Translator: Silavin
A severed arm!
It immediately attracted everyone’s attention.
Then, as their gaze fell on Du Junxiong, they noticed something unusual.
At this moment, Du Junxiong was clutching his right arm, but under his arm, there was a smooth cut, and blood was continuously flowing from his arm, dripping onto the arena.
*Siiiii…*
Instantly, the sound of sharp intakes of breath came from all around, and disbelief and shock filled everyone’s eyes.
“What just happened!? How is this possible!?”
“Du Junxiong’s arm was actually cut off? How did Qin Yichen manage to do that!?”
Everything happened too quickly, and with the mist covering the arena, not only the audience but even Du Junxiong had his vision affected, so no one knew exactly what had just transpired.
However, when they looked at Qin Yichen again, they saw a white long sword spinning around him. As it trembled slightly, it reflected a frightening gleam, clearly extraordinarily sharp.
“This…”
The entire venue fell into shocked silence. No words could describe their feelings at this moment.
Du Junxiong had actually had his arm severed! And it happened when he was almost using all his strength.
Below the stage, Luo Qingyu and Wang Hailin felt chills run down their spines. They even felt grateful that they had not gone looking for trouble with Qin Yichen.
Who could have guessed that Qin Yichen, wearing the guise of an Alchemy Master, had talent in Martial Arts that was no less impressive?
“That boy…” Lu Heze stood on the high wall, watching this scene, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. [You truly hadn’t disappointed me!]
However, Princess Linghan beside him showed no joy on her pretty face. On the contrary, her expression seemed somewhat solemn, even nervous.
*Ciiiiii ciiiii!* As some faint sounds of freezing were heard, Du Junxiong’s severed arm was covered in ice, stopping the blood loss.
Perhaps due to blood loss, Du Junxiong’s face was now slightly pale, but the aura around him had become even more terrifying.
“Third level of Peak Martial Grandmaster Realm!”
Someone exclaimed in shock, their eyes filled with terror.
Who could have guessed that Du Junxiong had been hiding his strength, and at such a young age, he had already reached the third level of Peak Martial Grandmaster Realm!
At this moment, even Lu Heze was moved. He remembered that when he had reached the third level, he was already forty years old. Yet, Du Junxiong was only in his twenties!
The difference was just too great.
Then, Du Junxiong also encased the severed arm in ice before turning his gaze to Qin Yichen.
That seemingly calm gaze was as terrifying as the depths of Hell, making many unable to look him in the eye.
“It seems I’ve underestimated you.” Du Junxiong’s voice was eerily calm, as if it was not his arm that had been severed. There was not even a trace of anger in his demeanour.
“Likewise.” Qin Yichen’s response was concise, his expression somewhat solemn.
Originally, he had planned to use the Special Attribute of his scorching hot Yuan Energy to deliver a fatal blow to Du Junxiong, but just as he was about to succeed, Du Junxiong had blocked it with his arm.
This ability to react was not something a ‘greenhouse flower’ could possess. It was clear that Du Junxiong had seen his fair share of battles outside.
“Haha!… Hahahaha…” Suddenly, Du Junxiong burst into laughter, seemingly unable to control himself. His laughter echoed throughout the entire arena.
“Die!” He opened his palm, and five ice arrows shot directly at Qin Yichen. At the same time, he leaped up, pouncing towards him.
*Cling cling cling…* With a thought, Qin Yichen’s Spirit Sword spun, blocking the five ice arrows. Then, it thrust directly at the pouncing Du Junxiong.
“Get lost!” Du Junxiong reached out, his hand turning to ice, and smashed directly into the incoming Spirit Sword. The enormous impact force knocked the Spirit Sword aside, but his hand was also left numb from the shock.
His movements paused for a moment, and at this time, he saw Qin Yichen charging towards him.
“You’re seeking death!” Du Junxiong’s face twisted, his aura surging as a cold wind blew fiercely. His lone hand turned into an ice claw, grabbing at Qin Yichen.
Stand, Walk, Leap, Fall. All in one fluid motion!
*Bang!* A claw and a fist collided violently under everyone’s gaze.
*Thud thud thud…* It was Qin Yichen who was forced back. But Du Junxiong’s expression was not relaxed either. His hand visibly trembled.
Clearly, Qin Yichen’s punch had also caused him discomfort. Although Du Junxiong’s expression remained unchanged, his heart was churning with shock.
Because the force transmitted from Qin Yichen’s fist was definitely not just at the Martial Grandmaster Realm. At the very least, it should be at the second level of Peak Martial Grandmaster Realm!
For someone who had clearly only just entered the Martial Grandmaster realm, how could he possess such powerful strength? Du Junxiong could not wrap his head around it no matter how hard he tried.
*Huuuuu!…* Qin Yichen exhaled lightly, activating the Spirit Body Technique. As his Yuan Energy circulated, all the cold energy on his body was expelled. Then, he leaped up again, charging towards Du Junxiong repeatedly.
[Strike while the iron is hot. I’m not going to give you a chance to recover!]
Then, a strange scene appeared in the arena.
Qin Yichen charged again and again, forcing Du Junxiong to retreat step by step. Deep footprints were left on the arena.
*Siiii…* Seeing this scene, everyone could not help but draw in another sharp breath, some even unable to believe it was real.
It had actually turned into Du Junxiong being beaten.
This was something no one had anticipated, but it was happening right before their eyes.
*Splat! Splat! Splat!* The Spirit Sword moved like a fish that was swimming about, nimbly weaving through the air, leaving deep, bone-deep wounds on Du Junxiong’s body. Blood flowed profusely, making the spectators’ scalps tingle.
They had never seen such an agile sword before, nor had they ever seen such a sharp sword.
At this moment, many people decided they would absolutely never make an enemy of this young man!
“Bastard!” Du Junxiong shouted angrily again and again, but he had no way to counter. Many of his Techniques could not be executed!
The Spirit Sword, scorching hot and sharp, was too much of a counter to him. His usually invincible Ice Attribute could not display its proper effect at all.
[This is absolutely a peerless Divine Sword!] A hint of greed flashed in Du Junxiong’s eyes as he looked at the Spirit Sword. If he could snatch this sword, it would be like adding wings to a Tiger for him!
“Ice Claw!” Du Junxiong first used a claw attack to knock back the charging Qin Yichen, then reached out to grab the hilt of the Spirit Sword.
Just as the Spirit Sword was about to be grabbed, Qin Yichen showed no panic. On the contrary, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Du Junxiong, seemingly afraid that the Spirit Sword would be taken back, gripped the sword hilt tightly.
The next second…
“Ah!…”
Soon, a miserable scream like a wailing ghost echoed across the arena.
Du Junxiong’s palm was torn open, blackened and charred, with white bone exposed. The entire hand was ruined.