With Luo Wu's concession, the first match on Arena One came to an end.
Mo Shang did not linger on the stage; his form flickered and vanished from the arena, reappearing in the spectator stands.
"Are you hurt?" The moment Mo Shang returned, Jiang Shuyu hurried over, her eyes filled with concern.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Mo Shang said with a smile.
"Brother Mo, you've been hiding your skills well. I didn't expect you to know body refinement." Gu Qingzhou walked over as well, patting Mo Shang on the shoulder.
"A little, just a little—nothing worth mentioning..." Mo Shang waved his hand dismissively.
Body refinement? He didn't know a damn thing about it. He still hadn't figured out why his physique had improved so drastically...
"Arena Two, second match: Jiang Shuyu of the Falling Cloud Sect versus Yan Zhantian of the Blazing Sun Sect."
As the elder's voice rang out again, the first match on Arena Two had already concluded, and it was Jiang Shuyu's turn to take the stage.
"Be careful..." Mo Shang fixed his gaze on Jiang Shuyu and spoke.
"I will. I'll be back soon." Jiang Shuyu's brows curved like crescent moons as she nodded with a smile.
With that, Jiang Shuyu's form flickered, and she appeared on Arena Two.
At the same time, a pillar of flame erupted from the center of the arena, and Yan Zhantian stepped out from within the fire, his entire body radiating a berserk aura.
Yan Zhantian stood with his hands behind his back, his crimson robes billowing loudly in the heat waves around him. His fiery red hair stood on end like burning flames, and the scorching spiritual power emanating from his body distorted the air itself.
His gaze fell on Jiang Shuyu, a flicker of surprise passing through his arrogant eyes, quickly replaced by greed...
"Little junior sister of the Falling Cloud Sect, with such a pure and lovely face, why bother with fighting and killing on the arena?"
Yan Zhantian took two steps forward, his tone unbearably frivolous: "Why not just concede and come back with me to the Blazing Sun Sect? I'll guarantee you a life of luxury."
In response to Yan Zhantian's words, Jiang Shuyu's already indifferent expression frosted over with a layer of cold, and she spat out a single word:
"Scram."
At this, the smile on Yan Zhantian's face quietly faded, replaced by a hint of anger: "It seems you have no intention of giving this Holy Son face..."
"Since you refuse kindness, don't blame me for being rude!"
The next moment, the spiritual power flames around Yan Zhantian surged abruptly, and his aura revealed itself—Spirit Condensation Realm, First Layer!
"I'll give you one more chance..." Yan Zhantian said arrogantly, opening his mouth again.
But before he could finish, a wave of annihilation-level energy rippled across the arena.
"Yin-Yang Reversal, Annihilation."
A cold voice rang out. Yin and Yang energies rose from Jiang Shuyu's body, intertwining violently, and in an instant coalesced into a sphere of light.
Yin and Yang repelled each other, two forces forcibly fused together, and the power to annihilate all things radiated outward, surging toward Yan Zhantian to obliterate him!
Feeling the destructive aura emanating from the light sphere, Yan Zhantian's scalp went numb. The terror of death enveloped his entire being, and for a moment, he forgot to dodge, standing frozen in place.
But the light sphere did not stop. In the blink of an eye, it reached Yan Zhantian, its world-ending power enveloping him...
Yet, at this critical moment, a furious roar thundered across the entire arena: "How dare you, brat!"
A streak of crimson light shot through the air like lightning. Just as the light sphere was about to land on Yan Zhantian, the Blazing Sun Sect's elder made his move.
The elder condensed a ball of pure Solar True Fire in his palm and flicked it at the annihilation sphere.
Dao Resonance flowed within the Solar True Fire, and the might it radiated startled everyone present.
Before this flame, space was like paper, instantly burned through into a gaping hole. Ignoring distance, it arrived after the fact but before the strike, colliding with the light sphere in an instant.
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Under the vast gap in cultivation, Jiang Shuyu's annihilation sphere naturally stood no chance. The moment it touched, it was burned into nothingness in an instant, without a sound or a ripple.
After incinerating the sphere, the residual power of the true fire did not diminish, hurtling toward Jiang Shuyu as if to kill her on the spot!
Seeing this, Jiang Shuyu's brow furrowed slightly. A hint of gravity flickered in her usually calm eyes as her hands rapidly formed seals, preparing to activate a secret technique...
But just then, a Sword Qi slashed down, and the true fire capable of burning through space instantly turned to nothing, dissipating into the air.
"Old fool, are you trying to bully the young? Have you asked this old man's sword?"
Sword Thirteen appeared before Jiang Shuyu, his body wreathed in sword intent, like an unsheathed divine blade, sharp and unyielding!
At the same time, Mo Shang and the others also appeared on the arena.
"Shuyu, are you alright?" Mo Shang came to her side and, seeing she was unharmed, let out a relieved breath.
"I'm fine." Jiang Shuyu shook her head slightly, stopping her hand seals...
"Hmph, you knew this was a match, yet she struck with such lethal force—how do you explain that?"
The Blazing Sun Sect elder glared at Sword Thirteen and snorted coldly before continuing:
"Sword Thirteen, be sensible and hand her over to This Seat for punishment. Your Falling Cloud Sect is nothing but a second-rate sect—think carefully about the cost of offending our Blazing Sun Sect..."
Behind Sword Thirteen, Jiang Shuyu watched the scene unfold, and a distant memory surfaced in her mind...
"For the sake of a single disciple, you'd offend us? Do you want your entire sect destroyed? Be sensible and hand her over to us..."
"It wasn't my fault. He started it..."
"Shut your mouth! Why did you have to provoke him?!"
"From now on, you are no longer a disciple of our sect!"
"It was clearly their fault, so why..."
As the memories surfaced, Jiang Shuyu's once-rosy face drained of all color, turning deathly pale, and her body began to tremble slightly...
"Shuyu, what's wrong?"
The sudden change made a hint of panic creep into Mo Shang's expression as he quickly asked.
"I, I'm fine..." Jiang Shuyu's face was ashen as she forced a faint smile and shook her head slightly.
"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen. I'll always be with you..."
Seeing her fragile state, Mo Shang realized something and felt a pang of heartache. He reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
In all the time he had known her, this was the first time he had seen her so vulnerable.
"Mm..."
Feeling the warmth from Mo Shang's chest, Jiang Shuyu's emotions steadied a little, and she softly hummed in response.
"Hahaha..."
Sword Thirteen didn't notice Jiang Shuyu's condition. Upon hearing the Blazing Sun Sect elder's words, he burst into loud laughter, as if he had just heard a joke.
But soon, Sword Thirteen's laughter faded, and his gaze turned sharp as he stared at the Blazing Sun Sect elder, speaking coldly:
"You ask me how to settle this?"
"Of course, it's settled by his lack of skill! By his bad luck!"
As his words fell, a towering sword intent erupted from his body, and a terrifying force surged like a tidal wave, sweeping across the entire training ground!
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