One Hour

People knew that Yi Yun wouldn't last long against a dozen or so attackers, but everyone wanted to be the one to end the game and become a prominent figure in the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom. No one wanted to be a second Murong Guang, getting seriously injured and ruining their future.

Just then, Yi Yun's left hand trembled slightly, and the veins bulged out slightly. Although they didn't burst, they still looked somewhat overloaded, as if the sword strike he had just delivered had taken a heavy toll on Yi Yun.

He took out another jar of beast blood, tilted his head back, and drank it down.

Seeing this, many people were speechless. They felt that Yi Yun deserved to be punished by heaven and struck by lightning. He always misled others like this. His hands were clearly shaking, the meridians and blood vessels in his arms were ruptured, and he had consumed so much vital energy. He was clearly on the verge of death, but he still managed to almost kill Murong Guang with a single sword strike. This made them very uneasy.

And what is that beast blood?

It seems that drinking it has a very significant effect, while the effect would be much less pronounced if it were the blood of an ordinary wild beast.

If it's the blood of Ancient Remnant Species, putting aside how precious it is, the key issue is that he's only at the Purple Blood Realm cultivation level, so it wouldn't be easy for him to absorb the blood of Ancient Remnant Species.

For many martial artists, the blood of Ancient Remnant Species is no different from a deadly poison.

Faced with this unknown reason, these prodigies of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom all hesitated.

They cared about their future achievements as if they were precious lives, and when they felt they couldn't beat Yi Yun, no one stepped forward for a moment.

Just then, Bai silently stood up and walked directly onto the Divine Desolation Stage without saying a word.

Upon seeing Bai appear, Yi Yun's pupils contracted slightly. He gripped the sword hilt tightly with one hand, and his aura slowly subsided. At this moment, Yi Yun was like a wild beast poised to pounce.

Finally, it's time to fight this boy in black!

Yi Yun had anticipated the difficulty of this battle. If he were at his peak, he would be looking forward to the battle with Bai and would have full confidence.

But... right now, Yi Yun was uncertain. He didn't know just how strong Bai was, or what his moves were.

The entire arena fell silent for a moment.

People watched the Divine Desolation Stage in silence, awaiting this final battle.

On the contestants' platform, Wen Yu, Chu Xiaoran, and other martial artists from Tai'a Divine City were all worried about Yi Yun. If nothing unexpected happened, Yi Yun would no longer be able to use the strongest sword strike that defeated Feng Lin.

Without that one sword strike, how could Yi Yun possibly win against Bai, whose strength was unknown?

Even those on the elders' platform, including Cang Yan, wore solemn expressions, unsure of the outcome of this battle. Cang Yan's current hope was no longer for Yi Yun to win the final group match, but rather for something to happen to Yi Yun, which would be a greater loss than a gain.

In a corner of the arena, a girl in red was also quietly watching all of this.

She is Luo Huo'er.

Luo Huo'er cited her lack of practical combat skills as the reason for not participating in the league competition, but she secretly came to the arena stands to watch the final match.

If she's just observing and doesn't unleash any special energy within her, she's not worried about being detected as anything unusual.

"Miss, that man in black looks very formidable..."

Standing next to Luo Huo'er Dong'er, with her short legs.

"Tch, you're worried about that guy Yi Yun?"

Dong'er immediately fell silent. She secretly glanced at Luo Huo'er, wondering what Luo Huo'er was thinking. At this moment, she felt it was best to keep quiet.

On the Divine Desolation Stage, the young man in black held the sword in his arms, but did not attack Yi Yun.

"Are you two ready?" the referee from Tai'a Divine City asked.

At this moment, Bai extended one finger, looking at Yi Yun, "One hour! I'll wait for you for one hour!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience was slightly taken aback.

An hour? Is this young man in black giving Yi Yun time to recover his strength?

In the seat of honor, the Lord of Seven Stars Tower frowned.

Although he had complete confidence in Bai, believing that even against Yi Yun at his peak, Bai would have an 80-90% chance of winning, he didn't want Bai to give his opponent time to recover his stamina at this moment.

After all, this battle is of great importance. If we can guarantee 100% certainty, we must be 100%. Otherwise, we have already lost the Youth Group championship. If there is any mishap in the general group, he will be ridiculed by countless people when he returns to the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom.

"Bai! You're too arrogant!" The stern voice of the Lord of Seven Stars Tower rang in Bai's ears. "You have no right to underestimate your opponents!"

"It's not arrogance, nor is it underestimating my opponent; it's simply that I desire a true duel. If the Tower Master is unwilling, someone else can act on my behalf."

"You..." The Lord of Seven Stars Tower glanced at the others, his brows furrowing even more. The battle with Yi Yun had not been in vain; relying on the others would be of no use at all.

The Lord of Seven Stars Tower knew Bai's personality; no matter what others said, once Bai made a decision, he wouldn't change it. This kind of personality of his was a headache.

The Lord of Seven Stars Tower had no choice but to remain silent; he knew that punishing Bai would be futile.

"One hour?" Yi Yun looked at Bai, somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the other party to make such a request. Looking at the Lord of Seven Stars Tower, the person in charge of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom, he saw that he didn't object.

So, Yi Yun sat down cross-legged. "Give me time, and I won't hold back!"

"That suits me perfectly!" Bai's voice was cold and clear. "Even after an hour's rest, your hand won't fully recover. This... isn't the kind of decisive battle I'm looking for."

Bai looked at Yi Yun's hand with regret in his heart; he really wanted to witness the splendor of that sword strike.

"There will be opportunities in the future."

Yi Yun quickly sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing. He had just drunk two jars of the heart's precious blood of the Golden Crow Remnant and needed time to absorb it.

This hour of rest was very important for Yi Yun.

His opponents weren't just Bai; there were others as well.

He anticipated that this battle with Bai would be even more difficult than the battle with Feng Lin, and that even if he won, he would have even less energy left.

With only a small amount of Golden Crow Blood remaining, and relying on this blood and his last remaining vital energy, it would be extremely difficult to deal with the remaining eleven members of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom.

Time passed quietly, and people watched the stage with bated breath. No one spoke, and no one left.

People waited for the hour to pass.

Yi Yun's hand has stopped bleeding, and his meridians are slowly healing. As long as he doesn't use the complete Pure Yang Sword Palace sword intent, Yi Yun's hand will be perfectly fine.

As Yi Yun meditated, he gradually felt the burning of the precious blood of the Golden Crow Remnant within his body. This power ignited a burning fighting spirit throughout Yi Yun's body.

Bai watched Yi Yun from a distance of ten zhang. Yi Yun slowly wrapped the white cloth strips around his hands. When the cloth strips were completely wrapped, Bai stood up and said calmly, "Time's up."

...(To be continued~^~)