The gazes of the crowd converged upon Die Wu.
Born with seductive charm and delicately beautiful appearance, Die Wu also revealed a tricky and playful sparkle in her beautiful eyes. Coupled with her cute pink long dress, she appeared like an Elf Fairy, causing many men present to display looks of infatuation.
"This bastard actually bullying a woman. Truly shameless."
"Yes, such a beautiful fairy, how could he, a vulgar man, defile her?"
"Hmph, that fellow at a glance you can tell he's no good, probably a playboy. If he has the skills, he should challenge other talents instead of bullying a woman."
The crowd glared angrily at the young man in white, voicing their condemnation.
"This kind sir, this young lady is frail, please show some mercy."
Die Wu moved gracefully onto the stage, giving the young man in white a seductive look with tender and soft expressions.
"Hehe, fairy don't worry. I only want the qualification spot. If you can forfeit willingly, I certainly won't make things difficult for you."
The young man in white's lascivious gaze swept over Die Wu, saying with a lewd smile.
"But, this young lady also wants the qualification spot. If the young master could give up the challenge, I would certainly repay you."
Die Wu appeared very delicate, speaking in a soft tone.
"Oh? Repay? How would you like to repay me?"
The young man in white's eyes lit up, his gaze burning with eagerness, asked impatiently.
"Young master may ask from this young lady any form of repayment."
Die Wu spoke softly, her voice imbued with a tempting power.
The young man in white's eyes reddened, and his breathing became rapid.
Die Wu said with a flirtatious laugh. As she spoke, she extended her fair hand, lifting her pink long dress and revealing a section of her smooth, delicate leg, slowly pulling it higher.
"Higher! Even higher!"
The young man in white had forgotten this was a combat, his blood boiling intensely, his veins swelled grotesquely, resembling giant earthworms, a terrifying sight as though any moment they might burst.
"Young master wants to see? But be warned, you might have to pay with your life."
Die Wu said with a charming look.
"Okay, okay, give it to me, my life... it's yours..."
The young man in white completely lost his sanity, his expression turned frantic. As soon as the words left his mouth, all the blood vessels in his body, and his internal organs simultaneously burst open. His body transformed into a clump of blood plasma, bursting open and staining a large area of the platform with blood. Eventually, only a solitary set of ghastly white bones remained.
Witnessing this scene, the crowd all inhaled sharply, their eyes wide with an unbelievable shock.
In their view, after the young man in white and Die Wu stepped onto the stage, there was no interaction, no movement, only standing there, staring intently into each other's pupils.
Yet, in a mere moment, the young man in white inexplicably turned into a pile of bones. This method was truly bizarre and terrifying.
Even Zhao Letian in the audience couldn't help but frown.
Die Wu's capabilities had been experienced by him before, so he had some knowledge about them.
However, during the last encounter in the Gray Wolf Secret Realm, everyone's cultivation levels were suppressed. Die Wu's strength was naturally affected too, so although her Bewitching Technique was very powerful, it didn't manage to affect Zhao Letian.
"So this woman's strength is truly terrifying, fortunately last time I confronted her in the Gray Wolf Secret Realm and not outside; otherwise, the outcome would be uncertain. It seems that one must be extremely cautious when dealing with her in the future."
Zhao Letian thought to himself.
"Is there any other gentlemen who wishes to challenge? This young lady will take on all comers."
Die Wu did not look at the skeleton on the stage. Wearing a seductively charming smile, she surveyed the crowd.
Hearing her words, everyone frowned, feeling as if they had encountered a venomous snake or scorpion.
If it was not for witnessing this battle firsthand, everyone would have thought Die Wu to be a naive and adorable kind of Fairy. But now, her terrifying level in everyone's minds far exceeded that of Murong Zhan.
Although Murong Zhan's strength was formidable, at least, fighting him was a clear contest, and even if one lost, it was clear why they were defeated.
However, a fight against Die Wu was completely invisible, just like that gentleman in white who probably didn't even know how he died.
"Indeed, 'lust' is as dangerous as a knife above one's head; this woman is too terrifying, one absolutely cannot challenge her!"
Almost everyone came to the same conclusion, shifting their gazes away from Die Wu.
"Since there are no takers, this young lady will take her leave."
Die Wu pouted, showing a disappointed expression, then delicately moved and slowly walked down from the stage.
On her way back, Die Wu specifically glanced at Zhao Letian, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of a provocative and triumphant look.
However, Zhao Letian seemed as if he didn't see it, showing no signs of fear.
Die Wu's methods might be terrifying, but him, Zhao Letian, was no ordinary individual.
As he knew, many Bewitching Techniques worked by affecting the Martial Artist's spirit and will to deploy.
That means, as long as a Martial Artist's spirit is firm enough and the Martial Arts Heart strong enough, most Bewitching Techniques can be directly ignored.
Zhao Letian was very confident in his own Martial Arts Heart. A mere Bewitching Technique was nothing to him.
Moreover, he had cultivated the secret technique "God Destroying Sword," forming a powerful Divine Thought Sword Lotus, guarding inside the Divine Soul Space. Ordinary Bewitching Techniques simply couldn't affect his Divine Soul.
Even more, if someone dared to use Bewitching Techniques on him, he could counter-attack using the God Destroying Sword.
After Die Wu's challenge concluded, the scene once again became silent.
Following two consecutive challenges, the audience once again realized the vast and nearly insurmountable gap between ordinary Martial Artists and the monstrous talents from various countries. Aspiring to defeat those sixty monstrous talents with the same level of cultivation was as hard as reaching the heavens.
"Zhao Zilong, come out!"
Then, the quiet atmosphere didn't last long. A middle-aged man in a gray robe suddenly stood up, directly extending his hand and pointing at Zhao Letian as he coldly shouted.
This man was quite old, at least several decades, with only the cultivation level of True Martial Nine Peaks. Clearly, his Martial Arts Talent was ordinary and theoretically, his strength wouldn't be too strong.
Thus, seeing this man actually daring to challenge Zhao Letian, the people in the audience couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
After all, it was well-known that not long ago, Zhao Letian had powerfully defeated the Yu Family's young master Yu Kun.
In other words, let alone this middle-aged man, even many Martial Artists at the peak of True Martial Nine might not be a match for Zhao Letian.