Chapter 1585
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Boom……
The heavens and the earth resounded with a thunderous roar.
A terrifying and heart-stirring aura of malice lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate.
Inside the martial arena, the booming sounds echoed and erupted one after another.
The onlookers, hearing these heart-shaking noises, were momentarily dazed.
It was too fierce!
Both Feng Yi and Qing Shiyu had an extremely refined and profound mastery of their fist and palm techniques.
Such a battle was truly thrilling and awe-inspiring.
After a long while.
The roars subsided.
The surging waves of spiritual energy from the explosions within the martial arena gradually dispersed.
Qing Shiyu, dressed in a green martial robe with her long hair tied up and a sash around her waist, stood there, slightly panting.
Ten zhang away from her.
Feng Yi, clad in a sturdy outfit, was standing proudly, gasping for breath in large gulps.
No one had won yet?
Seeing this scene, the onlookers were stunned.
But at that very moment.
“Ugh… Puuuh…”
Feng Yi’s face twitched, his throat bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of filthy blood. He clutched his chest and fell to one knee with a thud, then began to cough up blood in large amounts, his face turning deathly pale.
Whoa!!!
A commotion erupted from the surroundings.
Many people stood up.
Feng Yi!
He had lost!
Many eyes at this moment were fixed on Qing Shiyu, trying to see if she was injured, but in the end, they were all disappointed.
Qing Shiyu stood in her place, aside from her slight panting, there was no sign of any injury. Her green martial robe remained spotless.
A pool of blood quickly gathered in front of Feng Yi, who then wiped his mouth and forced himself to stand up, saying with a bitter smile, “I have lost. Thank you, Miss Qing, for showing mercy.”
As these words left his mouth, the commotion around the martial arena grew even louder.
Showed mercy?
Did Qing Shiyu actually hold back?
How could that be???
At the edge of the martial arena.
Fu Jinyao, Lin Yuzhu, and An Ningran all looked at the martial arena with strange expressions, then turned to Ye Wushuang.
“Taoyuan Spirit Palm Seal Technique, a royal spiritual technique, just how powerful is it?” Lin Yuzhu asked Ye Wushuang curiously, “I have never heard of such a domineering spiritual technique in the Lingjian Pavilion!”
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “This spiritual technique was passed on to Shiyu by Senior Yin Shenghao. The requirement for cultivation is that one’s spiritual energy must be sufficiently thick, which Shiyu just happens to meet!”
Fu Jinyao was speechless for a moment and said, “Even though she is a Pure Yuan King Body, her spiritual energy is just too dense, isn’t it?”
She always felt that even if she, An Ningran, and Lin Yuzhu combined their spiritual energy, it wouldn’t be as thick as Qing Shiyu’s alone.
It was just too incredible!
Ye Wushuang continued, “In the world of martial arts, physique, bloodline, all these are just icing on the cake for a martial artist’s strength. Only hard training, self-discipline, and striving forward are truly a helping hand in the snow.”
The three women nodded in agreement.
At this moment, the seal at the edge of the martial arena was removed.
Qing Shiyu walked step by step.
“Congratulations.”
Ye Wushuang smiled.
Qing Shiyu replied playfully, “Shouldn’t that be expected?”
“Indeed, but I didn’t expect that your King Body has become so powerful now.” Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Your future ascension seems to be a sure thing.”
Pure Yuan Body, Spirit Body, King Body, Saint Body, etc., each step is a significant leap forward.
Qing Shiyu’s promotion from a Spirit Body to a King Body in the Guiyuan Realm was already a strong manifestation of her own talent.
“It’s your turn now!”
Qing Shiyu smiled and said, “It should also be expected, right?”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang nodded.
“Next, Ye Wushuang, ranked twelfth on the Dongxu List, challenges Yun Wenhua, ranked tenth on the Dongxu List!”
The referee’s voice rang out, and the noise around the martial arena gradually subsided.
Feng Yi’s loss to Qing Shiyu.
No one had expected that.
It was just too surprising.
Soon.
Ye Wushuang and Yun Wenhua both stepped onto the martial arena.
The seals around them gradually rose.
Yun Wenhua looked at Ye Wushuang and glanced towards the edge of the martial arena, then said, “I didn’t expect that Feng Yi would actually lose to Qing Shiyu.”
Ye Wushuang didn’t say anything.
Yun Wenhua continued, “Before the match, Ye Wushuang, I hope you can apologize!”
As these words came out, Ye Wushuang was stunned, and the onlookers around the martial arena were also puzzled.
Apologize?
Ye Wushuang looked at Yun Wenhua, confused.
Yun Wenhua continued, “My brother Yun Wenfu was deceived by Lu Shao and Meng Gui, which led him to disturb Qing Shiyu while drunk. You killed Lu Shao and Meng Gui, which was also a way to vent your anger.”
“My brother was foolish and was used by others, and he has already paid the price and apologized to you!”
Ye Wushuang nodded involuntarily.
Yes!
Wasn’t this matter supposed to be over?
“But that day, in the Tian Shang Lou, how do you make up for humiliating my brother?”
Yun Wenhua said, “It’s a small matter that my brother lost face, but your actions were undoubtedly a heavy blow to the face of the Yun family of Yun Tian Mountain. I need your apology, an apology to my Yun family!”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang looked at Yun Wenhua with a strange expression.
“If you are willing to apologize, I will let you leave the martial arena with dignity in this match. After all, the grudges between you and the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi family are your own business and have nothing to do with my Yun family. I won’t be their pawn!”
“But if you are not willing… then… I, Yun Wenhua, will also make you pay the price!”
When Ye Wushuang heard these words from Yun Wenhua.
He looked at this top genius of the Yun family with an extremely strange gaze and couldn’t help but doubtfully say, “Are you… out of your mind?”
