.

The presiding elder's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly joined forces with several other elders to reinforce the structure.

At the epicenter of the explosion, nothing could be seen.

All that could be sensed were two mutually corrosive and extremely destructive forces.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe just a few breaths.

The dust has settled.

Everyone held their breath and watched.

In the center of the arena, two figures lay motionless on the ground, several feet apart.

Sun Bao's dark red longbow fell not far away, with tiny cracks appearing on its surface.

Shen Fufeng's folding fan also slipped from his hand, the fan surface was broken, and the tip of his sword was dull.

silence.

A deathly silence.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Who's winning?

Just then.

Sun Bao's finger twitched.

He let out a low groan.

Then, he struggled to support his body with his arms and stood up, swaying slightly!

His face was covered in blood, and his body was hunched over; he looked like he could collapse again at any moment!

the other side.

Shen Fufeng was also trying to prop himself up, but his arms only made it halfway before he fell back down weakly.

He gritted his teeth and tried again.

In the end, he could only barely support his upper body by kneeling on one knee.

The difference in quality seems to have been determined.

The presiding elder took a deep breath and announced loudly.

"Sun Bao of the Zhengyang Sect wins!"

Cheers erupted once again from the Zhengyang Sect camp.

Although the victory looked incredibly brutal, it was still a victory!

Upon hearing the verdict, Sun Bao grinned, wanting to laugh, but the aggravation of his injuries caused him to cough.

He stopped looking at Shen Fufeng.

Turning around, he walked with difficulty, step by step, towards the edge of the arena where his own faction was located.

Shen Fufeng kept his head down and knelt on the spot, seemingly still adjusting his breathing.

Just as Sun Bao was about to step off the ring...

puff--!

A mouthful of almost black blood gushed out of his mouth without warning!

His expression froze abruptly, and the light in his eyes dimmed rapidly.

His whole body seemed to have been hollowed out, and he collapsed forward limply, crashing face down onto the edge of the ring.

There was no further movement!

The cheers of the Zhengyang Sect abruptly ceased, turning into astonishment.

Several disciples of the Zhengyang Sect rushed onto the arena in a panic.

Meanwhile, in the center of the arena.

Shen Fufeng, who had been keeping his head down, slowly stood up.

Although he was dressed in disheveled clothes, breathless, and pale, his back was ramrod straight.

He didn't turn around to look at Sun Bao, but a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After getting up, he walked steadily toward the direction of the Peach Blossom Temple camp.

Only he knew that although he seemed to have lost by half a move, he had actually won!

"Senior Brother Sun... Senior Brother Sun's dantian is shattered!! His meridians are severed!!"

On the Zhengyang Sect's side, after investigating Sun Bao's situation, a roar of shock and anger came from within.

Sikong Jue suddenly stood up.

His face was ashen as he stared at Shen Fufeng's retreating figure, the murderous intent in his eyes almost tangible.

"Tsk, Sect Master Sikong, your disciple's foundation doesn't seem very solid either?"

Master Xuanming smiled faintly, "You've already won, so why are you the one who's fallen down?"

He laughed heartily.

Although Shen Fufeng is not a disciple of his Xuantian Sect, as long as he is a prodigy, he is destined to be associated with his sect.

If I wasn't mistaken, Yunshang seemed quite interested in this boy.

well.

There's no genius who can't be won over by a one-night stand, if there is...

Then let's add another night!

Thinking of this, his smile became even more enigmatic.

Master Qingyang, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but roll his eyes in annoyance.

This time, even Yunxi was no exception.

I'm afraid that after this martial arts competition, the Xuantian Sect will really try to extort money from them.

Liu Linglong, however, covered her mouth and chuckled, looking completely unconcerned.

Until Yunxi's voice reached my ears.

"Instead of sacrificing many disciples to form an alliance, why not grant them all to Luo Fan?"

Upon hearing this...

Liu Linglong's smile froze on her face.

No, not at all!

Little did she know that although Luo Fan had never actually made a move, Xuan Ming was most interested in him.

If this little rascal does something unexpected again…

It meant demanding that Xuanming use all his disciples as a bargaining chip; if he had hesitated even a second longer…

That would be disrespectful to the prodigy.

After a brief silence.

The presiding elder's voice, tinged with a subtle complexity, rang out once more.

This foreshadows a truly highly anticipated showdown.

"Next game—"

"Peach Blossom Temple, Xie Nantian!"

"Battle—"

"The True Yang Sect Red Gull!!"

As the words fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly tensed up, igniting everyone's emotions once again.

Many disciples of the Zhengyang Sect were the first to shout cheers for Chi Ou.

As their senior brother, Chi Ou possesses unfathomable strength and is the only choice to win the championship in this martial arts competition.

The people in the Peach Blossom Pavilion looked solemn.

Even Yunxi was no exception.

This kind of peak showdown involves the strongest young generation from both sides.

This battle concerns the reputation of both sides, and once they clash, they will undoubtedly give it their all.

It was a true battle to the death!

Yunxi wasn't worried about whether Xie Nantian could win; she just hoped he would escape unscathed.

However, knowing that Luo Fan would be there to protect her, as long as the injury wasn't fatal, it was fine.

Her slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her red lips.

Liu Linglong rolled her eyes and pouted.

"You'd better pray he wins; I don't want to risk that little rascal's life."

"..."

Yunxi glared at her junior sister, feeling somewhat helpless.

It's as if she doesn't want Xie Nantian to win.

offstage.

Xie Nantian took a deep breath and looked at Luo Fan.

"Junior brother, who do you think will win?"

Luo Fan grinned and said, "That goes without saying, it's naturally my senior brother!"

"Alright! Then watch how I beat him to a pulp!"

Xie Nantian laughed loudly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

He took a step forward, his figure as swift as lightning, and landed steadily on the arena.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

A crimson figure descended from the sky and crashed heavily onto the arena, causing the entire arena to tremble slightly.

Red Owl!

He shattered his upper robe, revealing the bulging muscles of his upper body.

Just standing there, he exudes an invisible sense of oppression.

"The senior disciple of Peach Blossom Temple?"

Red Gull looked Xie Nantian up and down, grinning and revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"I hope you're a bit better than those other losers, so I don't get too bored."

Xie Nantian remained calm and said lightly, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

"That's good. I'll show you what true power is."

The red gull twisted its neck, its bones cracking and popping.

After the presiding elder announced the start of the competition.

The red gull was the first to move.

He took a step forward, causing the arena to tremble, and threw a punch at Xie Nantian.

There are no fancy moves, no unnecessary actions.

It's a simple, direct, and violent punch.

But this punch contained terrifying power; the air crackled and exploded as the fist passed by.

But Xie Nantian did not retreat but advanced, throwing out a punch as well.

boom--!

The two fists collided like two mountain peaks colliding.

A surge of air.

The wind blew outwards from the two people, causing the clothes of the people below the stage to flutter.

Deng Deng Deng!

Xie Nantian took three steps back, his arm going numb.

Red Gull took a step back, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"You're better than the previous trash for being able to take a punch from me head-on without falling down."

"This is just the beginning, let's do it again!"

Xie Nantian swung his arms, his fighting spirit growing even stronger.

"As you wish!"

Red Gull laughed loudly and charged out again, his fists like a storm, frantically attacking Xie Nantian.

The two exchanged blows, their voices ringing out incessantly.

Xie Nantian's boxing style was fierce and domineering, with wide and sweeping movements, each punch carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

The Red Gull Fist Technique became even more ferocious.

Each of his punches contained a scorching wave of energy, igniting the temperature in the air along with it.

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

Wherever it went, the bluestone ground cracked inch by inch, and gravel flew everywhere.

"So strong!"

"Is this the power of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

"That's terrifying!"

The audience was stunned; this was a true showdown of the best!

boom!

The two exchanged a punch and then retreated simultaneously.

Xie Nantian took five steps forward, while Chi Ou retreated four steps.

"happy!"

Excitement gleamed in the red gull's eyes. "It's been so long since I've encountered an opponent who can truly challenge me head-on!"

"You're worth my all-out effort!"

The words fell.

His aura surged again, and his body radiated a crimson light, as if a fire god had descended to earth.

"The True Form of the Crimson Sun!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

"Senior Brother Chi Ou actually used the Crimson Sun True Body! This is the strongest body-refining technique of our Zheng Yang Sect!"

"Xie Nantian is in danger!"

Xie Nantian's eyes were serious.

He pointed his fingers into a sword shape, and a blue sword light shot into the sky, piercing straight at the red gull.

The red gull neither dodged nor avoided, and threw a punch.

clang!

The sword light shattered, and a white mark appeared on the red gull's fist.

This did not stop his attack; instead, he charged forward again.

He was more interested in crippling Xie Nantian than killing Luo Fan.

The two clashed again, and this time, Xie Nantian was completely at a disadvantage.

The Crimson Gull's Crimson Sun True Form has extremely strong defense, making it difficult for Xie Nantian's attacks to break through its defenses.

Xie Nantian had to defend against every punch from Chi Gua with all his might, which greatly depleted his spiritual energy.

"At this rate, our senior brother will lose."

Below the stage, Yan Wujiu frowned.

"The Crimson Sun True Body is a perfect blend of offense and defense; it will be difficult for the eldest brother to achieve anything in a short time."

Chu Wuyai also looked solemn.

"not necessarily."

Luo Fan shook his head and chuckled, "Our senior brother isn't so easily defeated."

In the past, he had little contact with Xie Nantian in the sect.

As a potential successor to the sect leader, he would surely possess more than just these superficial strengths.

really!

Xie Nantian suddenly retreated, his hands forming a hand seal, his body surrounded by flowing sword light.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

Countless streaks of azure sword light appeared out of thin air and condensed into a huge azure light sword behind him.

"A myriad of swords returning to their origin?!"

Luo Fan was horrified.

He realized that Xie Nantian must have a trump card, but he never expected that the trump card would be the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Heart Sutra!

This technique, comparable in power to a Heavenly Rank cultivation method, was obtained by him in the Sword Tomb Secret Realm.

Xie Nantian's mastery of this technique can only mean that it was a life-saving skill taught to him by the sect leader, Yunxi.

"Sword rises! Slash!"

Xie Nantian pointed his sword at the Crimson Gull, and the light sword slashed down with a roar.