Facing Blade Demon's counterattack, Lu Fei likewise chose to ignore it.
At that moment, the two men behaved with astonishing consistency.
Both chose to risk their lives in one final struggle.
In the end, who would win and who would lose depended on who was faster.
"Pfft..."
The blade formed from condensed sword qi pierced through Blade Demon's throat.
Meanwhile, Blade Demon's Blood-Weeping Demon Blade was evaded at the crucial moment by Lu Fei's bizarre footwork, avoiding his vital areas before finally landing on his right shoulder.
However, Blade Demon's strike was merely an ordinary attack. Its power was still far inferior to that of a soul skill.
Although the blade likewise sank into Lu Fei's right shoulder, it was ultimately stopped by his collarbone.
In the end, Blade Demon had lost.
"Bang!"
Blade Demon's body slowly collapsed onto the arena. Even at the moment of death, his eyes remained wide open, filled with unwillingness.
"Cough, cough..."
Lu Fei also dropped to one knee on the arena as blood continuously gushed from his mouth along with his coughing.
In the stands.
Lu Yu directly broke the rules and rushed onto the arena.
"Stop..."
The Soul Fighting Arena guards thought he was Blade Demon's companion and intended to harm Food God, so they immediately moved to stop him. However, after recognizing him, they stepped aside.
"Xiao Fei, how are you?"
Upon reaching Lu Fei's side, Lu Yu immediately sent Soul Power into his body to examine his injuries.
It would have been fine if he had not looked.
But once he did, Lu Yu was truly shocked.
Calling him crippled would not have been an exaggeration.
With a pale face, Lu Fei forced a somewhat strained smile. "Brother Yu, am I crippled?"
"Don't worry. I'm here," Lu Yu said.
He did