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Song Tianwen's arrogant attitude made him very uncomfortable.

"I can give you a chance. Just give me the appointment letter, and I'll spare your sister's life."

Chen Yuan's words immediately caused a sensation, leaving countless people speechless.

How arrogant!

Countless people are in my mind, and these two words inevitably come to mind.

The Song family was instantly enraged.

"Chen Yuan, who gave you the audacity to speak to Prefect Song like that?" Song Kui roared furiously. "Do you really think you can beat our young lady?"

Chen Yuan stared straight at him, "Your young lady is nothing! I beat her like I'm beating my own son!"

"If you're not satisfied, you can come and fight me. I'll take on both of you by myself!"

Everyone was stunned once again!

Song Tianwen's gaze darkened. "Chen Yuan, what did you say?!"

Chen Chang'an glanced at him. "If you're not convinced, then you try it too!"

Song Tianwen, "..."

Countless people gaped, eyes bulged, and gasped for breath. Faced with the powerful members of the Song family, Chen Yuan was still so assertive!

Song Yingxing, a minor officer in the Wangdong Army, was enraged to see Chen Yuan so disrespectful to the Song family. He stepped forward and shouted, "Chen Yuan, you're courting death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan glared at him again, "Come on, you go too!"

Everyone fell silent.

Can anyone from the Song family participate?

Is this something I can just access freely?

What's the point of a one-on-one fight then!

"Okay, you said it yourself..."

Song Yingxing was furious. He gritted his teeth and was about to make a move, but Song Tianwen stopped him.

"Young Master!"

Song Yingxing's face was gloomy.

"Do we really need all the strong members of the Song family here to deal with a mere human brat? Wouldn't that be giving him too much face?"

Song Tianwen said coldly, his eyes icy.

He looked at Song Qingxue, whose eyes were equally cold, and said, "Qingxue, show no mercy. I'm going to use his head as a chamber pot."

Song Qingxue nodded. At this point, there was no point in saying anything more!

She was determined to use her absolute power to make this stubborn guy pay the most painful price.

Song Tianwen handed the appointment letter to Zhu Xin in the crowd and said calmly, "Prefect Zhu, take a good look."

Zhu Xin took the appointment letter, opened it, glanced at it, and then put it away again, a bright smile on her face. "Don't worry, Prefect Song, I'll be right here watching. Whoever wins, this appointment letter will be given to them."

Song Tianwen nodded, then looked at Chen Yuan, "Give the prefect's seal in your hand to Prefect Zhu for safekeeping."

These words immediately stirred up agitation among the human cultivators in the crowd.

"What? Hand over the imperial seal? Doesn't that mean he's lost his most important trump card?"

"So that's what he was planning."

The crowd spoke in hushed tones, and couldn't help but look at Chen Yuan.

"What? I've already handed over my appointment letter, but you still won't hand over your prefectural seal?"

Song Tianwen spoke coldly, "How can we talk about fairness like this?"

"What if you use the power of the city's statue after you lose?"

"hehe!"

Chen Yuan chuckled and tossed the prefect's seal to Zhu Xin.

Upon seeing this, Song Tianwen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Humans and beasts, come and die!!!"

Seeing that Chen Yuan no longer held the seal of the prefect, Song Qingxue was filled with confidence and shouted coldly.

boom!

As soon as Song Qingxue finished speaking, Chen Yuan made his move, like a thunderclap in the early morning!

The righteous spiritual power of the human race surged around Chen Yuan, his whole body shining with golden light, like a newly risen sun, dazzling and illuminating the entire world!

His figure suddenly broke through the air, his speed reaching its limit, transforming into a streak of light that instantly approached Song Qingxue... In his palm, a dark iron thorn suddenly appeared, its sharp edge gleaming, aimed directly at the opponent's fatal point between the eyebrows, intending to kill her in one strike!

Song Qingxue narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of her lips, completely unafraid of this fierce attack.

Whoosh!

Her figure glided sideways with ghostly grace, her movements as light as a butterfly, barely avoiding the fatal blow to her brow. At the same time, her fair white palm struck out from the air, the demonic light in her palm surging, condensing into an extremely refined black blade of light, carrying the power to tear the air apart, intending to cleave Chen Yuan in two!

hum!

The demonic light was chilling, and the killing intent was bone-chilling!

Chen Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, his reaction was extremely fast, his body slightly turned, and at the same time, his right arm bent at the elbow, and his golden elbow slammed out, accurately hitting the opponent's evil hand!

boom! !

Their palms and elbows collided, and a thunderous roar resounded!

A terrifying wave of spiritual energy exploded outwards from the two of them, sweeping across the entire land, sending rocks flying and dust billowing everywhere!

Before the shockwave had dissipated, the two figures were already locked in combat again. Their movements were swift and lightning-fast, and the sounds of their fists and palms clashing were incessant. In just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows!

When the two figures suddenly separated, everyone looked closely and saw that the once flat square was now riddled with potholes and cracks, a scene of utter devastation.

The entire audience was shaken and horrified!

Song Qingxue's pretty face turned ashen, her eyes filled with disbelief and fury.

She suppressed her own Yellow Court Great Perfection realm, thinking she could easily crush Chen Yuan. However, after dozens of rounds of fighting, she not only failed to gain the slightest advantage, but was also shaken by the opponent's fierce and domineering physical strength, causing her blood and qi to surge and her arms to go numb!

"Qingxue! Stop holding back and kill him with all your might!"

Song Tianwen, sitting in the audience, frowned deeply, his inexplicable unease growing stronger, and he shouted a warning.

However, Song Qingxue was very proud and still refused to activate her Purple Mansion cultivation. She insisted on crushing Chen Yuan head-on with her combat strength of the same realm, hoping to completely shatter Chen Yuan's pride and dignity.

The two charged and fought again, the battle becoming increasingly frantic and dangerous.

Boom boom boom—

Two figures crisscrossed each other, their afterimages filling the arena, and the booming sounds of clashing spiritual energy were deafening!

Clang!

As the battle raged, dazzling sword light shone as Chen Yuan drew the Heavenly Righteous Sword. The Chen family's Heavenly Righteous Evil-Slaying Sword Technique was unleashed with fierce strikes, each move restraining the power of yin and darkness!

"Such pure and righteous human spiritual energy!"

"How is that possible? Isn't he the Formless Guardian? Why didn't he take the Demon Transformation Pill?"

Many powerful officials narrowed their eyes, revealing a look of suspicion.

But soon, the spiritual power erupting from Chen Yuan's body turned black, which was clearly demonic spiritual power!

"Fortunately, the human race doesn't have much righteous spiritual power, otherwise it would suppress demonic and evil spiritual power."

The Song family members breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions grave as they watched the battle unfold.

They assumed that Chen Yuan had exhausted his righteous human spiritual power and was now using demonic spiritual power.

Those who have consumed the Demon Transformation Pill are no longer normal people; they are demons!

boom!

The battle in the arena reached a fever pitch. Black sword light and domineering fist force surged wildly, and the terrifying aftershocks of the battle continued to spread, forcing the onlookers to retreat one after another, not daring to get any closer.

Song Qingxue had already unleashed her ultimate trump card at the Yellow Court Realm, taking out a curved blade. The streaks of dark blade light were terrifying, but it still couldn't suppress Chen Yuan in the slightest.

"Incredible! This human youth's physical body and combat strength are simply heaven-defying!"

"To think that someone at the Great Perfection of the Yellow Court realm could unleash such power! This combat strength is comparable to that of the peerless genius Lu Chengfeng of yesteryear!"

The powerful figures from Wangdong Prefecture were dumbfounded, deeply shocked, and completely unable to believe what they were seeing.

Just as everyone was marveling at the situation, the battle on the arena suddenly took a dramatic turn!

boom!

A muffled thud suddenly exploded!

Song Qingxue's delicate body trembled violently, and she staggered back several steps, the ground beneath her feet cracking with each step.

Even though she possessed a body at the Purple Mansion Realm, far surpassing other cultivators of the same realm, she was still overwhelmed by Chen Yuan's almost abnormally domineering offensive, and her blood and qi surged violently!

Chen Yuan, having gained the upper hand, pressed on relentlessly, his figure like a shadow, suddenly closing in!

laugh!

His left hand held a gleaming iron spike, while his right hand wielded the dazzling white Heavenly Sword, combining offense and defense in a continuous and impenetrable barrage!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of violent explosions rang out as two streaks of light clashed and intertwined rapidly on the arena, each clash causing the void to tremble.

A few breaths later, another loud bang resounded!

Song Qingxue could no longer resist. Her delicate body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, blood gushing from her mouth and scattering across the sky.

She forced herself to steady herself, looked down, and her pupils suddenly contracted sharply. Humiliation and anger welled up inside her in an instant!

The clothes on his chest were shattered by the force of the punch, leaving a deep and terrifying fist mark embedded in his flesh, turning it blue, purple, and swollen.

During the struggle, Chen Yuan's iron spikes grazed her large chest several times, tearing her clothes and revealing a bright red undergarment underneath, leaving her in a sorry state.

In particular, the bones in his body were cracking and popping, and a tearing pain spread throughout his body, piercing to the bone.

"ah!!!"

Unable to suppress the rage in her heart, Song Qingxue let out a low roar.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were swollen, her makeup was ruined, and she looked extremely disheveled.

Not only was his chest injured, but a clear handprint remained on his cheek, and a burning pain continued to throb.

Since she began her cultivation, she has been exceptionally talented and has had a smooth journey. She has never suffered such humiliation or such a crushing defeat!

What's more, being crushed and beaten by a junior human she completely despises right in front of her love rival, Zhu Xin!

She lost face and dignity!

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.