Chapter 100

Zhan Yi looked at the expressions of the crowd without much concern, and directly turned to Hu Sanlang, saying, "Grandma, I'm really sorry, I lost the first round."

"Hehe, it's fine, Mr. Zhan. There are still four more rounds, right?" Hu Sanlang shook her head and smiled calmly. She had already noticed that Zhan Yi's loss was strange, because from her understanding of Hu Chunli, if she didn't like Zhan Yi, even if he had offended her, she would never just tie him up; she would have killed him long ago.

"But I have a way to win the second round, hehe." Zhan Yi said confidently, and at the same time, secretly used a secret language technique to tell Hu Sanlang the real situation.

"Really? Then let Mr. Zhan arrange the second round." Hu Sanlang, after hearing Zhan Yi's report, was both surprised and angry. However, when she carefully felt the direction Zhan Yi had mentioned, she also sensed the people hiding in the shadows. This left her unsure of what to do, so she decided to follow Zhan Yi's arrangement.

However, although Hu Sanlang agreed, it didn't mean that everyone on her side shared her attitude. Initially, everyone had high hopes for Zhan Yi, but now that he had lost the first round and was still boldly planning the second round, some people couldn't help but speak up: "Grandma, this isn't right. Mr. Zhan is an outsider, how can we let him worry so much?"

"Yes, Grandma, I think we should let Mr. Zhan take a break." Hu Jun also chimed in after hearing someone speak.

"Rubbish, who is in charge here, you or me? What's so surprising about Mr. Zhan losing to Hu Chunli? Who among you can guarantee a win against Hu Chunli? If you can, step forward and let him arrange it." Hu Sanlang frowned and said angrily.

Everyone fell silent after her words. As the leader of the Black Fox Clan, Hu Chunli's realm was similar to Hu Sanlang's, and they were the highest in both clans. How could these people compare?

"Right, one loss doesn't determine the outcome. I think it's good to let Zhan Yi arrange it." Hu Meili spoke up, having been using the secret language technique to communicate with Zhan Yi since he returned. Unfortunately, her parents kept her from getting too close to Zhan Yi.

"Meili, this isn't your business." Hu Meili's parents glared at her.

Meanwhile, the Black Fox Clan had already arranged their next contestant. A man with a human-like fox face stepped out from the crowd, looking arrogant as he said to Zhan Yi's side, "Hello, I am Song Xia Buren. I would like to challenge someone here. Who would like to accept my challenge?"

"Damn, Song Xia Buren, he's not human, boss." Lu Hu said curiously after hearing the man's words.

"Hehe, I think so too, but since he wants someone to teach him, I think I should go this time. I just lost one round, and I can win this one." Zhan Yi said with a mischievous smile.

Song Xia Buren, seeing Zhan Yi step forward, couldn't help but sneer, "Sir, you just fought a round. Aren't you tired? Wanting to fight me now is just asking for trouble."

"No problem, I did lose just now, but this time I can win you. Because from your name, I can tell you're a fool, right?" Zhan Yi said with a carefree smile.

"You... what are you saying?" Song Xia Buren's relaxed expression quickly turned to anger after hearing Zhan Yi's words.

"Didn't you understand? I mean you're a fool, pure and simple. Got it?" Zhan Yi pretended to explain.

"Baka, boy, I'll take your life today. Make your move." Song Xia Buren finally couldn't hold back, drawing his longsword and pointing it at Zhan Yi.

Zhan Yi, seeing Song Xia Buren's angry face, felt very pleased: "Dealing with scum like you, I never make the first move. You go first."

Song Xia Buren, hearing this, let out a roar. He had wanted to maintain some dignity, but Zhan Yi didn't treat him like a human, so he shouted, "Baka, you've made me angry. This is your fault."

"Really? You're angry? Then why don't you just die? Don't you think your foolishness affects others' moods? Ha ha..." Zhan Yi continued to laugh.

Song Xia Buren, hearing Zhan Yi's words, finally exploded, swinging his longsword and shouting, "Boy, today I'll show you my power. Let's see who dies first." As he said this, a bolt of lightning shot from the tip of his sword, heading straight for where Zhan Yi stood.

Zhan Yi, seeing the attack, quickly moved to the side. The lightning exploded where he had been standing, creating a large crater. Zhan Yi turned to look and saw the damage.

"Damn, you have some strength, but it's a pity you missed," Zhan Yi said, shaking his head.

Song Xia Buren, seeing Zhan Yi dodge so easily, was surprised and worried. He quickly swung his sword again, forming a large ball of lightning that shot toward Zhan Yi.

Zhan Yi, feeling the lightning ball approaching, initially planned to block it but changed his mind. He pretended to be a bit slow, and as the lightning ball neared him, it exploded, sending several lightning arrows toward him.

Zhan Yi, pretending to be in pain, waited for the lightning to disappear and then turned to Song Xia Buren with a fearful look, "Damn, you're really strong. I didn't expect you to hit me with your second attack."

Song Xia Buren, seeing he had hit Zhan Yi, was pleased, "Baka, I thought you were strong, but you're so weak. It looks like you won't escape being killed by me today, ha ha..."

"Hmph, if you're so tough, don't use your sword. What kind of victory is it if you use a weapon against me?" Zhan Yi said, pretending to be不服 (unconvinced).

"Fine, boy, today I'll make you admit defeat. I can kill you without my sword," Song Xia Buren said, then casually threw his sword to the ground.

Zhan Yi, seeing this, inwardly laughed but pretended to be desperate, "Alright, then take my punch." He charged at Song Xia Buren, delivering a powerful energy-infused punch to his face.

Song Xia Buren smiled calmly, then moved to the side to dodge. However, he noticed that Zhan Yi didn't continue his attack but instead casually picked up the sword he had thrown to the ground, which puzzled him, "Boy, what are you doing?"

"Hehe, I think this sword is quite useful. I want to use it to cut you down," Zhan Yi said with a mischievous smile. The sword had a sharp blade and a serrated back, making it quite appealing.

"Boy, you're despicable," Song Xia Buren realized he had been tricked.

"Despicable? You MLGB, take this." Zhan Yi, without hesitation, cursed and swung the sword, charging at Song Xia Buren. Song Xia Buren, also quick, dodged and swung his hands, releasing several lightning-shaped energy blades. It was clear he was used to using a sword. Zhan Yi, while dodging, also attacked, and the two engaged in battle.

With the weapon, Zhan Yi fought more bravely, swinging the sword in one hand and releasing energy with the other. Song Xia Buren, also quick, dodged and a circular lightning shield protected his body.

The two exchanged blows, but Song Xia Buren became increasingly worried. He noticed that Zhan Yi's energy seemed endless, and his speed was increasing, while he was struggling to keep up.

Zhan Yi, while fighting, was also thinking. Although his strength was similar to Song Xia Buren's, the latter had more combat experience. If they continued like this, they might not finish by dawn.

Especially with the lightning shield protecting Song Xia Buren, it was like a game's mage. Light energy attacks had little effect, and it was hard to seriously injure him.

After a while, Zhan Yi finally discovered Song Xia Buren's weakness. When he used energy to attack, his shield weakened, and after the energy was released, it strengthened again.

This gave Zhan Yi an idea. He waited for Song Xia Buren to use energy and then used the sword to pierce his shield, leaving several wounds on his buttocks and thighs.

This clearly threw Song Xia Buren into a panic, but he wasn't stupid and knew his weakness in close combat. After being hit a few times, he jumped back, but as soon as he did, Zhan Yi charged forward, swinging the sword at an incredible speed, releasing a barrage of white sword energy that rained down on Song Xia Buren. Zhan Yi didn't stop, continuously swinging the sword.

The sword energy continuously hit Song Xia Buren, and soon his shield couldn't keep up. Wounds appeared on his body, and blood flowed from his wounds. At this point, Zhan Yi slowed down.

He had already weakened Song Xia Buren with his rapid attacks and was now toying with him. A cruel smile appeared on his face, "Don't think you're so tough. Now you know my strength. Use your best move, or you won't have the chance later."

Song Xia Buren, seeing Zhan Yi, showed a hint of fear but then gritted his teeth, "Fine, boy, I didn't expect you to be so skilled. If you're so tough, give me back my sword."

"Hehe, you wish. Do you think I'm as foolish as you? I won't give my weapon to my enemy. Hurry up and use your ultimate move, or I'll cut off your little thing and make you eat it."

"Baka, boy, you're despicable. Since you're asking for it, don't blame me for using my ultimate move." Song Xia Buren raised his hands, and lightning gathered above his head, forming a dense ball. He shouted, "Lightning Fury, break!"

After shouting, Song Xia Buren spat out a mouthful of blood and pushed his hands forward, sending a massive ball of lightning toward Zhan Yi. Zhan Yi, seeing the attack, knew this was likely the opponent's ultimate move. To release it, he had even used his own essence, which a cultivator would only do in a life-or-death situation.

But Zhan Yi had no qualms. He swung the sword, releasing a huge energy burst to meet the lightning ball. The two collided in the air, creating a loud explosion. Song Xia Buren's body flew back like a broken kite, spitting out a stream of blood, "Ah..."

He finally landed several meters away, and most importantly, the sword was embedded in his crotch. Zhan Yi, during the energy collision, had thrown the sword to sneak an attack, successfully injuring Song Xia Buren and causing the energy to backfire, embedding the sword in his crotch.

Seeing Song Xia Buren struggling on the ground, Zhan Yi sneered, "Now I've given you back your sword. Are you satisfied? Why didn't you catch it with your hand? Do you think your crotch is hard? Ha ha..."

Song Xia Buren, blood flowing from his mouth and hand covering his crotch, glared at Zhan Yi with hatred, "Boy, you're despicable and shameless. You ambushed me. Our organization will never let you go. You will die a miserable death."

Zhan Yi, looking at Song Xia Buren with disgust, "Go to hell. I hate being threatened. Since you said that, I'll make your organization hate me even more." He stepped forward and, with the sword, made Song Xia Buren scream in agony, clutching his crotch, "You... despicable scoundrel, you cut my... "

Zhan Yi, seeing this, kicked Song Xia Buren's crotch a few more times, "You keep screaming. I'll make you stop."

Song Xia Buren's companions couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Stop, you've already won. Why are you still hitting him?"

Zhan Yi, holding the sword to Song Xia Buren's neck, said, "Don't come closer, or I'll cut off his head." They stopped.

"Hmph, you say I've won, but he hasn't admitted defeat. How do I know he won't resist?" Zhan Yi said, kicking Song Xia Buren's crotch a few more times.

Finally, Song Xia Buren, in pain, shouted, "Ah... it hurts so much. Spare me, please. I admit defeat. I surrender, wu..."

"Damn, if you had said that earlier, it would have been fine. You said you'd kill me, thinking you were so tough. Now you're just a waste. How pathetic." Zhan Yi finally stopped. By this point, he had kicked Song Xia Buren's crotch so hard that it was almost unrecognizable. Although Song Xia Buren wasn't dead, he was close.

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