198: Fight Zhou Huang!!!

The Big Dipper’s brilliant light pierced through the clouds.

Even in broad daylight, this unusual phenomenon allowed everyone to see the stars filling the sky.

Meng Yun stepped out of the spatial rift, and the spatial gales howled past, dusting the talisman ash from the hem of his black and gold robes.

Three burnt-out Void Escape Talismans drifted from between his fingers, turning into dust the moment they touched the ground.

“Sorry, I’m late,” Meng Yun stepped through the air, landing directly on the arena stage: “I didn’t sleep well last night, and when I don’t sleep well, my stomach hurts. It’s an old problem.”

Meng Yun spread his hands, looking innocent.

The entire crowd was speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Only Zhou Huang’s face flashed with a hint of resentment and unease.

Of course, he knew how loud his roars were last night!

Saint Wuxu, he was not human at all!

He was a demon!

The Demonic Seed Chains had been used by him to perfection!

There was nothing he couldn’t think of, and nothing Saint Wuxu couldn’t use!

“Consider yourself lucky.”

Zhou Huang crushed the spiritual energy wine goblet, and the spiritual energy fragments vanished into thin air in his palm.

“Then, let’s see the real result in action.”

“Heh heh, be careful, I might stab you in the back~” Meng Yun retorted, not to be outdone, his words hinting at something.

“Nangong, if you can’t do it, retreat. Leave the rest to me and Chen Jintong.” Meng Yun patted Nangong Jing’s shoulder, signaling her not to feel too much pressure.

Everyone stepped off the arena, leaving the stage to Nangong Jing.

With Meng Yun’s words echoing in her mind, Nangong Jing gripped her Chuixue Sword even tighter.

Throughout the entire competition, it seemed she hadn’t won a single match.

She had considered herself a favored daughter of heaven, but in front of the true heavenly prodigies of countless dynasties, she was like a joke.

A constantly defeated general.

“Kill!!” Nangong Jing’s eyes flashed with determination as she charged towards the cultivator from the Xia Ya Dynasty.

“Clang—”

The Chuixue Sword flew from her hand, and Nangong Jing staggered back, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Opposite her, the Golden Core cultivator from the Xia Ya Dynasty, his Nascent Soul aura erupted with a roar.

His longsword pointed diagonally at the ground, its tip still retaining a few ice crystals brought by Chuixue.

“Weak and pathetic.” The cultivator sneered, watching Nangong Jing get up again, wiping the blood from her lips.

“Not giving up?” The cultivator slashed with his sword, like a cat playing with a mouse, not shattering her in one blow, but slowly tormenting her.

The main point was torture.

“I concede.”

Watching Nangong Jing fly backward again like a kite with a broken string, the cultivator nodded slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes—

This Princess of the Tianjian Dynasty had once again fallen before him.

Nangong Jing silently picked up the Chuixue Sword.

The cracks on the sword, which had just been repaired, now had another one added.

Just like her defeats, one after another.

If she weren’t a princess, she would probably have been treated as a spy long ago, right?

A few sneers came from the viewing platform.

Southern Palace East gripped the imperial seal, his knuckles turning white.

Saint Wuxu still had his eyes closed, resting, as if this competition had nothing to do with him.

“I can still fight!!” Nangong Jing’s aura surged, subtly appearing as if her Dantian was about to explode.

Was she… willing to burn her Dantian just to win a round and prove herself?

“Nonsense!!!!” Southern Palace East’s eyes were bloodshot as he slammed the table in front of him into dust.

“Outsiders are not allowed to disrupt the competition.” Saint Wuxu waved his hand, completely suppressing Southern Palace East’s aura.

“? Is Nangong Jing crazy?”

“You’ve been defeated repeatedly; you’d go crazy too!”

“Alas~”

“We concede!!”

A voice suddenly came.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound; it was Yu Jingshen!

Yu Jingshen raised his hand and said to the Central Plains envoy, “Chen Jintong and I have always agreed to her concession. Two votes against one, we concede the first battle!”

The Central Plains envoy naturally knew that they were distressed about their teammate damaging her foundation. After a brief thought, he quickly agreed.

As long as it didn’t violate the rules, he had no right to interfere with the contestants’ decisions.

Spiritual energy enveloped Nangong Jing, calming her restless Dantian, and then sent her out of the arena.

“Next up, Yu Jingshen versus Zhou Huang!”

Nangong Jing’s eyes were bloodshot: “Yu Jingshen, you…”

“Good girl.” Meng Yun showed a warm smile and stroked her head: “Your little life is much more precious than theirs.”

“Losing doesn’t matter. Living long is what’s most important.”

Nangong Jing: “…”

Is that how you comfort people!

She wanted to argue further, but Meng Yun’s figure had already vanished.

Meng Yun stepped onto the arena, treading on golden-red flames, with the Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Cauldron flickering behind him.

“Can’t sit still already?” Zhou Huang sneered as he stepped onto the stage, launching a killing move immediately:

“Saint Eye… Dawn!!”

A golden light flashed in Zhou Huang’s eyes, and the light beam of Saint Eye Dawn swept across, directly piercing towards Meng Yun’s body.

However.

Just as it was about to reach Meng Yun, it was swallowed by the Seven-Colored Tribulation Lightning Tiger.

“Burp~”

The Seven-Colored Tribulation Lightning Tiger let out a satisfied burp, then disappeared back into Meng Yun’s Dantian.

“This is… the Will of Tribulation Lightning? How interesting.”

Zhou Huang licked his lips, and a golden long staff suddenly appeared in his hand.

Since Meng Yun was so enthusiastic and hospitable, he naturally couldn’t hide anything anymore.

“You got poked by a staff last night, and now you want to poke me? No way!”

Meng Yun spouted nonsense, and the moment the Demon Subduing Sword was unsheathed, a golden sword light had already slashed towards Zhou Huang’s face.

He immediately used Demon Subduing Swordplay!

Zhou Huang hastily raised his staff to block but was pushed back three steps.

When he looked down again, the staff, which was originally shining with golden light, was now almost completely dim.

It was almost rendered useless by one sword strike!

One must know, this was a divine weapon that Saint Wuxu had given him after poking him all night!

It was said that this staff could be big or small, and if paired with the legendary Holy Ape Avatar, its power could reach an even higher level!

Killing enemies beyond one’s realm was even easier!

“Damn it…”

“Boom!”

The two instantly engaged in battle.

Golden sword light and Saint Eye Dawn intertwined, while the Seven-Colored Tribulation Lightning Tiger roamed the edge of the battlefield, occasionally spitting lightning.

The Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Cauldron hung in mid-air, swallowing all the overflowing spiritual energy.

The situation instantly tilted towards Meng Yun.

Senior Brother Qin YuanTong dared not reveal his cultivation method, lest he become a target for all, so he could only watch helplessly as Zhou Huang was defeated!

There was no other way!

They could only rely on the third match!

“Bang!”

Zhou Huang was pushed back once more, blood spilling from his mouth.

The golden light in his eyes surged, but he was always unable to break through Meng Yun’s sword net.

On the viewing platform, Saint Wuxu’s brows furrowed slightly.

This Yu Jingshen…

He’s strange.

“It should end now.” Meng Yun’s sword stance changed, and the Demon Subduing Sword transformed into thousands of golden lights, completely enveloping Zhou Huang.

With this sword strike, Zhou Huang would certainly be severely injured.

However, at this moment, the heavens and earth suddenly trembled violently.

“Om~~~”

The Void Kun Whale’s hum resounded through the clouds.

The entire sky seemed to be torn apart, revealing a pitch-black void.