The first time, because he needed to exchange for Hong Yue, Yang Chen had given Zhang Fu a chance. He had not inflicted serious injuries on him, only knocking him unconscious.
But things were different now. Hong Yue was already in his hands, so there was naturally no need for him to show mercy to an enemy. His spear now pierced through Zhang Fu's body. Though he had spared Zhang Fu's life out of consideration for the Shangxian Sect, it would be impossible for Zhang Fu to cause him trouble again anytime soon.
Bang!
Zhang Fu's body crashed heavily down from the sky, prompting everyone from the Shangxian Sect to cry out his name.
Daoist Bai Xing said coldly, "Shangxian Sect, are you convinced of your defeat this time?"
Yang Yun's body trembled. Watching Zhang Fu be defeated once again, his face flushed red with rage. He simply could not accept this outcome.
He—he had even given away the treasures he usually cherished, yet Zhang Fu had still been defeated.
Trash, utter trash! Yang Yun cursed furiously inwardly.
Daoist Bai Xing said calmly, "Alright, since this match has ended, this old woman shall announce the victor. The winner of this round is the Profound Dao Sect!"
Upon hearing the result, many members of the Profound Dao Sect burst into cheers.
"We won? We actually won?"
If possible, they naturally wanted to win as well. Yet as time passed, they had numbed themselves, no longer believing they could achieve victory. When this news struck them, it felt like a dream. They had actually defeated the Shangxian Sect and won a round in the Six Directions Grand Competition.
"Shangxian Sect, weren't you acting awfully arrogant from the very beginning?"
"Hahaha, let's see who the final victor is now."
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