"What? A Yin Yang Sect master was killed!"
"Who is the person using the Ice Cold Sword? They wouldn’t even let them use the Detachment Talisman, how ruthless!"
"Heh, truly seeking death, this is blatantly offending the Yin Yang Sect!"
The strong killing of the Yin Yang Sect master instantly elicited exclamations from the audience.
Though members of the Four Great Gangs have been killed before, it is exceedingly rare.
After all, their Boss, Alliance Hierarchs and such are sitting up there; only those not thinking straight wouldn’t be lenient.
Thus, the crowd’s reactions were mixed, some admired, some mocked, but more were just looking for the spectacle and couldn’t wait for the matter to escalate!
From the southern seating area, Su Yuan nodded, "Indeed, he has improved quite a bit... By the way, Bing Tong, how did you specially train him?"
Luo Bingtong replied, "Gave him... some stuff, and then... every day... knocked him out."
Su Yuan was quite puzzled.
While Ruan Ruan on his shoulder giggled, "Master, he gets beaten to a pulp every day by Bing Tong until he passes out!"
Upon hearing this, Su Yuan recalled some rumors of "screaming" that had circulated within the palace recently, and immediately understood.
Su Yuan’s heart tightened as he glanced at Teng Jinghua in the arena, and couldn’t help smacking his lips.
"How did he... manage to endure it?" Su Yuan asked.
Ruan Ruan excitedly replied, "Master, Master, it’s thanks to Little An and me! My clone and Little An go to the White Ice Hall for emergency treatment on time every day!"
"So that’s how it is..." Su Yuan smacked his lips again.
Su Yuan looked at Luo Bingtong’s small fist, though it wasn’t big, it could hit hard enough that even Full Moon Level couldn’t withstand it!
No wonder now, Teng Jinghua looked at Bing Tong with such reverence... turns out he was beaten into submission.
Oh boy, what a miserable sight...
Meanwhile, on the northern platform, the eyes of Cao Yuanzheng, Lin Yong, and others also fell upon Zhou Yi.
Despite Zhou Yi’s calm appearance, the iron corner of the table under his hand had already cracked under pressure.
"Qingming Palace!" Zhou Yi’s face darkened.
"Ha, Brother Wei, the one using ice is really impressive!" Not far away, in the corner, Yang Yifeng took a sip of his wine and praised, "In an instant, he shot through the heart of that kid!"
Wei Qingyun nodded, "Indeed, that one who got pierced is a Full Moon master of the Yin Yang Sect, his strength among so many Radiant Moon Level individuals is considered fairly strong... Hmm?"
Just then, with a "swish," an extremely swift water arrow suddenly shot over, and the target was surprisingly Yang Yifeng!
Wei Qingyun’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately raised the wine pot in his hand to intercept and dispel the water arrow.
"What?!" Yang Yifeng was shocked, shuddering in fear.
"Elder Zheng, no need to panic," Wei Qingyun reassured, then turned to frown at Zhou Yi, "Master Zhou, why are you making a move against my friend?"
Zhou Yi’s expression was gloomy, "You foul-mouthed old chap, speak nonsense again, and I’ll kill you!"
Wei Qingyun sneered, coldly replying, "What do you mean by ’foul-mouthed’? Isn’t it true that your Yin Yang Sect members were killed?
Since I brought my friend here, I won’t let anyone harm him. If Master Zhou wants a duel, I am at your disposal anytime!"
Zhou Yi was enraged, "Wei Qingyun, you...!"
"Alright, life and death is dictated in the arena, indeed there’s not much to say." Cao Yuanzheng intervened, halting Zhou Yi, then turned to Wei Qingyun, "But Boss Wei, please keep an eye on your friend. If there are things that shouldn’t be said, don’t say them."
Saying this, Cao Yuanzheng’s eyes grew cold, casting a warning glance at Yang Yifeng.
Seeing Cao Yuanzheng intervene, Zhou Yi suppressed his anger, uttering no more.
Wei Qingyun was rather indifferent, raising his hand to create a sound barrier, and resumed jovial drinking with Yang Yifeng.
Meanwhile, in the Competition Space, Teng Jinghua scanned the battlefield once more and quickly moved into action again.
After some fast maneuvering and searching, Teng Jinghua’s eyes lit up, once again leaping to strike at a mature woman ahead!
And this mature woman was also someone from the Yin Yang Sect.
"He’s targeting the Yin Yang Sect again! Could it be that he has a grudge against them?"
The eyes of the surrounding audience collectively turned to him, compared to figures like Meng Zhaojun and Xu Xiuyu from major sects, Teng Jinghua who specifically targeted Yin Yang Sect disciples was undoubtedly more noticeable.
"This person... seems to be from Qingming Palace, named Teng Jinghua?"
"According to Jianghu news, it appears the Central Alliance first-class forces intend to trouble Qingming Palace, led by the Yin Yang Sect."
"Heh, seems like there are significant grudges, gonna be a good show!"
On the northern platform, witnessing this, Zhou Yi’s just-calmed heart surged again with intense anger!
"Courting death!" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelꜰire.net
Zhou Yi’s expression hardened, immediately flipping his hand to grip a talisman.
In the Competition Space, eyes of Xu Xiuyu moved slightly, apparently receiving some command, and immediately pinched the sword technique to unleash the Water and Fire Dual Swords, heavily striking and sweeping away two opponents.
Subsequently, retrieving his flying sword, his figure flickered towards a location, clearly towards Teng Jinghua from the audience’s view!
This time, Yin Yang Sect sent three people, with Xu Xiuyu being the strongest.
"Even Xu Xiuyu has been dispatched, this is getting interesting, Xu Xiuyu is one of the two major Full Moon masters of the Yin Yang Sect!"
"If it’s the two of them, I wonder if this Qingming Palace person can still win, especially with Xu Xiuyu being notably powerful!"