One person: Activate the talisman, behold my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

Xu Si let him grab him, raising his hands above his head, pleading for mercy while smoking a cigarette.

At this moment, Feng Xingtong, with an innocent look on her face, came over.

He tugged at Zhang Chulan's sleeve with a look of curiosity on his face.

"Chu Lan, what is meant by 'continuous final strike'? I've never heard of this skill before."

While desperately holding Feng Baobao down, Zhang Chulan turned around and shouted at Feng Xingtong.

"Kid, don't ask questions! Go stand over there!"

Looking at Zhang Chulan's exasperated expression, Feng Xingtong scratched his head in bewilderment and turned his gaze back to the arena.

Ye Xing, who was bombarding the arena with messages, couldn't hear any of this, but the system notifications in his mind kept ringing like crazy.

'Shock, astonishment, and bewilderment were detected among all the extraordinary individuals present. Emotional value +50, +60, +40...'

Wow, this is really lively.

Ye Xing was in a great mood.

Zhang Lingyu, sitting opposite, looked at the fireballs raining down from the sky and his expression changed drastically.

There's absolutely no way to avoid it; the coverage area is too large.

He gritted his teeth and mobilized all the Yin Five Thunders within his body and on the ground.

One after another, black, dirty water mines were flung out, frantically heading towards the fire net in mid-air.

"Boom boom boom boom—!"

The series of explosions resounded through the sky, making people's ears ring.

Black lightning and red flames collided, tore apart, and exploded incessantly.

The entire arena was riddled with craters from the violent energy surge.

The flickering red flames illuminated the shocked faces of the spectators in the stands, turning them a deep red.

The sound of explosions became the only melody at the scene.

Occasionally, a few uncontrollable gasps of surprise would be heard.

This pure clash of magical techniques was exhilarating to watch.

After the final loud bang, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

The water-soaked mines that had originally covered the area had now been completely used up, leaving only a few scattered black, viscous substances around Zhang Lingyu's body.

Several large craters were blasted into the center of the site.

Zhang Lingyu lay sprawled on the ground, his white Taoist robe completely ruined, covered with no fewer than ten charred holes burned through it.

It feels like if a few more breaks are made, it could form that thing.

His handsome face was covered in soot, and his body was covered with burns of varying degrees. His chest was heaving violently like a bellows, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Ye Xing clapped his hands casually, strolled over to Zhang Lingyu, and grinned.

"So? Still want to fight?"

Zhang Lingyu stared at the face above her head, letting out a dry laugh.

He didn't even have the strength to shake his head, and could only helplessly utter two words.

"Admit defeat."

Referee Rong Shan, who had been standing by the sidelines, looked at his junior teammate with a pained expression and quickly raised his voice to announce the news.

"Ye Xingsheng wins the first semi-final match!"

The entire audience erupted in applause.

Although the process was somewhat tortuous and involved gossip and social mishaps, Ye Xing's terrifying strength had completely won over the supernatural beings present.

In their hearts now, Ye Xing is truly the number one among the younger generation.

Ye Xing patted his Taoist robe, turned around, and strolled leisurely out of the arena.

I've finished my work.

Next, it's time for those two clowns in the stands to take the stage.

Ye Xing did not return to the players' rest area, but instead walked straight up the steps to the stands.

As he walked along, the other people around him gave way, their eyes filled with awe and admiration, contributing another wave of emotional points to Ye Xing.

Ye Xing walked through the crowd and went directly to the stands where the Old Celestial Master, Lu Jin, and the others were.

He stood still and gave a proper bow.

"Old Celestial Master, Senior Lu, Elder Tian."

Lu Jin looked at him, stroked his beard, and laughed heartily.

"Good lad! You're quite skilled! That fire technique you used was incredibly powerful, truly remarkable!"

The old Celestial Master, sitting in the middle, nodded slightly, a kind smile on his face.

"Yes, the younger generation is truly formidable."

"You two are too kind to this junior."

Ye Xing said something polite, then got down to business.

"Actually, the reason I came here is to discuss something with the old master."

The old master raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Ye Xing pointed to the field below.

"I want to reschedule the final match, which is between me and the winner of the two matches, to this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, the old master and the others were all stunned for a moment.

According to the rules, the grand finale is to be saved for tomorrow.

Following Ye Xing's pointing finger, the old master looked down and saw Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao slowly entering the arena.

The old man stroked his long beard thoughtfully and asked with a smile.

"Is this your request?"

"Yes."

Ye Xing gave an affirmative answer.

"Alright, since young friend Ye has made this request, I will grant it. Let's set it for this afternoon."

The old master nodded in agreement, and Lu Jin didn't say anything.

"Thank you very much, Master!"

Ye Xing was overjoyed; he was determined to give everyone a big surprise this afternoon.

After speaking, Ye Xing turned his gaze to the area below, ready to enjoy the performance of the two.

After a short while, the entire audience fell silent, followed by a deafening roar and shouts.

Ye Xing watched this scene with a smile.

"The show isn't over yet!"

Chapter 47 Ye Xing's Thoughts

In a secluded grove of trees on the back hill, dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating the figure on the ground.

Zhang Chulan slumped against a large tree like a dehydrated dead fish.

His clothes, which were originally quite neat, were now torn to shreds, making him look like a refugee fleeing famine.

The shoe on her left foot had vanished, leaving only a gray sock covered in mud.

He strained his voice, his chest heaving violently like a bellows, even his breathing seemed to carry the weight of a survivor.

"These bastards...they're not even human!"

Zhang Chulan wiped the sweat from his forehead while cursing through gritted teeth.

"You chased me for three whole blocks! Three blocks! Bao'er, your acting is terrible."

On a rock not far away, Feng Baobao was squatting, holding a bright green cucumber that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and munching on it with relish.

Hearing Zhang Chulan complain, she turned her head, blinked her big eyes, and said in a serious tone.

"I think I acted quite well, and my emotions were very strong."

"Sister! My dear sister!"

Zhang Chulan almost burst into tears, and bowed with his hands clasped in prayer.

"You'd better not act anymore, it's really not suitable for you."

Just then, a slow, leisurely sound of footsteps approached from afar.

Ye Xing strolled over, carrying two bottles of mineral water. He casually tossed one bottle into Zhang Chulan's arms and gave the other to Feng Baobao.

"Zhang Chulan, are you still alright? I want to talk to you about something."

Ye Xing smiled brightly and just looked at him.

......

"What! We have to do it again?!"

Zhang Chulan's loud voice broke the silence, and he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

'Zhang Chulan has been detected to be shocked and agitated. Emotional value +50.'

"Are you crazy! Brother Ye! No! My own brother!"

Zhang Chulan stared wide-eyed at Ye Xing in disbelief.

"Do you know I was just chased for blocks? If you make me do it again, I'll die! Those superhumans will definitely tear me apart!"