The Qingyu Gate had beauties among its female disciples by the handful. Looking back at Luoxing Island, they could hardly pick out a few pretty girls. With a sigh in their hearts, they could only give up competing.
Daoist Bai Xing, on the other hand, was much happier.
The facts proved that her judgment had not been wrong.
At the same time, Luo Yihong in the distance witnessed this scene as well. When she saw that Yang Chen, with merely Body Integration Realm strength, had severely wounded Zhang Fu and even broken the divine power technique, the Freedom Hand Seal, a tempestuous sea surged within her heart.
If it had been her in the Body Integration Realm, could she have accomplished all this?
Luo Yihong shook her head. Though she could say with a clear conscience that during the Demigod Stage, she had looked down upon all women of the same rank, she absolutely could not have used Body Integration Realm strength to contend against a Demigod Stage expert like Zhang Fu.
She recalled something her master had once mentioned—something called wildness.
Now, she truly seemed to sense the difference between Yang Chen and other geniuses. That difference seemed to be precisely the wildness her master had spoken of.
He did not follow the rules of the sect. Among those so-called geniuses who changed in countless ways yet never strayed from the same origin, he stood alone like a solitary banner. This was Yang Chen. This was the wildness of his kingly path.
Could he be her destined true love?
The people of the Shangxian Sect could no longer sit still either. They sprang to their feet one after another, even forgetting to help Zhang Fu up, their hearts filled only with the utmost shock born in that instant.
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