"Does this guy have a death wish?"
Jin Yun felt his scalp tingle as he watched Murong Xuan attack without defending.
Murong Xuan was stronger than him but he had the advantage of being in the right place. Logically speaking, he should have been able to defeat his opponent.
However, Murong Xuan was insane.
He only attacked and did not defend. It was as if he no longer cared about his life.
How terrifying could a person who did not care about his life be?! Jin Yun finally experienced it.
Crimson flames danced in the sky while scorching sword energy turned into heatwaves that rolled in the snowy world. It was the only bright color in the snow.
During the battle, Murong Xuan's body was already covered in many bloody scars caused by the ice crystals. Waves of cold energy continuously invaded his body through his wounds, freezing his limbs and bones.
Opposite him, Jin Yun, who was also injured, sneered as he watched Murong Xuan's movements stiffen.
"The chilling energy contained within these ice crystals of mine can erode meridians, flesh and even freeze your internal organs. Right now, you should be having a hard time moving, right? I have won this battle," Jin Yun said. "Hehe.
"It's too early to say that."
Murong Xuan smiled faintly. Crimson flames gushed out of his body and quickly dispelled the cold energy in his body.
Jin Yun's eyes narrowed when he saw this. "You actually burned your spiritual energy in your body. You're using this method to dispel the cold energy but the flames will burn your body as well!"
"Lunatic, do you really not want to live anymore?"
A hint of pain appeared on Murong Xuan's face, but he still grinned and said, "Compared to having my Spiritual Mound crippled, compared to the Sect Leader's training, this little pain is nothing. I did say that I would win!"
Murong Xuan dashed forward and began his second round of attacks.
His injuries were more serious but his attacks were getting fiercer.
Raging flames surrounded his body, and the longsword in his hand trembled. Even the ice and snow around him couldn't make him retreat at all.
Right now, Murong Xuan was like a flaming demon who had just walked out of hell.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Jin Yun was terrified when he saw Murong Xuan's suicidal attacks.
"Divine Nine Suns Technique, Seven Suns Slash!"
Murong Xuan gathered all the spiritual energy in his body and a majestic flame gushed out from him, turning into seven gigantic fireballs!
It was as if there were seven suns filled with incomparably scorching heat. Under this power, the entire snowy mountain actually produced an avalanche.
The seven suns merged with the sword qi and slashed at Murong Xuan in a frenzy!
"Icicle Mirror!!"
Jin Yun roared, and his spiritual power surged. The ice-elemental Daoist Rhyme instantly exploded, and the mixed spiritual power transformed into a hexagonal ice mirror in front of him!
The first fireball smashed onto the ice mirror and exploded!
Powerful Qi swept out in all directions.
Then came the second, third, fourth …
When the fifth one landed on the ice mirror, the ice mirror finally couldn't take it anymore. Cracks appeared on its surface, and it shattered into countless ice crystals.
The sixth and seventh fireballs smashed into Jin Yun's body!
The scorching fire-attributed Sword Qi drilled into Jin Yun's body, crazily destroying his body, causing him to let out a series of blood-curdling screams.
With a thud, Jin Yun fell to the ground with smoke coming out of his body.
Murong Xuan, on the other hand, laid on the ground in exhaustion after unleashing his final attack. He found it difficult to even move a finger.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
"How does this count? Is it a draw? "
"Don't tell me there's going to be another round?"
"No, look."
On the screen, Murong Xuan, who was initially lying on the ground, slowly crawled up from the snowy ground and staggered to regain his footing.
Opposite him, Jin Yun struggled to get up as well, but he failed in the end. His head tilted and he fainted.
Seeing this, Murong Xuan raised his arm high and announced his victory!
At that moment, the entire arena erupted in cheers.
"We've won! The Black Heaven Sect has won! "
"We've finally won!"
"Haha, we've made a comeback!"
"All hail the Black Heaven Sect!"
Beside Chu Kuangren, Nangong Huang, Qin Wushuang, and a few other Daoists were extremely excited too. They were so happy that they almost jumped up.
However, compared to their excitement, Chu Kuangren's expression was very calm. His gaze was cold and emotionless.
He came to the arena and helped the injured Murong Xuan up.
"Do you want to die?"
Chu Kuangren said angrily.
"Heh, I promised the Sect Leader that I'll bring back the championship. How can I go back on my word?" Murong Xuan chuckled.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he could no longer hold on and fainted.
"Damn, another one fainted."
Chu Kuangren cast the Spring Breeze Healing Technique on him and said to Nangong Huang and the others, "You guys can go back first."
Everyone was confused.
"Sect Leader, we've won. Do we not want the prize?"
"It's fine. I'll take it back for you guys."
Chu Kuangren smiled.
Lan Yu pondered for a while before he said to Nangong Huang and the others, "Let's go back first. I'll leave everything here to you, Master."
"Well … Alright then."
Nangong Huang and the others seemed to have sensed something.
The few of them left the arena.
Not far away, the Sky Emperor Palace Lord was so angry that his mouth twitched.
"We lost, we actually lost!!"
"How is this possible?!"
"We've already gone this far and they still lost. How can the Black Heaven Sect disciples be so strong?!"
The Sky Emperor Palace Lord was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Meanwhile, in the judge's booth.
The Thirteenth Prefect announced reluctantly, "The championship has come to an end. The winner is … the Black Heaven Sect!"
The audience cheered.
The sage orthodoxies shook their heads and sighed.
"In the end, the Black Heaven Sect still won."
"That's right. This sect is too amazing. I can't believe there are so many outstanding sky-prides besides Chu Kuangren."
However, the crowd soon realized that something was wrong.
Lan Yu, Nangong Huang, and the others had left?!
What was going on?
Were they not going to receive the prize?
"Chu Kuangren hasn't left yet."
The crowd looked at Chu Kuangren in the arena, confused.
In the judge's booth, the Thirteenth Prefect said, "Sect Leader Chu, you've won. Why did your disciples leave first?"
"They've worked hard. Let them go back and rest. Let me, the Sect Leader, clean up the mess for them."
"Help them receive the prize? Sure. "
The Thirteenth Prefect took out a Yin and Yang Ring.
When he passed it to Chu Kuangren, he saw a pale palm growing larger in front of him. Then, a slap landed on his face, and his body was sent flying into the wall.
Chu Kuangren caught his opponent's Yin and Yang Ring and said, "Aside from receiving the prize, I'll also … seek justice for them!!"
The sudden turn of events caused everyone's expression to change.
Chu Kuangren had hit a judge?!
The sage orthodoxies that were about to leave stopped in their tracks.
"It's here, it's here. The real show is about to begin!"
The Thunder Falcon Tribe Leader, Linghu Clan Head, and the others' eyes lit up.
The White Lotus Leader could not help but shake her head. "I knew it. How could this guy let this go after receiving such treatment? I bet he's been holding it in for a long time. It must've been tough on him."
In the judge's booth, the Eleventh and Twelfth Prefect stood up and glared at Chu Kuangren furiously.
"What are you trying to do?!"
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