Fang Zhenyu... who was she fighting again?
Many people were stunned when they heard the match information.
Fang Yun'er.
They actually remembered this name.
After all, the stark contrast between the other person's appearance and their exceptional talent is astonishing and hard to ignore.
but...
Isn't this ridiculous?
With Fang Yun'er's utterly pathetic and inferior talent, isn't it a foregone conclusion that she 'Fang Zhenyu?
Moreover...
Some people had a hint of pity in their eyes.
As insiders, they knew the grudges between Fang Yun'er and Fang Zhenyu. Offstage, Fang Zhenyu might be mindful of her reputation as a prodigy and refrain from taking action, but onstage, any problems that arose would be perfectly acceptable.
Fang Hong straightened his body slightly, a hint of arrogant pity appearing in his eyes.
This is truly a cruel twist of fate.
That's fine too.
He thought to himself with a mixture of disdain and mockery.
It would be a good thing if Fang Yun'er could be taught a lesson by Fang Zhenyu.
She should understand how unwise her initial rejection was.
Without him, the world is full of trials and tribulations; only by his side can one receive his protection.
He hoped that Fang Yun'er would come to terms with the facts soon, and when that happened, he would naturally not mind comforting the beauty.
After all, Fang Yun'er's beauty was enough for him to forgive most things.
The moment he saw her, all the anger he felt at being rejected vanished.
The thought that such a beauty would eventually become his own dispelled all his anger, leaving only a sliver of anticipation and a contemplation of how to comfort her later.
As for the result of the match?
Need I say more?
Fang Hong knew perfectly well what was going on.
Although he liked Fang Yun'er, he knew who would win when comparing Fang Yun'er and Fang Zhenyu.
In his view, Fang Yun'er's wisest choice was to simply admit defeat.
It's better than being injured in vain, leaving only scars. More importantly, it's better not to hurt that beautiful face.
That really broke his heart.
After all, the only purpose of a vase is to look nice.
Beside him, Tong Xin's face showed a series of cold smiles, and a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.
She gently curved her lips into a smile, which spread as her eyes caught sight of Fang Hong beside her, and then she abruptly suppressed her smile.
But the sheer joy in his eyes, as if he had finally gotten his revenge, was impossible to hide.
She originally wanted to wait for her own people to make a move and teach Fang Yun'er a lesson, to let her know who was in charge in Azure Wave City. However, she did not expect that Fang Yun'er's luck would be so bad, and she directly ran into Fang Zhenyu.
Fang Zhenyu and Fang Yun'er...
hehe.
Tong Xin lowered her chin slightly, concealing her upturned lips and the look of anticipation in her eyes from the shadows.
Her intelligence network was considered quite sharp within the Fang Household.
That's how I heard about the complicated relationship between the little mute girl and Fang Zhenyu.
She didn't care about the specifics of how the feud started.
All she knew was that she was about to get a good show.
Fang Yun'er is in for a rough time.
This is really...
The thing that made her happiest today.
Some are happy, some are sad.
In stark contrast to these individuals were Fang Yu and Fang Linlin.
Upon hearing their names called out, the two men's expressions turned quite unpleasant.
Especially when their gaze fell upon the group of people surrounding Fang Zhenyu, and they saw that many of them were laughing and looking at Fang Yun'er with malicious eyes, and even, without any attempt to hide it or be polite, they held up knives to their necks, making threatening and intimidating gestures, their expressions became even more unpleasant.
"How disgusting..."
Fang Yu couldn't help but mutter a curse under her breath.
However, it must be said that no matter how much she disliked Fang Zhenyu, her arrogance, her temperament, and her cruelty in bullying Fang Yun'er, she had to admit that Fang Zhenyu was indeed capable.
The opponent is truly strong.
Even she couldn't say she was absolutely certain she could beat Fang Zhenyu.
Not to mention the Yun'er.
Yun'er's cultivation level is not Fang Zhenyu's. If she were to fight him like this, she would likely meet with a terrible fate.
This is really...
That's terrible.
But Fang Zhenyu didn't think so.
She gently curved her lips into a smile, then lightly leaped and landed steadily on the arena, but did not immediately challenge Fang Yun'er to a duel.
Instead, she casually drew her weapon—a whip made of dragon tendons and scales. She infused it with Spiritual Power, and with a gentle shake, the scales exploded, transforming into an extremely sharp, alien sword.
She just held it there and casually drew a circle on the ground.
Then he lifted his leg, stepped into the circle, and after standing still, raised his chin to look at Fang Yun'er below the stage, and let out a sneer.
"I never expected to run into a mute like you first, tsk... but oh well."
"Between you and me, don't say I'm bullying you. I'm in this circle, and if you can force me out of it, you win."
"And to avoid being accused of abusing my power."
She chuckled lightly, her words laced with blatant mockery and contempt. As she finished speaking, her gaze swept indifferently over Fang Yu and Fang Linlin in the audience.
Even though she didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew who she was referring to.
Below the arena, many of Fang Zhenyu's Fang Household descendants from the Fang family whistled and cheered loudly.
" Zhenyu is so generous, she truly lives up to her Zhenyu."
"Does this mute person deserve Zhenyu's kindness? I think it wouldn't be too much to make her kowtow and thank her."
" Zhenyu, don't hold back! Teach this little mute a lesson! I really don't know how she has the nerve to stay here. She's a disgrace to the Fang Household."
"Exactly! Zhenyu, play along with her for a while, but don't cripple her too easily. It would be best to tear off that disgusting mask of hers completely. I want to see when she'll stop pretending to be a pure and innocent saint..."
"What saintly compassion? It's all just an act, a pretense of kindness, to seduce men."
"Speaking of which, she picked up a man on the way, she really can't stand being alone, huh..."
"..."
Mocking sounds, snickers, and mocking laughter filled the air.
If Fang Yu's gaze hadn't been so icy, they probably wouldn't have held back at all.
Fang Yun'er's expression didn't change at all at the beginning.
She had grown accustomed to all the ridicule.
What they said had no offensive effect on her.
Only the last few sentences, when they fell into Fang Yun'er's eyes, caused her expression to change instantly.
For the first time, that face, which had looked like that of a delicate little white rabbit, took on a chilling expression. An infinite killing intent surged towards the speaker, causing the other person to freeze in fear, biting their tongue and unable to utter a single word.
When the other party came to their senses, they unleashed even more intense and vulgar language.
Fang Yun'er remained silent, gripping her sword tightly, and stepped onto the stage.
My wrist was grabbed.
She paused, turned around, and saw Fang Yu's worried eyes.
Fang Yun'er pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head and brushed Fang Yu's hand away, gently leaving a few words in her palm.
'This battle.'
'I absolutely have to go.'
Not for oneself.
Just so that no one will be allowed to insult our master!