Fire Force

Looking at Ironwood, who had fallen and could not rise, a trace of doubt flashed through Ye Yun's eyes.

Ironwood had clearly had a chance to block that strike just now, yet at the critical moment, he had made a mistake.

Had such a thing happened to anyone else, Ye Yun might not have been suspicious. But it had happened to Ironwood.

Having once been deceived by Ironwood's act of playing mad and feigning stupidity, Ye Yun could not help becoming secretly vigilant.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yun buried this doubt in his heart. As his movement technique circulated, he charged at Zhao Wuji, who stood with his eyes closed.

Within a few breaths, Ye Yun had reached Zhao Wuji. Carrying the momentum of a Tiger Descends the Mountain, he threw a punch at him.

Just as Ye Yun's punch was about to strike Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji awoke from the strange state he had fallen into.

The instant Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, they turned fiery red, while a faint red glow shrouded his entire body.

Standing less than half a meter away, Ye Yun felt scorching heat radiating from Zhao Wuji, as though he were a blazing furnace.

Sensing that something was wrong, Ye Yun immediately adjusted his stance and retreated several meters, watching the current Zhao Wuji with a guarded expression.

Taking in Ye Yun's reaction, Zhao Wuji laughed wildly. "Kid, I had originally planned to save this move for the finals. I never expected you to have some real skill—you actually forced me to use it early.

Now, enjoy the last moments of your life. I'll turn you into a cripple like Gao Wenjie, unable to cultivate martial arts."

With that, Zhao Wuji transformed into a streak of fire and attacked Ye Yun