Taking First Place with Effortless Ease

Leng Yue's face slammed solidly into the ground, the force so fierce that everyone present felt the ground jolt beneath their feet.

Her entire body smashed straight through the rock layer, as if she were a scallion planted upside down, wedged fast in the pile of shattered stone. One word, miserable, hardly sufficed.

"Ugh—!!"

Agony surged over her like a tide, and Leng Yue could not hold back a pained groan. Darkness swam before her eyes, and she nearly fainted on the spot.

But sometimes, unconsciousness was a mercy.

At least in this moment, she would rather have lost awareness completely, if only to avoid this intense torment of the mind.

"Truly too tragic to look at..."

The crowd stared dumbstruck. Seeing a cold, beautiful woman reduced to such a state, they all felt a chill of sympathy in their hearts.

Only those great figures on the viewing stands vaguely sensed the trickery within. Their gazes shifted toward the calm-faced Shen Yun, and they nodded inwardly. "So young, yet already possessing such profound composure. He is indeed extraordinary."

They had long since grown used to tricks like this. Some had even personally wielded them before, so they could be called familiar with the road and adept with the carriage.

But someone like Shen Yun, who not only did not fall into the trap at all, but instead struck back with thunderous means, was truly a first for them.

"More likely to spoil things than accomplish them."

Granny Wuyin's expression darkened. Looking at Leng Yue's wretched appearance, she only felt that she had lost face.

She had completely forgotten that just a moment ago, she had been rather appreciative of this scheme.

Such was the cruelty of reality—

The life or death of a tool was utterly insignificant to her. Failing