"Damn, has this kid gone crazy? He's actually doing something this stupid!!!"
Jiang Zhan suddenly rose to his feet, his expression changing drastically.
He had instantly understood Fan Wuyou's plan: he was preparing to transform from Firstfold Limit Break to the Blood Exchange First Stage.
For a Limit-Breaking expert, breaking through to the Blood Exchange Realm was as natural as water flowing downhill. There was no difficulty whatsoever.
The breakthrough could be completed in a single breath.
"Has he gone mad trying to win?" Mo Jiyang frowned, unable to understand why Fan Wuyou was so narrow-minded.
With his talent, he could have reached Secondfold Limit Break. His future should have been bright.
Yet, just to defeat Chen Yu, he was willing to break through to the Blood Exchange First Stage and ruin his own potential merely to force out that tiny increase in combat power.
How foolish.
"We have to stop him!" Fan Mubai abruptly stood, preparing to forcibly interrupt Fan Wuyou's breakthrough.
Fan Wuyou was his younger brother. He would never allow him to destroy his own future like this.
But just then.
Rumble—!
A terrifying clap of thunder suddenly erupted, piercing the eardrums of everyone present.
Chen Yu's blood and qi instantly condensed into streaks of horrifying crimson lightning, wrapping around the arm holding his saber.
Boom!
In the next instant, Chen Yu seemed to transform into a crimson bolt of lightning, crossing a hundred meters almost instantly.
Bang!
Fan Wuyou, whose aura was still rising, was suddenly sent flying off the arena. He slammed viciously into the outer wall, kicking up a cloud of dust.
His breakthrough was naturally interrupted midway.
"Hah—!"
Chen Yu steadied himself and let out a long breath. Scorching air mixed with scarlet blood qi gushed from his mouth and nose.
Blood Thunder