"You can't even withstand a single blow. If you kneel down and kowtow three times, I can let you admit defeat and surrender. How about it?"
Naran Ruyu stared at Su Yi, his eyes twitching inwardly. His voice was mixed with yuan qi as it spread out in all directions.
These words seemed like nothing, but in fact, he wanted to block Su Yi's path of retreat.
Naran Ruyu looked at Su Yi's reaction. He was really afraid that Yi Su would surrender. If that was the case, he wouldn't have the chance to continue.
Although it might be troublesome if he were to kill the former in a duel, who could do anything to him at that time?
But if the former directly surrendered, it would really be difficult for him to continue.
Su Yi's eyes darkened. He understood Naran Ruyu's words. This guy looked extraordinary, like a gentleman, but in fact, he was just too arrogant. Even the other disciples of the Holy Mountain disdained to be associated with him. But deep down, he was just as sinister. He wasn't a good person.
But at this moment, Su Yi knew that he had no other choice. If he continued to fight, he wouldn't be a match for him.
Naran Ruyu's next attack would certainly be fiercer. From his eyes, Su Yi could feel the killing intent.
When the time came, as long as there was a chance, Naran Ruyu would not hesitate to kill without any scruples.
Of course, Su Yi also understood that if he had the chance, he would kill this guy without any scruples.
Su Yi hesitated, his face solemn.
"Will Yi Su admit defeat?"
"He's not a match, and he's also seriously injured. He's already an arrow at the end of its flight!"
Many of the onlookers were discussing among themselves, and the shouting atmosphere had become a lot more tense for no reason.
"You seem to have been holding back. If it's because you have scruples, you don't have to. I, Guyue, represent the Imperial Palace and will always stand behind little brother. You can fight to your heart's content!"
Suddenly, such a voice sounded in Su Yi's ears.
This was old man Guyue's voice. Su Yi looked sideways at the direction of the Imperial Palace's formation, and at Palace Master Guyue who could be seen in the distance.
Their eyes met, old man Guyue nodded slightly.
Su Yi's hands and feet were tied, and he hadn't truly fought to his heart's content. This didn't escape old man Guyue's eyes. In his heart, he guessed that there must be some scruples in this situation....
However, old man Guyue's heart was also very solemn. Even if Yi Su were to fight to his heart's content, the gap between peak Ninth Level Origin Spirit Realm and peak Fourth Level Yuan Zhen Realm was no less than a huge chasm. Naran Ruyu wasn't an ordinary cultivator, but a Chosen of the Sacred Mountain. How could Yi Su cross such a huge gap? Not to mention the Central Continent, even the heaven's prides of the Six Continents, Three Continents, and One Sea wouldn't be able to cross such a gap!
"Can Yi Su still fight?!"
Seeing Su Yi's gaze, Vice Palace Master Guan Lan of the Imperial Palace clenched his fists nervously. Not to mention the fact that they had always been secretly competing with the Sacred Mountain, no matter how they looked at it, they naturally hoped that Naran Ruyu would be the one to lose, and not Su Yi.
Merciless West's expression was also very solemn. He naturally knew that Su Yi was still being restrained and hiding his identity.
Merciless West knew a little about Su Yi's scruples, but he wasn't particularly clear about them. He only knew that Su Yi had once entered the Shenjian Gate, and something seemed to have happened. After that, he left the Shenjian Gate. Perhaps it was the existence of the Shenjian Gate that made Su Yi apprehensive.
"It seems that you've decided to admit defeat and surrender. Why don't you kowtow three times and I'll bring you to the Sacred Mountain. From then on, you'll follow me as a follower. With your talent, you'll be able to shine in the Central Continent in the future!"
Naran Ruyu stared at Su Yi, and his cold voice spread out.
He also felt that something was amiss. Yi Su in front of him seemed to have his hands and feet tied, and had not truly gone all out in the battle. Therefore, he was also surprised. He quietly observed the situation, and did not dare to be careless.
"Phew!"
Su Yi withdrew his gaze from the formation of the Imperial Palace in the distance and took a deep breath. A faint red light fluctuated in his eyes, and then he looked at the formation of the Shenjian Gate in the distance.
Su Yi looked at the formation of the Shenjian Gate from afar, and fixed his eyes on the thin figure that was extremely uncoordinated with the old face.
"Eh, what's Yi Su doing!"
Suddenly, under countless gazes, Su Yi suddenly knelt on one knee and bowed to the thin, child-like old man in the formation of the Shenjian Gate.
"What's he doing? He seems to be in the direction of the Shenjian Gate!"
"Eh, Yi Su seems to be bowing to the people of the Shenjian Gate!"
"What's going on!"
"…"
At this moment, the whole place was in an uproar, and countless gazes were in an uproar.
Countless gazes followed the direction of Su Yi's bow and fell on the formation of the Shenjian Gate.
In the Shenjian Gate, the expressions of the figures changed, and they were secretly surprised. They could all feel that Yi Su of the Bawang Sect was bowing to someone in the formation of the Shenjian Gate.
The Suruga elder was sitting upright. Suddenly, his hands clenched tightly on the armrests of his chair, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. His eyes narrowed, and light filled them like divine light. The faint wrinkles on his face wriggled, and his whole body trembled inexplicably.
At this moment, the Suruga elder clearly felt that the gaze that was looking at him was so familiar. The fierce young man who appeared like a black dragon was bowing to him.
"That guy seems to be … bowing to our Shenjian Gate!"
In the corner of the crowd, the young disciples of the Shenjian Gate gathered together and looked at the edge of the golden boulder that towered like a mountain. The fierce young man was actually bowing in the direction of the Shenjian Gate. Situ Muyang, Ryugun River, Gong Qi, Jian Shiyi, Sakura Asaka, and the others were all puzzled and surprised.
In the formation of the Heavenly Palace, the Holy Mountain, and the five sects and three factions, they were all puzzled when they saw this scene.
After bowing, Su Yi stood up and looked directly at Naran Ruyu, who was floating low in the air. A faint, cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there were a few streaks of blood on it, which added to his fierceness.
"He still wants to fight!"
"Yi Su has no intention of surrendering!"
The whole place was inexplicably tense, and there was a special atmosphere in the air. There seemed to be a strange silence, like the silence before a volcano erupts.
Everyone's gazes subconsciously focused on the ferocious young man at this moment.
Under everyone's gaze, Su Yi stretched out his hand and wiped something on his face. Then, his body wriggled, and there was the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
"Is he going to fight with all his might?"
In the formation of the Heavenly Palace, Merciless West's eyes suddenly flashed.
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