The flurry of figures in the arena deeply shocked everyone. Be it the students, teachers, or even the elders, everyone fell silent.
Although Yun Ying could easily block Feng Hao's attacks with her high-level Martial Spirit physique, her agility was far inferior to Feng Hao's.
"Pfft!"
Furthermore, Feng Hao had been fighting with all his might. It could be said that every joint on his body had become his weapon. As long as he got close to her, his attacks would be like a torrential storm, never stopping. Finally, after dodging over ten attacks, Yun Ying's slow movements allowed Feng Hao's elbow to strike her in the back. Her face instantly turned pale and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
She suddenly turned around, and her pupils trembled again. She saw a handsome young man with a pair of pitch-black eyes staring coldly at her.
"You've lost, Yun Ying!"
Fenghao stared at that icy cold pretty face. His voice suddenly became a little hoarse. Three years of bitter training, experiencing loneliness, enduring the tempering of blood and sweat, was all for the sake of truly defeating the woman who had unscrupulously humiliated him in front of everyone back then with her own strength.
His body crouched down slightly and suddenly, he leapt up. He was like a desolate beast pouncing on its prey. He did not show any mercy!
Looking at that handsome face from such a close distance, Yun Ying could still see the blurry silhouette of that stubborn youth from back then. Her eyes were a little blurred. This youth, whom she had called mediocre trash, actually possessed the strength to defeat her in just three years. Just who was the mediocre one here?A trace of self-mockery appeared on her face when she thought of this.
"Pfft!"
A surging force gushed out along with Fenghao's fist. A muffled groan that contained pain was emitted from Yun Ying's throat. Soon after, a mouthful of fresh blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth. The bright color of the blood was imprinted on her rosy lips, making her appear both beautiful and enchanting.
Her cold eyes faintly contained some complicated emotions as she stared at the cold youth's face. Suddenly, a huge force sent her flying.
At this moment, the entire place was silent!
Everyone's gazes paused on the figure that was sent flying. The faces of those Inner Academy disciples and young instructors were filled with disbelief.
Yun Ying was the most outstanding person in the younger generation of the Wind Moon Academy. She possessed a rare ice attribute constitution and successfully derived Martial Yuan at the age of eleven, becoming a Martial Practitioner. Within two years, she became a Martial Master at the age of thirteen, and in three years, she became a Martial Grandmaster at the age of sixteen. Now, she was a twenty-one year old Martial Spirit!
Twenty-one years old!Although he did not dare to say that he was the most outstanding student that the Wind Moon Academy had produced in all these years, he was definitely in the top three!
However, such an outstanding person, whom the geniuses of the inner courtyard revered, was defeated by a fifteen-year-old Martial Grand Master youth. Furthermore, he was defeated in such a straightforward manner.
Be it in terms of cultivation or physique, he was utterly defeated!
Advancing to Martial Grand Master at the age of fifteen was not something that had never happened before. However, defeating a Martial Spirit Realm expert as a Martial Grand Master was something that almost no one could do.
Disregarding everything else, was Yun Ying an ordinary Martial Practitioner?Possessing the ice attribute, after displaying a high-grade Profound Rank Martial Technique, she was almost invincible within the Martial Spirit Realm. However, she was defeated. She was defeated by an ordinary non-elemental Martial Yuan youth!
As for physique, there was no need to mention it. Those in the inner courtyard had all experienced the benefits of the Cultivation Tower. Without the benefits of the Cultivation Tower, one would only be able to break through to the next realm and then circulate Martial Yuan to raise one's physique. However, Feng Hao, a newcomer, actually had a physique that was above Yun Ying, who had been in the Cultivation Tower for almost ten years. How did he do it?
This was a question worth pondering!
Possessing the strength of a Martial Spirit Realm at the age of fifteen. As they thought of this, some people quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at each other in dismay. Their faces were instantly filled with shock and cold sweat.
"Let's end this matter here!"
Seeing that Yun Ying no longer had the ability to resist, Hua Yunlong furrowed his brows and his clear voice resounded throughout the entire place.
"No!"
A cold and stubborn voice rang out. Yun Ying, who had originally fallen to the ground, once again stood up shakily. Her pure white clothes were already in a mess and streaks of fresh red marks were thrown onto it. Her appearance was extremely miserable.
"Oh."
Feng Hao slightly raised his eyebrows. He could not help but be secretly surprised at the degree of her stubbornness. From Yun Ying's eyes, he could vaguely see himself from back then.
At that time, wasn't he also the same?
"Sister!"
"Teacher!"
Yun Hu and Wan Xin both rushed into the arena and stood between the two, preventing them from continuing.
"Move, I haven't lost yet!"
Yun Ying's voice was still cold as she wiped away the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. From her words, one could hear her determination.
"Enough!"
Looking at Yun Ying, who was staggering as she walked, Hua Yunlong finally spoke again. His figure also stepped down from the sky and landed beside Yun Ying. His eyes were filled with a bright light as he stared straight at the stubborn pair of eyes.
"You have already lost!"
The old man hardened his heart and said coldly.
"No!I haven't lost yet! "
Facing the old man, tears welled up in Yun Ying's eyes for the first time. Her eyes were misty as she slumped to the ground, causing the dry ground to be wet with drops of water.
"Sigh …"
Hua Yunlong sighed softly. He turned around and looked at that delicate face. His heart was filled with emotions as he said softly. "You win."
Under Wan Xin's reminder, Feng Hao raised his eyebrows. He cupped his hands towards the old man and said respectfully, "Thank you, Dean!"
"Hehe!"
Hua Yunlong forced a smile. He frowned slightly and said, "Feng Hao, since this matter has been resolved, I hope that you can let go of your hatred towards Yun Ying. After all, she is Wan Xin's teacher. Don't you think so?"
"This …"
Feng Hao frowned. He looked at the girl beside him who had an expectant face and nodded slightly. "Let's do as Dean said. As long as she doesn't bully me in the future, this matter will be over."
Actually, he didn't need to kill Yun Ying. Defeating her was equivalent to fulfilling the oath he made back then. That was enough. Moreover, Yun Ying wasn't that easy to kill!
"That's for the best."
Hearing this, Hua Yunlong heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Yun Ying who stood up with Yun Hu's help. He frowned again and said to Yun Ying in a low voice, "You've recovered. Come to my place!"
After saying that, he glanced meaningfully at Wan Xin who was beside Feng Hao and soared into the sky. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace.
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