Battle Against Zhuang Yan

Hearing this result, the referee was shocked, and Ye Yun was equally dumbfounded.

He looked at Ling Chen and was just about to speak when Ling Chen beat him to it. "Junior Brother Ye Yun, I understand everything you want to say. I appreciate your kindness.

I admit defeat wholeheartedly, and there is no need to keep wasting time.

But my conceding this time does not mean I will do so next time. Junior Brother Ye Yun, you must not grow complacent, or next time, it may not be you who wins!" With that, Ling Chen leaped off the arena without looking back and headed toward the Purple Extreme Sect's area.

Hearing Ling Chen's words, Ye Yun abandoned his intention to persuade him further.

A smile unconsciously curled across his lips. Looking at Ling Chen's retreating back, he murmured, "Senior Brother Ling Chen, if you want to defeat me, you'll have to work harder!"

Then Ye Yun turned to the still-confused referee and said, "Referee, you can announce the result now!"

Only then did the referee come to his senses and hurriedly declared, "Purple Extreme Sect's Ye Yun versus Purple Extreme Sect's Ling Chen—Ye Yun wins!"

With the result announced, Ye Yun also jumped down from the arena and headed toward Anle King, preparing to draw his opponent for the second round.

The spectators in the distance all revealed puzzled expressions. The battle had been going perfectly well—why had it suddenly ended?

After thinking for a long while without figuring it out, they could only shift their attention to another arena and continue watching the matches.

When Ye Yun arrived beside Anle King, two people had already finished their battles ahead of him and were waiting there.

One was Tuoba Tian of the War Demon Hall, while the other was