Chapter 109: The Most Frustrating Victory!
Stillness, deathly stillness!
Everyone's eyes widened in shock, and they couldn't help but wonder if they were dreaming!
At this time, the nine peak masters were also shocked in their hearts. At this moment, they finally deeply understood the words of the sect master Shui Tianyu: "Chu Yan won't win, but it's not as easy for Teng Ming to defeat him as imagined!"
It's really not as easy as I imagined, a strong foundation period who was completely suppressed in all aspects by his opponent, was beaten to a pulp today, and one arm was even left here!
On the stage of martial arts competition.
His face was twisted with rage and he was on the verge of exploding.
Huāng Tíng Míng asked himself, since he started cultivating immortality, he had never suffered such a great loss. Today, he was actually taken advantage of by a little ghost whose power was far inferior to his own.
Next, I must go all out, explode him, and disable one of his arms to vent my anger.
Chu Yan's face had turned deathly pale, his spirit was damaged, his spiritual energy was exhausted, and all of his magic tools were destroyed! Even Chu Yan's physical body, which he had always relied on, had suffered heavy injuries.
At this moment, Chuyan has no more strength to fight back!
However, Chu Yan's face did not show any despair or fear, but instead had a hint of regret, saying: "Ah, I went to so much trouble, didn't expect you'd only get hurt this much!"
"Chu Yan! You're looking for death, today I'll fulfill your wish!"
Although he had been cultivating for many years and was relatively calm, after all, he was a young man in his twenties. Originally, his heart was already extremely depressed, and with the addition of extreme anger, he was instantly ignited by Chu Yan's light and airy sentence.
"Ah!"
Suddenly a cloud-like flame appeared outside Huatian Ming's body, completely covering it. It was the heavenly spirit object: Red Cloud Fire.
"Whoosh!"
The Tianjian sword rose with a flowing light and swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a giant crimson sword floating above Huatian Ming's head.
Huāngēn míng cǐ kè yī shēn qì shì wú bǎo liǔ de shì fàng ér chū, shǔyú zhù jī qī qiángzhě de jùdà wēi yā kuò sàn le zhěng gè lè tái.
Furious!
"This is outrageous! Chu Yan took advantage of the situation and crippled someone's arm, yet he still dares to provoke!"
"What's the meaning of taking shortcuts? You also give me six or seven pieces of magical equipment and let me see a combination of spells?"
"But Chu Yan is really done for this time, he has clearly lost all his combat strength!"
"This young man seems to have gone mad!"
……
The spectators on the platform were discussing heatedly. At this moment, the outcome of the battle was clear and easy to see. Although Chu Yan had lost one arm to Huatian Ming, he would undoubtedly lose next.
"Master Palm Gate, you'd better keep an eye on him. Chu Yan is such a good seedling, don't let your precious disciple really kill him with his ruthless moves!"
Xuan Qing Dao Ren was somewhat anxious towards Shui Tian Yu Dao, and in his heart, he also secretly scolded Chu Yan, this foolish kid who took advantage of the situation and still dared to provoke him!
"Don't worry, younger brother, I have my own plans!"
For Chu Yan, Shui Tianyu had a very good impression. Although he accepted Xuan Ming as his apprentice, at the critical moment, Shui Tianyu would definitely take action to stop him and absolutely wouldn't let Chu Yan fall here.
Just as Shui Tianyu thought of this, he heard Xuan Qingdaoren say lightly:
"It's just an arm, isn't it? Even if it's really crippled in the future, it won't delay anything. We cultivators are all masters of treasure, and missing one arm doesn't matter!"
Shui Tianyu heard this and was so angry that he almost spat blood. You say it's just a light knock, but that's an arm, not a finger!
It seems that Xuan Qing Dao Ren has already started playing tricks for the lifelong happiness of his beloved apprentice!
On the stage of martial arts competition.
Chu Yan smiled faintly and didn't say much.
Today's battle was extremely smooth, he exploded a few magic tools, got injured, and cut off the arm of a strong foundation builder, Chu Yan felt that he had made a huge profit.
He dares to speak like this at this time because he knows that Shui Tianyu will absolutely not let himself get into trouble, even if it means losing face, he absolutely cannot lose!
"Chu Yan, accept your death!"
Hua Tianming let out a loud roar, and the Flame Heaven Sword shone brightly as it was about to strike towards Chu Yan. Just at this moment:
"Oh oh......"
A loud and shrill cry came from the pouch of the spirit beast on Chu Yan's waist, and at the same time a fat and large black chicken flew out of it.
"With the help of the demon beast?"
"Cheating! That's against the rules!"
"How could he do this?"
……
The next moment, under the gaze of everyone's astonishment, a white mist suddenly enveloped the body of the big black chicken, and then the big black chicken flapped its wings and turned into a flowing light flying towards the southwest direction of Pán Tiān Fēng.
All this happened in an instant, and the strange movement of the black chicken made Chu Yan extremely uneasy!
"Out!"
Chu Yan let out a low shout, and a flying boat with a length of three meters and a width of one meter, entirely in a crimson gold color, appeared before him.
Chu Yan directly jumped into the flying boat, casually inserting a piece of medium-grade spirit stone into the recess at the front end of the flying boat, and instantly the flying boat's light burst forth.
"Sorry, Senior Brother, I'm really sorry, but I have an urgent matter to attend to. Your skills are impressive, Junior Brother admires you, and I concede defeat in this match!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the tail of the golden flying boat suddenly emitted two bursts of golden light, and in an instant, it accelerated into a stream of light and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Tens of thousands of people on the square were stunned by this single move...
Huāng Míng, who had been utterly humiliated by Chǔ Yán, was originally ready to engage in an all-out battle to trample his opponent underfoot and wash away the shame of before. However, Chǔ Yán suddenly pulled off this move.
What's with this "admitting defeat" nonsense? You didn't have a chance of winning from the start, okay? Is this how you play with people?
This feeling is like a ferocious blow that has been building up for a long time, hitting a cluster of cotton balls with a dull thud, making one feel extremely uncomfortable.
Such a victory is utterly devoid of any joy, it's simply suffocating.
"Chu Yan!"
"Pffft!"
At the same time as a loud roar of anger, a mouthful of suppressed blood was sprayed out!
P.S: I just found out there were two typos after posting, corrected them!
