After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Is this person... serious?

Is he really confident of winning?

She recalled watching him from below the stage as he underwent his tribulation, his tall and upright figure, his feat of withstanding three heavenly lightning bolts with only the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, and the domineering aura he exuded...

How could someone like that be a brute?

He must have his reasons for doing this.

Xiao Xiyue gritted her teeth, her mind in turmoil.

A moment later, she took a deep breath, took out an exquisite storage bag from her bosom, and threw it hard onto the stage!

"I bet Lin Fengmian will win!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The entire room fell silent!

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Xiao Xiyue in disbelief.

"Senior Sister Xiao... bet on Lin Fengmian to win?!"

"Is she crazy?! Isn't this like throwing spirit stones into water?!"

"Even if she's a true disciple, she can't be this wasteful!"

Xiao Xiyue ignored the discussions, staring intently at the figure in the blue robe on the stage, a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Lin Fengmian looked at the storage bag she threw up and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This woman has quite a bit of guts.

The cultivators below the stage went even crazier when they saw that even Xiao Xiyue had placed a bet!

"Quick, quick! Senior Sister Xiao has already placed her bet, which means this deal is a sure thing!"

"Hahaha! What a windfall! Today is truly unexpected!"

"I'm going to bet everything I have! If I win this round, it'll be enough for me to train for years!"

More people rushed forward, throwing spirit stones, magical artifacts, and elixirs onto the stage.

The bets swelled at a visible speed, piling up into a small mountain!

It shimmered with spiritual light and exuded a precious aura, dazzling and mesmerizing to behold.

Zhou Hong looked at the pile of bets, a greedy glint in his eyes.

He licked his lips, looked at Lin Fengmian, and grinned maliciously:

"Boy, prepare to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he formed hand seals, and his spiritual power exploded!

Two giant fiery birds materialized in front of him, flapped their wings, and swooped down on Lin Fengmian with a scorching wave of air!

"go!"

The giant fiery bird screeched as it tore through the sky, aiming straight for Lin Fengmian's vitals!

Lin Fengmian's expression changed, and he quickly dodged.

He tumbled awkwardly on the ground, narrowly avoiding the first firebird.

"boom!"

The firebird crashed into the ground, creating a huge crater more than ten feet deep, with debris flying everywhere!

The second firebird pounced right after, and Lin Fengmian dodged again in a sorry state, his clothes scorched.

"Hahaha! Run! Go ahead and run!"

Zhou Hong laughed loudly, his hands constantly forming hand seals, and one firebird after another flew out from his hands, bombarding Lin Fengmian wildly!

Lin Fengmian dodged left and right, looking disheveled, and was nearly hit several times.

Below the stage, the cultivators who had bet on Lin Fengmian losing were all flushed with excitement.

"Well done! Well done! Keep it up!"

"Go, senior! Kill him!"

"Hahaha! My spirit stones are safe!"

"Hurry! Hurry! Give it your all! Blast that kid to smithereens!"

Those who bet on Lin Fengmian to win...

Apart from Xiao Xiyue, there was almost no one else.

At this moment, they were all pale-faced, beating their chests and stamping their feet in frustration.

"Oh no! My spirit stones are all gone!"

"I told you not to trust Lin Fengmian! We've really lost out!"

"Sigh, I should have known better than to be greedy..."

Xiao Xiyue looked at the disheveled figure fleeing on the stage, but her heart was surprisingly calm.

She recalled the look in his eyes when he had sent her a telepathic message.

Those eyes were clear and firm, without a trace of panic.

He must be plotting something.

Zhou Hong became more and more skilled and excited as the game progressed.

He could sense that Lin Fengmian's dodging was becoming slower and more difficult.

This kid's spiritual energy is almost depleted!

Thinking of this, Zhou Hong was overjoyed and his attack became even more fierce, with flames shooting out and engulfing the entire dueling arena in a sea of ​​fire!

"Kid, can't hold on any longer, huh?! Hahaha! Today is your death day!"

He attacked while closing in on Lin Fengmian, intending to deliver a fatal blow.

Lin Fengmian sneered inwardly.

Hooked.

He deliberately slowed his pace, revealing a flaw—he stumbled and paused slightly.

Zhou Hong's eyes lit up!

It's now!

His mid-Foundation Establishment spiritual power erupted without reservation, and he charged towards Lin Fengmian like a shooting star!

A punch was thrown!

The fist whistled through the air, carrying a world-destroying force, and went straight for Lin Fengmian's dantian!

He used all his strength in that punch!

He wanted to destroy Lin Fengmian's dantian with one punch, turning him into a complete waste!

"Go to hell!"

Zhou Hong roared, flames rising from his fists, illuminating his ferocious face.

The audience held their breath.

If this punch lands, Lin Fengmian will be crippled even if he doesn't die!

"don't want!"

Xiao Xiyue exclaimed in surprise and instinctively tried to rush onto the stage.

But that punch was too fast!

It was so fast that she didn't even have time to react!

She closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear watching what was happening.

There was only one thought in my mind—

Even if he becomes a cripple, I will still...

however--

"boom!"

A loud bang shook the entire dueling arena!

Immediately afterwards, a blinding white light exploded from the dueling platform!

The white light was as dazzling as the midday sun, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it!

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes and covered their vision with their hands.

"What's going on?!"

"What happened?!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

Xiao Xiyue suddenly opened her eyes.

In the white light, she vaguely saw a figure in a green robe, still as upright as a pine tree.

The other figure, like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards!

"Bang!"

The figure crashed heavily onto the edge of the dueling platform, creating a large crater in the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust!

The entire room fell silent.

The white light gradually faded away.

Only then did everyone see the scene clearly—

Lin Fengmian remained standing in the same spot, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, his expression calm.

In front of him, Zhou Hong lay amidst the rubble, his chest caved in, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, barely breathing.

On his dantian, there was a charred palm print! It was clearly visible and emitting wisps of black smoke.

His dantian... was shattered.

"You...you..."

Zhou Hong stared wide-eyed at Lin Fengmian in disbelief, his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Then, his head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing completely.

Zhou Hong, a disciple of Danyao Peak in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, is dead!

The entire room fell silent.

No one spoke.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, as if they had seen a ghost.

"This...how is this possible?!"

"One punch... just one punch?!"

"Senior Brother Zhou was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage! He was actually killed with a single punch?!"

"Just what kind of monster is this Lin Fengmian?!"

Exclamations erupted like a bomb going off, spreading wildly through the crowd.

Those cultivators who bet on Lin Fengmian to lose were now pale-faced and their legs were weak.

Their spirit stones... are gone.