Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

The most important thing is whether you can defeat your opponent.

Lightning galloped, and at this moment Liang Yu was like the Star Lord descending to earth, with silver hair flying everywhere. Even the celestial phenomena changed with the girl's movement, as she pointed her three-foot Green Blade!

"All spirits bow in worship, commanding thunder, ghosts and demons shudder, spirits lose their form..."

"Inside there is thunder, the sound of thunder hidden, wisdom crosses, five energies surge..."

"Heaven's thunder and earth's fire, hear my command! Kill!"

To be honest.

To fight like this, who's winning or losing is already unimportant.

Everyone present opened their mouths wide, eyes wide open, gazing in astonishment at the silver-haired woman in the center of the Martial Arts Arena. Even Gu Miyun, the current Chief Disciple of Swordmaster Peak standing near Dragon Head Peak's disciples, couldn't help but swallow.

Reasonably speaking, he could see that Liang Yu was a spent force, and as long as he endured this wave Liang Yu would surely be defeated, but the problem is.

How can he withstand it without getting hurt?

"Is this Foundation Establishment? This is just eight years old!"

Turning around and running.

At this point, he couldn't care less about the dignity of being a senior apprentice, considering even during a fight with someone at the Nascent Soul Stage he might not see such a scene. Just being able to spar with a princess bearing a nation's fortune was already an honor for this Purple Cloud Palace disciple.

The whole person shot out like a sharp sword, and His Senior Brother reflexively took up the armor plate to block. This was the magic treasure his master gave him for survival, and if it weren't for the urgent situation, he wouldn't have taken it out to use directly.

In ordinary times, this duel would have probably been stopped, but starting from the previous few days, it was personally overseen by the Peak Master and Sect Master, so since they didn't speak, no one dared to stop it directly.

Even the expressions of those old domains were in a state of shock, for those bearing a nation's fortune were few in number. The concept of one carrying national fortune, using Western terminology, referred to possessing the power of faith within their body.

To be sufficiently kind to the people, receiving heartfelt adoration from the people, enshrining their deity day and night, only such could gather national fortune. This in itself was a very mysterious concept, among Purple Cloud Palace inside anyone who had seen such peculiar person, presumably only...

The current Sect Master and that Junior Master.

Zzla!

Ear-piercing thunder made people's scalps tingle.

Under His Senior Brother's peak of Core Formation cultivation, the armor plate at this moment was hit to crack open a chasm, and the huge impact sent him flying a dozen meters. It's just that the Martial Arts Arena was large enough to keep him from being thrown out, stretching hundreds of meters in length and width.

Embarrassed, he rolled a few rounds on the ground, his hand's light ring looking somewhat cracked but was at least still intact. Realizing the thunder was still roaring, he mustered strength to prop his body up and turned to run.

"Run, run! This crazy woman shouldn't last long, just endure a little more and I'll be victorious..."

Running without the slightest hesitation, while dodging he also pulled out all his magic treasures to delay time as much as possible.

The battle had reached this point where both sides could be described as fighting to the end, uh, not that exaggerated, but at least neither would concede easily, gritting their teeth. If it were a regular spar or private duel, faced with this situation, he'd probably have surrendered directly.

After all, they were fellow sect members, no need to fight like this, but the problem was this was the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Grand Ceremony, where he had almost exhausted all his potential and cards in hand for this martial arts event. It concerned his future career prospects heavily.

If he were defeated by a Foundation Establishment girl, how would his master view him afterwards? What if fellow members brought this matter up in the future?

Would he still have a place in Purple Cloud Palace later?

"Block for me! Eight-ridged bright silver hammer, break for me!"

He let out a low roar.

Again a direct collision, but now confronting Liang Yu's terrifying thunder element, it was a one-sided state of overwhelming destruction. The golden needle could not approach, his own magic treasures couldn't shatter her defenses, he could only rely on his stronger physique and cultivation to barely hold on.

Crack—

The armor plate sounded cracks.

As the cracks spread, finally, it was shattered.

"Cough, cough cough cough!"

The surging thunder light abruptly paused.

Upon closer examination, Liang Yu's silver hair had returned to normal, once again turning black, indicating her strongest state had ended.

Looking at one another, both had reached the level of desperate hand-to-hand combat, from this it could be seen Purple Cloud Palace disciple was extraordinary, not only this His Senior Brother, but actually the little princess also had a bitter feeling.

If normally facing those Wild Fox Zen challenges outside, not to mention high grades of Core Formation, she had beaten peak Core Formation people before in significant numbers. The key was after joining Swordmaster Peak, she followed senior apprentices in rigorous training for two months, and her strength had greatly increased.

By her own judgment standard, that is, if she had faced Jiang Feng two months ago with her current state, she would definitely not lose.

However, she was already exhausted.

At present, this His Senior Brother was definitely considered a top hand among Purple Cloud Palace's third generation disciples. Although lacking those earth-shattering Daoist skills, his conduct and combat methods were calm. Even during close combat with her Swordsmanship, she could only gain the upper hand, unable to secure victory.

In terms of Daoist skills, she was utterly drawn thin, whether it's combat method, approach, or experience, he surpassed her many times over. That's why Purple Cloud Palace disciples nearly all were required to be exiled outside for several years.

Now this His Senior Brother in a few days would turn forty, in terms of talent, he perhaps not is in the best group, but in terms of battle experience, he was undoubtedly correct. Upon seeing Liang Yu intending to settle with one decisive move, almost all thoughts revolved around "delaying" and "exhausting".

Seeing the opponent also having reached her limits, the girl raised her three-foot Green Blade once again, but now it was trembling, unlike earlier when the overflowing energy seemed to burst forth from her body.

Just as Liu Tangxi had said, she was straining herself, paying the price of injury to her own body in order to persist.

"Natural worlds, dissipate impure energy, mystical void within, bright supreme source, gods of the eight directions... cough cough cough!"

Coughing a mouthful of blood.

The pain seemed to be burning the viscera at this moment. Just now when she cast Thunder Technique, she hadn't felt that uncomfortable, after all when thunder element entered the body she would feel numb. But when she snapped back to reality, the torment was unimaginable.

She stood straight with force, but still spat out a sentence from between her teeth, subsequently, clouds overhead that were about to disperse began to boil again!

"Eight Directions Cloud Surge, Heaven Thunder moves..."

Pa!

An unforeseen change appeared.

Everyone's attention was on Liang Yu, but no one noticed when another person took to the stage.

The remaining elders were aware but did not intervene, others' attention shifted from Liang Yu.

Drawing their gaze toward the tall man standing behind the opponent.

One hand directly grasped the blade, seized it tightly, and the gathered thunder element dispersed within the man's palm, re-entering his body. The clouds in the sky silently dissipated without the summons. In just a few seconds, the sky returned to clear, as if nothing had happened.

If not for the shattered traces on the ground, the many disciples present might have thought they were dreaming.

"We concede."

"Senior Brother, you, why, I can still..."

"His Senior Brother, the fault lies in our being inconsiderate, all reasons are with me, we caused offense."

He still stood up to take responsibility.

Jiang Feng had the authority to concede on behalf of his junior apprentices. Although he was the chief disciple with the lowest realm among the Nine Peaks mountain gates, he was indeed one of Swordmaster Peak's current leaders, only Liu Tangxi spoke with greater authority than him within the mountain gate.

At this point, winning or losing was no longer important. There was the possibility to easily win by having the junior girl call upon Divine Thunder once more, because now His Senior Brother similarly had no strength to counter.

Yet he chose to concede.

In his eyes, compared to this so-called "mountain gate honor," the junior sister's health was more important.

"Senior Brother..."

She just exchanged a glance with him, through Jiang Feng's gaze, she knew her Senior Brother's concession was correct, even if she was unwilling.

Liang Yu weakly lowered her hand.

For a moment, the girl's expression was somewhat dejected, her body softened nearly to the point of falling, her eyes rolling up almost fainting.

Upon loosening to the ultimate, such would be the result. Even Jiang Feng's fists tightened, wishing he could give himself two slaps, without any avoidance, directly raised the girl intending to return to the mountain gate.

But before making a move, behind him came the man's weak yet somewhat relieved voice.

"Brother Jiang, why did you say that? This battle, I lost, thoroughly defeated..."