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

Upon hearing this, a fierce light, a mixture of greed and ruthlessness, instantly erupted from the depths of Jin Buhuan's eyes.

He already had a deep dislike for Lin Fengmian!

Why is it that this Foundation Establishment stage pretty boy can win the favor of the stunningly beautiful Empress?

Why should even a cold and beautiful prefect like Lin Peishan protect him?

Why is it that he can have a sweet and charming fairy like Fu Yinqiu, who makes his heart flutter at first glance?

As for Fu Yinqiu, from the moment she entered the palace until now, it seems that Lin Fengmian is the only person in her eyes and heart!

Those bright, sparkling eyes were glued to Lin Fengmian the whole time, sparing him not even a glance.

"You bitches! And this damn pretty boy! You're all going to die!"

Jealousy and murderous intent, mixed with the desire for reward, instantly overwhelmed Jin Buhuan's reason.

"Lin Fengmian! Prepare to die!"

He completely disregarded any etiquette of sparring and unleashed his full power, a power he had cultivated at the early stage of the Golden Core realm!

With a surge of his sleeves, he unleashed a golden wheel-shaped magic weapon, its edges gleaming with unparalleled sharpness. Its golden light intensified dramatically.

Like a blazing sun bursting open, the sharp, metallic aura cut through the air, causing it to emit a piercing shriek!

The golden wheel spun, carrying an aura of annihilation, and slashed down at Lin Fengmian!

The golden wheel magic weapon swelled in the wind, and the wheel, which was originally no bigger than a palm, suddenly expanded and transformed into a deadly weapon half the height of a person in the blink of an eye.

The wheel shone with golden light, and the runes on its surface flowed wildly. Every line was dazzlingly bright, and the blades gleamed with a sharp, cold light that could cut through the air, emitting a "humming" vibration, like a golden beast that had just awakened.

In the next instant, it transformed into a golden streak of light, trailing a long tail of flame, tearing through the air and slashing fiercely toward Lin Fengmian's neck! Wherever it passed, the void seemed to be cut with a fine crack, spiritual energy overflowed, and even the bluestone floor of the arena was shaken by the aftershocks, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

At the same time, a cold glint flashed in Jin Buhuan's eyes.

His body suddenly unleashed a speed completely disproportionate to his size; with a single step, the stone slabs beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.

His right hand formed a claw with its five fingers, the fingertips gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen. The knuckles made a metallic grinding sound, accompanied by a pungent, fishy stench, aimed straight at Lin Fengmian's heart!

The claws were fierce and the five fingers were like hooks. If this claws were to land, not to mention the heart, even the protective spiritual light of a Golden Core cultivator would be torn apart!

Sneak attack!

This is a blatant sneak attack!

No one expected that Jin Buhuan, the quasi-holy son of Jinguang Cave, with his early-stage Core Formation cultivation, would resort to such despicable means against a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the arena competition!

Moreover, the timing of this sneak attack was precisely when Lin Fengmian had just finished his battle, when his old strength had dissipated and his new strength had not yet emerged. The malice of his intentions was outrageous!

"stop!"

Lin Peishan and Fu Yinqiu exclaimed in surprise at the same time, their faces turning deathly pale.

Lin Peishan's sleeve tightened, and she instinctively wanted to rush forward, her body already leaving her seat;

Fu Yinqiu's eyes reddened with anxiety, and before she could even gather her spiritual energy, she lunged towards the arena, her voice trembling with tears: "Young Master—!"

But as soon as they moved, a figure blocked their way.

With a flick of his sleeve, Qiu Qiansong unleashed a wall of spiritual energy, coldly blocking the two's path. His voice carried an undeniable force: "You two, don't even think about interfering with the arena competition!"

His tone was chilling, but his gaze was fixed on the stage, with a barely perceptible hint of ruthlessness hidden deep in his eyes.

Clearly, Jin Buhuan's actions may have been partly due to his tacit approval.

In fact, the slight upturn of his lips clearly indicated that he was waiting to see Lin Fengmian die on the spot.

On the arena, Mu Xunxiang's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Although she didn't have a good impression of Lin Fengmian, feeling that he had the air of a lecher, was glib, and acted dissolutely, she was even somewhat disgusted by him.

But in any case, this was his junior sister's husband after all. How could he just stand by and watch him be attacked and killed on the spot?

Ice-blue spiritual energy quietly gathered between her jade-like fingers, and the terrifying aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator flickered at her fingertips. She sneered inwardly:

"Alright, let this arrogant little guy suffer a bit first, let him realize the cruelty of the cultivation world, and not think that he can be worry-free just because he always hides behind my junior sister."

"I'll save him when he's on the verge of death; that way, I can explain it to my junior sister."

She was poised to strike, her divine sense completely locked onto the arena, waiting to intervene at the critical moment.

With her cultivation level, even if Jin Buhuan's sneak attack was incredibly fast, she was absolutely confident that she could save Lin Fengmian in the split second before he died.

However, faced with this sudden and deadly double attack, Lin Fengmian, who was in a hopeless situation, merely raised his eyelids slightly. He didn't even move an inch.

His face still wore that confident yet languid smile. There was not a trace of panic, not a trace of fear, not even a hint of seriousness in that smile.

"this one?"

He uttered two words lightly, his voice not loud, but it clearly resounded throughout the entire Golden Palace, reaching the ears of everyone present.

The next moment, Lin Fengmian moved.

There were no moves, no flying swords were unleashed, no movement techniques were employed, and there was no dodging whatsoever.

He simply faced the oncoming Jin Buhuan, the deadly golden wheel, and slowly raised his right hand, then clenched his fist.

The instant his five fingers clenched, the air seemed to be crushed to its limit, emitting a low, dense burst of crackling sounds that exploded in concentric circles from his palm. Then—

"boom--!"

A terrifying aura, scorching and explosive, seemingly capable of incinerating the entire world, suddenly erupted from his seemingly ordinary fist.

Crimson flames appeared out of nowhere and gathered wildly. They were no ordinary fire, but a pure and exquisite fire containing a trace of the true essence of burning fire!

Mixed within was the strange fire he had previously subdued—the Azure Lotus Earth Fire! The two flames intertwined and entwined, condensing without dissipating.

A tiny vortex of flames was faintly forming, spinning wildly and scorching the surrounding air, twisting and deforming it.

Under the flames, Lin Fengmian's arm revealed a skin that was warm and smooth like jade, yet indestructible.

The jade light and flames blended together seamlessly, resembling a perfect work of art.

That was the perfect fusion of physical strength and fire-type spiritual power after the "Great Sun Butcher Technique" had been cultivated to a certain level!

His entire right arm was now a human-shaped magical artifact!

Facing the incoming golden wheel, Lin Fengmian's fist struck it squarely!

"You're courting death! How dare you take my Golden Light Demon-Slaying Wheel head-on with your bare body! Even a Golden Core cultivator wouldn't dare to do that!"

A look of wild joy flashed in Jin Buhuan's eyes, and his face trembled with excitement, as if he could already see the bloody scene of Lin Fengmian's fist being shattered, his arm being severed, blood splattering everywhere, and screams of agony.