On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

On the stage.

That slap just now.

Liu Fuyao appeared relaxed and carefree, but in reality, she had almost completely exhausted all her energy and spirit.

Now both of her long legs are trembling.

I just want to get home quickly and meditate to recover.

However, just as she bent down to pick up her schoolbag, a voice rang out like a thunderclap.

"stop."

In an instant.

The stadium fell silent instantly.

Everyone's expression changed as they looked at Ye Liuyun, who was sitting on the high platform.

This peak Martial King had already stood up.

He walked towards Liu Fuyao step by step, his hands behind his back and his face gloomy.

"Girl, did I say you could leave?"

thump.

thump.

thump.

The footsteps were heavy.

Accompanying this was the overwhelming pressure of a peak Martial King, which descended with a thunderous roar.

"uh-huh."

Liu Fuyao's expression changed instantly.

In that instant, it felt as if a giant mountain was pressing down on me.

It made her bones crackle and pop all over.

It looked like it was about to be crushed into mincemeat.

boom.

The next instant.

The [Fuyao Heart Sutra] within her body began to operate wildly, finally making Liu Fuyao's expression slightly better.

But she still gritted her teeth.

With difficulty, he raised his head to look at Ye Liuyun walking towards him.

"Huh?"

Ye Liuyun seemed somewhat surprised.

But it was just surprise.

Because of him, we continue to move forward.

With each step forward, the pressure on Liu Fuyao intensified.

This made Liu Fuyao's face even more pale and ashen.

"Little girl, you think you can just leave after winning?"

Ye Liuyun stood on the edge of the arena, looking down at the arena.

"I won."

"Why can't we leave?"

Liu Fuyao said with difficulty.

"hehe."

"We won."

Ye Liuyun sneered.

"But there are some things you haven't explained clearly yet."

"What was the name of that move you just used?"

"Also, what kind of cultivation technique do you practice?"

"Who was your teacher?"

As a peak Martial King, he knew all too well what that scene just now meant.

A seven-star warrior makes a comeback against a two-star martial artist.

This is completely contrary to common sense in martial arts!

unless……

The cultivation technique this girl practices is either a legendary top-tier technique or some kind of long-lost secret art.

If I could get my hands on it...

Thinking of this, Ye Liuyun's heart warmed.

Liu Fuyao's face was pale, and she felt that she was about to reach her limit.

Now look at this old man's face.

I felt a wave of nausea.

If the younger brother is beaten, will the older brother come out to retaliate?

Is he still thinking about his own cultivation technique?

"none."

"Can."

"I will."

"tell."

Liu Fuyao gritted her teeth and said, word by word.

But to everyone's surprise, Ye Liuyun immediately let out a loud shout.

"presumptuous!"

boom!

A terrifying shockwave crashed directly towards Liu Fuyao.

"You old scoundrel!"

Liu Fuyao's face changed color in shock.

There was no time to dodge; the entire person was thrown away by the blast wave.

He crashed heavily off the ring.

"cough……"

His mouth opened, and blood flowed out.

This scene shocked everyone present.

Everyone in the audience changed color, their faces filled with indignation.

That old man.

They lack martial ethics.

Everyone started discussing it.

"Holy crap, does this old man have no shame?"

"You beat the younger one, now you're bringing on the older one? Can't accept defeat, huh?"

"That's a hero of our South City! What right do you have to bully him!"

"Why is it that your disciple can injure others, but we people from Nancheng can't injure your disciple?"

However, Ye Liuyun seemed oblivious to all of this.

Instead, he took a step forward with even greater momentum and roared at Liu Fuyao again.

"explain!"

"At such a young age, he acted so ruthlessly, injuring others so severely."

"How dare you act this way when your elders ask you questions?"

"Is this what family education in the South City is like?"

"I'll ask you one more time, who is your teacher?"

"Where did you learn this wicked technique?"

boom.

The crowd erupted in even greater excitement.

Everyone was furious with this old man.

Have you no shame?

Have you no shame?

"Nancheng must not be humiliated!!!"

It's unclear who started it, but tens of thousands of spectators instantly erupted in a roar of anger.

"Nancheng must not be humiliated!!!"

"Nancheng must not be humiliated!!!"

"Nancheng must not be humiliated!!!"

"The Jiangnan Province must not be humiliated!!!"

"Get out."

"You old dog, get out!!!"

For an instant.

The sound was deafening.

It significantly diluted the oppressive aura of Ye Liuyun, who was at the peak of the Martial King realm.

Liu Fuyao also took this opportunity to struggle to her feet.

Cold eyes

"Strange?"

"If you win, you're on the righteous path; if you lose, you're on the evil path?"

"You old fool, have you no shame?"

He then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"As for who my master is..."

Listen carefully.

"He doesn't steal or rob; he's upright and honest."

You are not worthy to ask his name!

"You don't deserve to know this in your entire life!"

"Well said."

"right!!!"

"Goddess Liu, well said."

Countless audience members in the southern part of the city cheered loudly, feeling a sense of triumph.

Correct.

That's tough!

That's so damn tough!

That's how you should criticize someone.

This old bastard, relying on his peak martial arts level, led his disciples and swept across the Jiangnan province.

Once they win, they become unrestrained and arrogant, looking down on everyone.

If you lose, you have to come here.

This is outrageous!

Ye Liuyun's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

As a peak Martial King, he was fawned over and worshipped wherever he went.

Today, I was actually told I wasn't good enough by a young girl with blond hair.

"Okay, okay!"

He was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted!"

"Since your master didn't teach you how to respect your teacher, then today I'll teach you a lesson on his behalf!"

After speaking, Ye Liuyun raised his hand, and a terrifying surge of true energy began to condense in his palm.

That meant he was truly intent on killing!

At this critical moment.

A figure suddenly flashed between the two.

"Brother Ye!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

It was Su Nantian.

At this point, even if he didn't want to offend this peak Martial King, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

"Children don't know any better. Who do you think you are?"

"Wouldn't it be beneath you to argue with her?"

Su Nantian was cursing under his breath.

If Ye Liuyun really killed Liu Fuyao at the South City Gymnasium, wouldn't the tens of thousands of spectators riot?

Will he still be able to serve as the president of the martial arts association then?

Moreover, he was also afraid.

Who exactly is the mysterious master behind Liu Fuyao?

Can someone who can teach such a disciple be a good person?

If they provoke that old monster, Nancheng will suffer the consequences.

This southern city is usually peaceful, so why do these old monsters keep popping up at crucial moments?

"President Su, please move aside."

Ye Liuyun said coldly,

"The cultivation method this woman practices is extremely bizarre; I suspect it's most likely a demonic or evil art. If I don't investigate this thoroughly today, how can I explain it to my fellow martial artists?"

"Investigate! Definitely investigate!"

Su Nantian quickly followed suit.

"But this is, after all, happening in public, with so many eyes watching."

"If you lay a hand on them, people will say you're bullying the weak."

"That doesn't sound good either."

"Why don't we send this girl back first, and then discuss this further?"

……