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Chapter 79: Is That Really Winning?

  Chapter 79 Is That Really Winning?

  "One side admits defeat, or cannot get up, or is knocked off the stage, it is considered the end of the trial. The use of talismans, elixirs and other auxiliary items is not allowed in the trial! The rules are clear, let the trial begin!"

  The judge's sharp words suddenly set off the entire scene.

  Around each arena were built over a hundred meters high viewing platforms, where the masters of various peaks, elders and disciples sat. The audience in the four-sided viewing platform was as many as ten thousand people.

  "Let's get started!"

  Chu Yan's words were faint and calm, but his body didn't move, nor did he show any intention of taking out a magic tool.

  In an instant, a hint of puzzlement appeared on Chu Yan's normally calm face.

  "It's you, you..."

  Zhou Hongwen's legs trembled uncontrollably, and one of his shaking hands pointed at Chu Yan with a terrified expression, unable to speak.

  "Do you know me?"

  Chu Yan spoke lightly and looked at his opponent, who indeed had a few familiar eyes. He walked step by step towards Zhou Hongwen.

  "You, you, Chu Yan, don't come over, don't come over..."

  Zhou Hongwen's face suddenly turned deathly pale, and he stammered in shock, his legs involuntarily backing away.

  At this time, Zhou Hongwen was already scared out of his wits. He couldn't believe that he would be so unlucky to encounter such a nemesis in the first round. He couldn't understand why someone like him wasn't a seeded disciple, but instead participated in the elimination tournament to bully these newcomers.

  Zhou Hongwen's strength was at the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining stage, ranking third in Yunwu Peak, only below two direct disciples. Among those who went to Feilong Peak to provoke him that day, there was naturally one of them.

  He still vividly remembers that nightmare-like day, when one side, which was originally proud and arrogant, thoroughly changed because of a man.

  Master Lin Feng's tragic fate still lingers in Zhou Hongwen's eyes, not to mention the extreme humiliation of being forced to call him "grandfather" with his dying breath. His left cheekbone was shattered by a slap from Chu Yan, his chest pierced by the flying sword that Chu Yan had snatched away, and finally, one of his legs was brutally broken.

  Zhou Hongwen, as a participant that day, also had one of his legs broken. Although he was cured with spiritual medicine, this became an eternal heart disease for him. When he saw Chu Yan for the first time, the tragic scene of his leg bone shattering enveloped him.

  In his heart, this man is a devil, someone he can never afford to offend!

  "Oh, I remember now, it was you!"

  Chu Yan smiled faintly, a hint of mischief flashing across his face. As Cloud Universe Peak's disciple, in connection with the events of that day, Chu Yan had naturally already guessed.

  "You, you, Chu Yan, what do you want me to do? I've already been crippled by you people, one leg is gone..."

  Zhou Hongwen said in a flustered tone, even forgetting that one could admit defeat in a trial by combat.

  The four sides of the arena have a protective light shield and an amplification array, making it convenient for the audience to understand the communication between the contestants.

  Clearly heard the words of the two people, at this time the audience platform has already exploded.

  "What's going on? Why is Zhou Hongwen so afraid of him?"

  "Zhou Hongwen's strength has reached the peak of Qi Refining Eight Layers, and I heard that Chu Yan only just reached the eighth layer of Qi Refining half a year ago. At this time, his cultivation is fundamentally not higher than Zhou Hongwen!"

  "Did this Chu Yan use some sort of evil magic?"

  ……

  This is a voice of doubt from some people who don't understand Chu Yan.

  "What's so strange about it? He cultivated from the first layer of Qi Refining to the eighth layer in just three months!"

  "What? How is this possible? Are you kidding me?"

  "There's nothing impossible, and this guy is actually a top-notch waste of five spiritual roots!"

  "Heavens, heavens, are you sure what you're saying is true?"

  "Haha, this guy beat up Lin Feng and Shan Chengming alone last month, and crippled one leg of each of them!"

  “……”

  This is an answer for those who are relatively familiar with Chu Yan's deeds.

  For a moment, Chu Yan's life experience was spread out on the stage, and everyone was amazed and admired in their hearts. After enduring humiliation and hardship for three years, he rose to power again, and his methods were unmatched by anyone before him.

  "Does your leg still hurt?"

  Chu Yan said faintly and continued walking towards Zhou Hongwen.

  In the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, Chu Yan flashed and appeared in front of Zhou Hongwen, with one finger pointing at his forehead.

  "Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me, I, I admit... ah..."

  Zhou Hongwen's cold sweat poured down his face like rain, his complexion turned deathly pale, and his eyes stared at the finger on his forehead in extreme terror. It was this finger that had almost taken Lin Feng's life, and Lin Feng was still alive, what did he have to live for?

  The next moment, Chu Yan smiled faintly and pushed his index finger forward, and Zhou Hongwen fell backward, directly falling off the stage.

  Zhou Hongwen had been retreating all along and was already at the edge of the arena. Although he lost, Zhou Hongwen felt a sense of survival after the ordeal, got up from the ground and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

  "If you give up yourself, I'll have nothing to take!"

  Chu Yan casually said a word, and under the gaze of everyone's astonishment, he put the savings bag into his own waist pack.

  "Fei Long Peak, Chu Yan Sheng!"

  The presiding elder announced the result of the trial after a brief daze.

  "Bastard!"

  Of course, some people can't bear to see this scene. Yun Yufeng's face was extremely ugly, and he slapped the tea table beside him to pieces. Lin Feng was even more furious, his face was iron-green to the extreme.

  The audience was silent, with no applause, and a pin could be heard dropping for a moment.

  What did Chu Yan do? Just one finger, and he won like this?

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