"The show's about to end..."
Seeing Zhou Yuanqing draw his saber, the cultivators in the surrounding stands began to lose interest.
To them, Zhou Yuanqing had decided to stop playing cat and mouse and end this match.
"Swish, swish, swish!..."
Amid the whistle of blade qi cleaving the air, Xu Taiping had become completely drenched in blood, covered in wounds, with even white bone showing at the joints of his arms.
The sight was so gruesome that some female cultivators, unable to bear watching, began leaving early.
Even so, Xu Taiping still showed no intention of conceding.
His eyes, in particular, remained as bright as ever, as though he were still searching for a chance to win.
"Swish!..."
Just then, with another whistle through the air, Zhou Yuanqing's saber struck both of Xu Taiping's feet.
Xu Taiping fell to the ground with a thud, no longer able to run around the arena and dodge.
Without blood qi, the Dragon Whale Physique only had tougher flesh than an ordinary martial artist's. Lasting this long was already exceedingly rare.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
After Xu Taiping fell, the arena went deathly silent. All that remained was the sound of Zhou Yuanqing's footsteps as he slowly approached Xu Taiping, saber in hand.
It's over.
That was what many people thought.
Only Xu Taiping, lying on the ground, still struggled to get up. He seemed not to have given up yet.
His feet were broken, his arms fractured, his bones cracked. Why was he still unwilling to concede?
Many people could not understand it.
Even Xu Taiping himself could not understand.
By then, he had long forgotten about Xiaoyu. All he could think of was using his fists to defeat Zhou Yuanqing before him.
Until a voice from the stands jolted him awake-
"Senior Brother!!..."