29: Cao Jun is defeated and the final begins

“This is… Purple Radiance Spirit Eyes! It’s actually the legendary Purple Radiance Spirit Eyes!”

“No wonder her power is above the Golden Spirit Treasure Body; it turns out she possesses such powerful eyes!”

“The innate Divine Ability of the Purple Radiance Spirit Eyes is comparable to Spirit Bodies, second only to the Great Sacred Bodies. The Golden Spirit Treasure Body is still too weak in front of it.”

The Elders all exclaimed.

Although the Disciples didn't know the origin of the purple eyes, judging from the strength displayed by the woman, these eyes must be extremely powerful!

Cao Jun clutched his chest, his face extremely grim.

He never imagined that the opponent would have such formidable Spirit Eyes to assist her. It seemed he was destined to lose this match.

“I admit…”

He had just uttered two words when Liu Yuyan’s figure had already leaped up, her left leg bent and drawn in, her right leg straightened and gathering power, flashing towards him!

This situation made Cao Jun’s pupils constrict. Before he could speak again, he quickly raised both arms to block his chest.

“Falling Goose Cutting Wind Leg!”

The Young Miss’s kick accurately landed on the opponent’s arm. Cao Jun was struck by immense force, his feet sliding rapidly backward along the ground until he flew off the arena and crashed heavily onto the ground.

“Pfft!”

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face incredibly pale, and his Qi extremely weak.

This damned woman!

He was already preparing to admit defeat, yet she still continued to attack!

“I declare…”

The referee was about to announce the result when Cao Jun shouted unwillingly, “I refuse to accept! This woman maliciously harmed a fellow Disciple; she has violated the rules!”

Liu Yuyan walked to the edge of the arena, looking down at the opponent from above, mocking, “How did I foul? You haven’t admitted defeat yet, so am I not allowed to attack?”

“I was about to admit defeat then!”

“But you hadn’t said it yet, had you?”

“You!”

Cao Jun’s face was filled with resentment, and he was about to say something more when he suddenly heard a voice transmission: “Rebellious Disciple! A loss is a loss; don’t make any more excuses. Get out of here quickly; don’t stay there making a fool of yourself!”

It was Song Mian’s voice.

It could be heard that his tone clearly carried a hint of anger.

It was truly because his Disciple’s actions were too foolish.

According to the competition rules, an opponent can continue to attack until a contestant admits defeat.

Although Liu Yuyan’s behavior was a bit excessive, it ultimately did not violate the rules.

Moreover, she was from the Liu family, so even if she did violate the rules, the referee certainly wouldn’t say anything.

Cao Jun had been in a fit of pique just now and hadn't thought much. Now, with Song Mian’s words, he quickly reacted.

“This damn bitch, I’ll make you pay the price sooner or later.”

Muttering a harsh curse in his heart, Cao Jun slowly left, dragging his injured body.

“That kick was punishment for your disrespectful words. From now on, in front of this Young Miss, keep your mouth clean.”

Liu Yuyan warned, watching the opponent’s retreating figure.

Cao Jun’s steps paused, anger flaring in his eyes. He forcibly suppressed the urge to retort and quickened his pace to leave the arena.

Around the arena, the Disciples’ faces were all filled with emotion.

Although the outcome of this battle was expected, the process was something no one had anticipated.

Cao Jun lost, and he lost so thoroughly.

Liu Yuyan actually possessed a rare Spirit Eye.

Few people in the inner sect had such powerful talent. No wonder she dared to be so arrogant.

In the spectator stands, after watching this match, Gu Shuqin had completely given up hope.

Liu Yuyan’s strength was too great, so strong it was despair-inducing.

Lin Yuan had almost no chance of winning against her.

Spirit Eyes greatly enhance a Cultivator’s own power; their strength far surpasses Body Cultivators and common Physique Cultivators.

Although Lin Yuan’s talent was not weak and he was proficient in two Martial Skills, to Liu Yuyan, he was merely a common Physique.

The gap between Spirit and commonality could not be bridged by a little talent.

“Wait, Yuan’er’s Meridians energy is powerful. Could it also be a type of Spirit Body?”

Gu Shuqin suddenly thought of this, and hope ignited in her heart again.

With the help of that Meridian, Yuan’er might truly be qualified to contend with that Liu family girl.

Below the stage, after watching the match, Lin Yuan’s brows slightly furrowed.

Liu Yuyan’s strength was a bit unexpected.

Noticing his emotions, Ao Ling霜 spoke, “Xiao Yuan, are you worried you can’t beat her?”

“Yes, her innate Spirit Eyes seem difficult to deal with. In that battle just now, she almost defeated the Golden Spirit Treasure Body without using many methods.”

“Hehe, the Treasure Body is the weakest among all Physiques, so it’s reasonable for it to lose to Spirit Eyes. However, Spirit Eyes are only one level stronger than Treasure Bodies. Your Divine Vein is more than just one level stronger than her Spirit Eyes.”

“Oh? Is the Divine Vein much stronger than Spirit Eyes?”

“Nonsense. The Nine Yang Divine Meridian is one of the strongest Divine Abilities in the world. How can a mere pair of Spirit Eyes compare? This is simply an insult to the Divine Vein, alright.”

“Sorry, Sister Shuang, but my Divine Vein is only one, so it can’t unleash its full power yet.”

“One is enough. That little girl’s cultivation is only at the Opening Meridian, so she also can’t unleash the full power of her Spirit Eyes. You don’t need to fear her; just go up and hit her hard.”

“Okay, I understand, Sister Shuang.”

Lin Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly. Sister Shuang’s choice of words was truly fierce.

However, after their conversation, he suddenly felt more confident.

Liu Yuyan, is it? You dared to call me a good-for-nothing before, so I’ll let you see who the real good-for-nothing is.

“Contestant Lin Yuan, please ascend the stage.”

The referee’s voice sounded, and Lin Yuan leaped onto the arena.

“The previous battle just ended. Does Miss Liu need a rest?”

The referee looked at the purple-clad Young Miss and asked considerately.

Liu Yuyan shook her head slightly: “No need. I didn’t expend much effort dealing with Cao Jun.”

“Good, then you two may prepare to begin.”

The referee wisely left, leaving the arena to the two of them.

“I never thought that the good-for-nothing I occasionally saw in the training room could make it this far in the Grand Competition. You truly made me misjudge you.”

Liu Yuyan said with her arms crossed, sighing.

Lin Yuan said indifferently, “Perhaps I will surprise you even more.”

Liu Yuyan sneered, “Are you saying you’re confident you can defeat me?”

“It’s not impossible.”

“Arrogant boy, the Golden Spirit Treasure Body was no match for me. What audacity do you, a common Physique at the Opening Meridian Third Level, have to say such words?”

“You’ll know soon enough.”

“Then let me see your strength. Don’t disappoint me too much, or this Grand Competition will be too boring.”

Liu Yuyan straightened her hands and spoke coldly.

Her pupils were still purple, indicating she intended to activate her Spirit Eyes for combat from the start.

“You’re not using a whip?”

“I need to activate my Spirit Eyes for combat. Weapons are just a hindrance to me.”

For low-level Cultivators, they don’t rely much on Spells for combat; they usually engage in close-quarters fighting.

And if the two are too close, weapons can’t play much of a role.

This is why Guan Mao was so badly beaten by Lin Yuan; if he had thrown away his long sword and fought with his bare hands earlier, he might have lasted longer.