"After you two go on stage, don't rush to kill your opponents," Ying Chanru said. "I hate their faces. Don't they like sending vases on stage? When you go up, tear their clothes to shreds for me at the first opportunity!"

"." Fang Cheng and Qiu Yuyan fell silent. The strength they were feigning was only around Tier Two. But in reality, both had combat records comparable to Tier Three modified humans. They were only doing this to lull their opponents.

"With your speed, they won't even be able to dodge. One move will be enough." A malicious smile crept onto Ying Chanru's lips.

"What if they admit defeat as soon as they get on stage?" Fang Cheng asked.

"Then make sure they can't even open their mouths," Ying Chanru replied.

"Interesting." A sinister smile finally appeared on Fang Cheng's face.

No one knew that their previous performances on the field had hidden their movement speed.

Everyone knew that the He Lie Zhang (Nuclear Fission Palm) technique was very strong. Its explosive power was immense, but few knew that their explosive speed was even more terrifying.

On a stage like this, a large circle with a diameter of thirty meters, they could cross it in an instant.

At full speed, if their opponents weren't careful, they would truly be suppressed by the massive explosive palm technique, unable to even speak.

*
*
*

On the other side, at the Longxu Men (Dragon Whisker Sect).

"It's the final. It feels like a dream!" Zhuang Yijing exclaimed, gazing at the rotating large light screen, her eyes dazed with an unbelievable sense of unreality.

"We can't slack off in the final." Yu Long said in a deep voice, "Xiaoxiao, you should just forfeit when you go on stage. We've already achieved our goal anyway."

"." Yu Yanxiao didn't say a word, but clenched her fists tightly.

She was unwilling.

During this time, through one match after another, her strength had also improved a lot.

Entering the final, she knew she definitely couldn't beat her opponent, but to directly forfeit, giving up an opportunity to temper herself and expose herself...

That was definitely not what she wanted.

She participated in the Lie Zhan Sai (Fierce Battle Competition) knowing she would definitely lose many times, but her purpose was to learn from her failures and gain experience.

In order to improve herself.

If her aptitude was insufficient, then she would make up for it with hard work!

"Xiaoxiao, did you hear me!?" Yu Long frowned. "He Lie Zhang's style has always been unorthodox. They're not good opponents for you to learn from. I'm worried something will happen to you."

"I know what to do!" Yu Yanxiao said in a low voice.

"This is the final! There are casualty quotas!" Yu Long's voice became serious.

"So what!? Why are you always telling me what to do!? I'm an adult now, I'm already thirty years old! I have my own thoughts, my own decisions! I'm not a child!" Yu Yanxiao raised her voice.

"I'm doing it for your own good!" Yu Long was an experienced old fox, and could vaguely see that the eyes of the three He Lie Zhang disciples were a bit off. So he reminded his daughter, but he didn't expect it to trigger her rebellious streak.

"For my own good!? Back in the military, if you really cared about me, you wouldn't have helped me at all!?" Yu Yanxiao retorted.

The father and daughter argued, and Zhuang Yijing wanted to persuade them, but didn't know what to say.

Li Chongnan didn't care about anything else, and simply squinted as if he were dozing off, but his feet were still able to keep up with the team.

Li Cheng Yi sat far away in the VIP area. He could feel that it was only a hair's breadth away... Xiao Nan's Sheng Ling Gong (Sacred Spirit Art) could break through another level and enter the new Tier Four.

This technique was so evil, so exaggerated, that even he was amazed.

The stronger the intent, the stronger the amplification, and the faster the strength increased!

Even among demonic arts, this Sheng Ling Gong was probably one of the best.

Soon, the first match was about to begin.

Yu Yanxiao ignored her enraged father and walked step by step up the cylindrical stage on floating steps.

She didn't plan to admit defeat from the start. She wanted to at least try her hand, display everything she had learned, and then step down.

This was the final, the best time to make a name for herself in front of a large number of high-level nobles and aristocratic families!

If she could be noticed by someone at this time, she might be able to transcend her class...

Thinking of this, Yu Yanxiao swept away the gloom in her heart and looked at her opponent who was coming on stage.

"The first match of the final, Longxu Men versus He Lie Zhang!" The host shouted.

"First pairing! Yu Yanxiao! Versus, Fang Cheng!!"

Buzz.

An invisible force field barrier surrounded the stage.

Yu Yanxiao bent over, assuming the starting stance of the Longxu Li Zhang Fa (Dragon Whisker Force Palm Technique).

She saw her opponent smile at her, seemingly with a special meaning.

"Ready!"

The referee robot raised its hand, holding a black and white flag.

Swish!

The flag waved down.

"Begin!"

Boom!!

As soon as the words fell, a burst of explosive airflow erupted from Fang Cheng's hand, gushing towards Yu Yanxiao.

The speed was so fast that even the host Xiao Lei and the commentator Gu Xiangzhi didn't react.

Half a second.

The explosive airflow struck Yu Yanxiao's chest directly.

Bang!

In the muffled impact, Yu Yanxiao only felt a tightness in her chest, her breath was cut off, and she stopped breathing.

Alarmed, she hurriedly moved her feet, trying to change position to avoid the attack.

But after only two steps.

A figure had already appeared beside her.

It was Fang Cheng!

Smiling, he exploded another cloud of airflow from his right palm, striking Yu Yanxiao's waist like lightning.

Tear!

The sound of fabric tearing.

A large hole was torn in Yu Yanxiao's left waist, revealing the fair skin underneath.

She wanted to counterattack, but before her right fist could launch a Zhuxing Longying (All Stars Dragon Shadow) strike, the opponent had already disappeared before her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, tear!

Another sharp sound.

The clothes on her back were also torn off, revealing her smooth back.

In just two moves, only a piece of cloth remained on her body, covering her chest and abdomen.

Ah!

She opened her mouth to scream, but bursts of explosive airflow kept hitting her, agitating her so much that she couldn't catch her breath, let alone speak. She could only desperately dodge, trying to escape this suffocation and pressure.

The gap was too big.

She couldn't even see where her opponent was.

For a time, all that could be seen on the stage was a phantom surrounding Yu Yanxiao, constantly attacking.

With each attack, a large piece of clothing fell.

The surrounding audience was stunned at first, then the men burst into joyful screams and whistles.

Many of the female audience frowned, but were helpless. There were no rules against doing this.

In previous competitions, such a disparity in strength rarely occurred in the finals of the arena.

It could be said that this was the first time someone had been able to do this in the final.

If it were a normal, evenly matched finalist, Fang Cheng wouldn't dare to do this, because it would be suicide.

But Yu Yanxiao of the Longxu Men could be said to be the weakest trash contestant in this final.

So...

Tear!

In just five seconds.

Only a little cloth remained on Yu Yanxiao's body, covering her chest and lower body, the rest was torn to shreds.

She didn't even dare to attack, she could only squat in place, not daring to move.

"Admit defeat! We admit defeat in the first match!!"

Yu Long roared angrily at the referee robot.

Bang!

Too late.

Fang Cheng struck again, hitting Yu Yanxiao's abdomen hard.

The blow sent her flying backwards, crashing heavily into the force field barrier.

At this time, the hands she was using to protect her chest and lower body also slipped down weakly.

Swish.

She was about to be completely exposed.

The barrier disappeared, and a wide cloak was accurately draped over her, covering her completely.

No one saw how the cloak appeared. Just as no one noticed how Li Cheng Yi had come to the edge of the arena.

He seemed to have instantly reached the edge of the barrier from the twenty-meter arena cylinder, taken off his black cloak, and covered Yu Yanxiao's entire body.

He lifted Yu Yanxiao, who was vomiting blood and half-conscious, into his arms with one hand.

Li Cheng Yi gently tapped his toes, landed gracefully, and stood up straight.

A gentle, radiant force field quietly permeated and radiated Yu Yanxiao's body, rapidly repairing her injuries.

In her semi-consciousness, Yu Yanxiao vaguely saw Li Cheng Yi, with his face as if carved by a knife, holding her.

An indescribable feeling of grievance and humiliation, mixed with the immense sense of security coming from her whole body, made her vision gradually blur.

Her whole body trembled, and the great shame made her bury her head deeply in Li Cheng Yi's arms, not daring to look up.

She never expected.

Everything didn't go according to her imagination at all.

In front of tens of thousands of spectators, in just a few seconds, she was humiliated by her opponent, her clothes torn to shreds, unable to even retaliate or dodge.

Collapse, pain, despair, escape, a multitude of emotions mixed in her mind, accompanied by great pain.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Yanxiao's head tilted and she fainted.

Li Cheng Yi handed her over to the female medical staff who had rushed over, and then looked at Zhuang Yijing.

"I forfeit." Zhuang Yijing raised her hand with a solemn expression without saying a word.

Li Chongnan stepped forward towards the arena with a cold expression.

"The second pairing of the Longxu Men has forfeited! Now on stage is the true strongest of the Longxu Men, Li Chongnan!" The host reacted at this moment.

"Facing the terrifying speed that He Lie Zhang hasn't used before, how will she cope!?"

"The situation just now was indeed too rare. If the Longxu Men hadn't covered it up in time, the nature of our competition would have changed. Please understand that the section just now will be cut."

The surrounding audience burst into laughter.

"Next, the Longxu Men has been humiliated so much, but they still dare to come on stage. It seems that Li Chongnan has a lot of confidence," the host Xiao Lei said loudly.

"Fighting with hatred is not a suitable state," the commentator Gu Xiangzhi shook his head gently. "But she has no choice. If the Longxu Men can't win back a round now, their reputation will probably be completely ruined. Even if they enter the final, this humiliation will not have any positive meaning."

"That's right. It's a pity that He Lie Zhang's move is indeed too ruthless. According to their explanation to the referee, this is a positive humiliation for the Longxu Men's disrespect for the final," Xiao Lei said.

At this time, the force field rose again on the stage.

Li Chongnan looked at Fang Cheng opposite her with icy eyes.

"Ready..."

"Begin!!"

The robot referee waved the flag sharply.

Boom!!

At the same time, Fang Cheng repeated his old trick, launching an explosive palm wind to suppress his opponent's breathing.

At the same time, he used the He Lie reaction formula on his legs, unleashing terrifying speed and rushing towards the opposite side.

In his rapid advance, he saw that his opponent was standing still, as if stunned, and unable to react at all.

"Sheng Ling."

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Jian Long (Sword Dragon)."

What?

A flash of doubt appeared in Fang Cheng's mind, but he had already appeared behind Li Chongnan, striking her back with a palm.

The terrifying power of the He Lie Zhang was revealed at this moment.

In one-tenth of a second, he used his ultimate force, combined with high speed, to deliver at least three tons of impact!

No matter what tricks the opponent had, he would strike first!

But...

Whoosh!

This palm stopped abruptly.

Just like a speeding truck that suddenly stopped on the road.

The contradictory feeling of extreme speed to extreme stillness made everyone feel chest tightness and discomfort.

But not Li Chongnan.

She didn't even look behind her, she just closed her eyes.

Boom!!!

In an instant, a dragon made of blood burst out of Fang Cheng's chest, soaring into the sky and letting out a piercing screech.

The blood-colored dragon soared more than five meters high, then exploded into countless drops of blood rain, scattering across the stage.

In the sound of pattering raindrops.

He stood there blankly... looking down at his chest.

"This is...!!"

Bang.

He fell to the ground, quickly losing his life.

Li Chongnan opened her eyes, reached out and smeared blood on her lips.

"He Lie Zhang."

"Let's destroy their sect today." Her eyes fell on the remaining two opponents.

The surrounding audience was silent.

Even after the victory or defeat was decided, no one reacted that it was over.

It wasn't until the referee robot raised the flag that they woke up from their dream.

Everyone looked at the cruel and beautiful scene on the stage. For a moment, they seemed to be able to understand Fang Cheng's shock, shock, and incomprehension in the second before his death!

He didn't even have time to despair, it was all over.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Boom!!!

The entire martial arts hall erupted.

Everyone stood up, applauding, screaming, and shouting.

Shock, amazement, this was an unprecedented spectacle.

Without even attacking, he instantly killed his opponent. Such an exaggerated and bizarre final brought unparalleled impact to the surrounding audience who were seeking excitement.

Li Cheng Yi stood at the edge of the arena, arms crossed, a slight smile on his lips.

He could feel that just in that instant.

Li Chongnan's Sheng Ling Gong had broken through again!

Tier Four!

More than halfway to achieving the first Holy Infant at Tier Seven.

'Is this the power of emotion? Yu Yanxiao was humiliated, triggering Li Chongnan's disgust for her opponent, thereby taking the opportunity to erupt and kill her opponent, venting her emotions, and reaching a higher peak.'

'It seems that I should start researching this aspect. Using emotion to accelerate the achievement of the Holy Infant.'

(End of this chapter)