Chapter 2142 - 2139: How Is It Him?

Before long!

"Clang——"

In the middle of the Martial Arts Arena, the massive bell suddenly rang out, turning into ripples that shook heaven and earth!

All the people around were boiling with excitement.

As the bell sounded, it meant the Dragon and Phoenix Grand Competition had officially begun.

All eyes around were focused on Prince Jing.

After a moment.

The sound of the bell gradually faded.

Prince Jing’s eagle-like gaze swept down as he looked toward Ling Xuefei at his side; Ling Xuefei nodded slightly.

"Everyone..."

"I’ll announce the rules of the Dragon and Phoenix Grand Competition now!"

"Same as always: one-on-one duels. If either side dies in the duel, their faction or family is not allowed to pursue any responsibility, for whatever reason!"

"Also, you may surrender during the competition. If one side surrenders, the other must immediately stop attacking. If they continue, they’re directly disqualified! In serious cases, they may be executed on the spot!"

"Next, those whose names are drawn go straight up to the stage!"

"In the past, I handled the drawing lots, but this time there’s a change: the Holy Maiden of the Great Thousand Ming Sect will draw the lots."

Having said this, Prince Jing looked toward Ling Xuefei beside him, his gaze seemingly asking her opinion.

Some of the men around started howling like wolves.

"So that’s the Holy Maiden of the Great Thousand Ming Sect!"

"I saw Prince Jing with her earlier, and his attitude was especially respectful—so it was her."

"But you know, this Holy Maiden of the Great Thousand Ming Sect really is something—look at that skin, that figure, those eyes..."

"Lofty and aloof to the extreme, yet matched with a face that could topple cities."

"Too damn stimulating!"

"Draw me, draw me!"

The crowd was fired up.

"She really is quite something," Qi Lechun beside him sighed.

Xu Wendong was a bit surprised. "Elder Qi, isn’t that a little unseemly for your age?"

"A fair maiden is what a gentleman pursues; what’s wrong with that?" Qi Lechun smiled faintly. "Don’t tell me you don’t want to?"

"Nothing much."

If the people around them found out what had happened between him and Ling Xuefei, they’d probably flay him alive and pull out his tendons!

Very quickly, someone placed a bamboo tube in front of Ling Xuefei!

The tube was packed full of bamboo slips.

Ling Xuefei drew two slips; Prince Jing took them, then announced, "First match: Nether Talisman Hall’s Xu Wendong versus Liufeng Sacred Land’s He Yangyun!"

No one knew if it was coincidence or something else, but Xu Wendong had actually been drawn for the very first match.

Even Xu Wendong himself was a bit surprised.

As his words fell.

A figure with a giant sword on his back appeared in the Martial Arts Arena.

This was none other than Liufeng Sacred Land’s He Yangyun!

Xu Wendong tapped the tip of his toe and shot straight into the arena. Up in the spectator seats, Ling Xuefei’s beautiful eyes abruptly widened, locking onto Xu Wendong!

It’s him?

It’s actually him!

How could it be like this!

She recognized Xu Wendong—this was the man who had done that to her. Just recalling those scenes made Ling Xuefei so ashamed and furious she wanted to crawl into a hole.

Prince Jing beside her said, "Holy Maiden, you know this person?"

Ling Xuefei’s face flushed red. She shook her head and forced herself to sound calm. "I don’t know him."

"Oh? Really?"

Prince Jing didn’t press it, but he didn’t believe her. Ling Xuefei’s reaction just now had been far too strange—not what someone would do if they didn’t know him. Yet he’d never even heard of this Xu Wendong before; logically, he shouldn’t have any intersection with the Holy Maiden of the Great Thousand Ming Sect, right?

"Begin." Prince Jing didn’t think further, directly declaring the match started.

Standing opposite Xu Wendong, He Yangyun laughed loudly:

"Interesting, didn’t expect to run into you in the very first match!"

"Xu Wendong, you’ve provoked Liufeng Sacred Land time and again, even killed our people on the street. If you surrender now, it’s still not too late; otherwise, I’m afraid you’ll die a very miserable death!"

Previously, Xu Wendong had killed Hu Fang, and he’d killed a Liufeng Sacred Land Elder at the city gate—everyone had seen it.

You could say there was bad blood!

"There’s going to be a good show now!"

"He Yangyun is a key seed cultivated by Liufeng Sacred Land, Sixth Level of Ghost Control Realm. Xu Wendong’s probably in trouble!"

Xu Wendong gave him a glance and said, "Honestly, there’s no way you’re killing me. But me killing you? That’s effortless."

What?

The moment those words left his mouth, the entire arena was stunned.

He Yangyun’s eyes went cold.

His Realm was the Fifth Layer of the Ghost-controlling Realm, and he was a Sword Cultivator, yet Xu Wendong didn’t treat him as anything at all!

And those eyes even carried a trace of contempt.

"You’ve got a big mouth."

"I hear you’re a Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master. You’d better prepare your Netherworld Talismans, otherwise killing you will be way too easy!"

"You done?" Xu Wendong said. "Everyone’s watching; if you’re going to make a move then hurry up and do it, stop wasting breath."

"You!" He Yangyun’s face flushed red, clearly his anger was flaring.

The next moment.

He Yangyun suddenly charged at Xu Wendong!

At the same time, Xu Wendong moved as well. His speed was extremely fast as he rushed straight at He Yangyun!

"He’s not using any Netherworld Talismans, just charging in?"

"This guy really doesn’t treat He Yangyun as a threat!"

He Yangyun gripped his giant sword and swung it fiercely!

His Sword Qi turned into a massive flood dragon, lunging to tear Xu Wendong apart.

Yet Xu Wendong didn’t even evade?

Why bother avoiding the edge?

"He’s literally courting death, trying to take it head-on?"

"A Nether Talisman Master hard-taking a Sword Cultivator’s One Strike—this guy’s probably unprecedented and will have no successors. Shame he’s going to die; too arrogant!"

The next instant, the Flood Dragon Sword Qi wrapped around Xu Wendong’s entire body, coiling tight, then frenziedly biting and tearing!

"Dead!"

"Dead as can be."

"I thought this guy was impressive, but he just rushed in for a brawl—there’s no way he’s not dead, right?"

He Yangyun controlled the Flood Dragon Sword Qi, constantly grinding at Xu Wendong. In his eyes, Xu Wendong was already doomed!

Kill Xu Wendong, and let everyone know the outcome of offending Liufeng Sacred Land!

Yet.

Just then, He Yangyun’s pupils suddenly shrank. He stared at the Flood Dragon Sword Qi with a face full of terror!

Everyone else looked at He Yangyun in confusion.

What happened?

Why did it suddenly stop?

They could only see that Flood Dragon Sword Qi starting to destabilize, seemingly unable to hold together, on the verge of collapse!

And in the next instant, that terrifying Flood Dragon Sword Qi directly exploded, and at the same time a figure burst out from within!

Standing in midair!

It was Xu Wendong. The robe of a Nether Talisman Master on his body was deep and dark; his gaze held a faint trace of disdain.

On his body, a layer of earth-colored armor was faintly flowing—it was the Fourth-grade Nether Talisman Flowing Rock Armor Talisman!

Now that he was already a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master, using a Fourth Grade Netherworld Talisman made its power even stronger, so that Flood Dragon Sword Qi hadn’t harmed him in the slightest!

This...

What was going on?

Keep in mind that He Yangyun was Sixth Level of Ghost Control Realm, yet Xu Wendong had directly blown apart his Flood Dragon Sword Qi!

Looking at Xu Wendong’s eyes, He Yangyun’s pupils went blank!

Up in the spectator seats, Liufeng Sacred Land’s Saint Master shouted, "Don’t just stand there! You trying to die?"

He Yangyun snapped back to his senses!

But it was already too late.