Heaven and earth flashed light and dark in a single instant.
Looking closely, they saw that the person flying backward had half her sleeves blasted to shreds, blood choking from her mouth and nose. Like a bird with broken wings, she crashed heavily through the curtain of rain, then rolled once through the mud after hitting the ground.
Gu Chan.
Where she had stood, a burly figure slowly straightened.
Outside the fighting ground.
Everyone watched with their hearts pounding, not daring even to breathe deeply.
Wu Jiu pursed his dry lips, biting the cigarette butt the rain had long since extinguished and sucking at it unconsciously. His eyes stared blankly at the tall figure standing firm in the wind and rain.
The others also stared wide-eyed.
Lian Youming had actually won.
An obscure newcomer had actually won, just like that.
"That kid actually beat Gu Chan!"
"Taiji Gate is finished!"
"What Gu Chan just used looked like Yang Luchan's technique for striking with force across a distance. Another true inheritance!"
"So what if it's a true inheritance? This Taiji Demon is equally strong in attack and defense. Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt weren't enough-he fucking mastered Toad-Fishing Skill too, piling on three turtle shells. Who knows which sneaky old bastard taught him? How are you supposed to..."
Wu Jiu sucked his teeth and simply chewed up the cigarette in his mouth. "Fuck, that's just too ferocious."
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Gone was her aloof, unworldly pride. Gu Chan's white hair hung loose, mud and blood stained her cheeks, and her eyes had dimmed considerably.
Blood did not merely spill from her mouth; it choked from her mouth and nose. Large beads of blood kept seeping from her slender arms, spraying out in bloody spurts, and three