The sword tip referred to the Crescent Moon Stab blade in Shen Yu’s hand.

Clang clang

Only a harsh metallic screech was heard as the two Soldiers clashed, and a shower of sparks burst out.

The tremendous impact blasted back both the swirling smoke and Shen Yu at the same time.

But even so, a cold sneer still appeared on Shen Yu’s face.

Seeing that sneer, I don’t know why, but the smoke drifting all over my body couldn’t help but jump out.

"Buzzz..."

With a sound that pierced straight into the clouds, Wu Feiyan hurriedly turned her blade and stepped to the side.

However, she was still a bit too slow.

Before the Sword could chop down, the Crescent Moon Stab that had been struck by Wu Feiyan strangely left a clearly visible, deep bloody mark on Wu Feiyan’s shoulder.

A chunk of flesh was sliced off her shoulder, and Wu Yan couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

She hadn’t expected that seemingly unusual girl to be so full of tricks.

At first, Shen Yu had used the tactic of sounding east and stabbing west—using the sound and her left-hand Crescent Moon Stab to deal with the flying smoke.

This move was blocked by Wu Feiyan, and the right-hand Crescent Moon Stab serving as bait took the opportunity to strike Wu Feiyan.

As it turned out, the right Crescent Moon’s real target was Wu Yan at the Wuyan Temple.

However, for some reason, in the end it only left a shocking blood groove on Wu Yan’s shoulder.

This should have been because Shen Yu’s aim wasn’t accurate.

As for why the Crescent Moon Stab had behaved so strangely and still hit, it was because one end of it had a hair-fine thread tied to it.

Getting your shoulder sliced open was enough to make anyone furious.

So before Shen Yu could retreat, Wu Feiyan’s Sword gave a shake and chased right after Shen Yu.

Seeing this, Shen Yu suddenly pulled her body back and retreated.

"Dang dang dang—"

The Longsword sparked madly, smoke roiling around them. In no time at all, it had left more than a dozen dents on the two Crescent Moon blades.

After a fierce exchange, Wu Feiyan’s left palm suddenly slapped out, landing squarely on Shen Yu’s chest at a critical moment.

Pu!

Shen Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly collapsed.

Yet for some reason, even after taking a full palm, there was still a faint smile on Shen Yu’s face.

"It’s poisoned!"

That was the sentence Shen Yu said to Wu Yan with a smile as she fell.

Hearing this, Wu Feiyan suddenly realized that the two Crescent Moon tail spikes Shen Yu had been wielding were gone.

When the swirling smoke suddenly looked down, she abruptly discovered that the two tail spikes had already stabbed into her abdomen.

Like this, even if Wu Feiyan were stupid, she would still understand what Shen Yu’s last line meant.

So Shen Yuqiang’s assault had only been a feint; her real trump card was those two hidden weapons that had long been laced with poison.

After realizing all this, Wu Feiyan’s face suddenly twisted into something extremely ugly.

Even though she had fought Shen Yu, she had never treated her as an enemy.

Yet who could have thought that beneath that beautiful, pure face hid such a vicious and crafty heart.

Seeing Wu Feiyan suddenly freeze, He Yifan, who was standing on another platform, suddenly revealed a faint smile.

This match seemed to be decided.

Obviously, Wu Yan could feel something was wrong with her body; several times she had almost given up.

Now she was utterly enraged at Shen Yu; those eyes, cold as snow to begin with, turned another few degrees colder.

In a flash, her figure flickered, and she once again charged straight at Shen Yu opposite her.

She knew the poison had already spread by now. This strike would likely be her last chance to defeat Shen Yu before she herself collapsed from the poison.

Seeing Wu Yan’s sudden explosive burst, Shen Yu couldn’t help but widen her eyes.

Very quickly, Wu Yan arrived—she didn’t clash with the dancing smoke head-on, but instead began darting back and forth atop the platform.

Shen Yu clearly understood Wu Feiyan’s intent, so she refused to give Wu Feiyan any opening.

By her calculation, as long as three more breaths passed, the Snow Beauty would be completely done for.

At that time, she would be able to win this fight without using any more weapons.

Seeing Shen Yu dodging instead of fighting, Wu Feiyan suddenly flicked her right hand, and the Longsword in her grip spun.

"You know what? From what I’ve heard, Shen Yu and He Yifan are actually a couple. If they weren’t, why would he go so all out to deal with Shen Yuqiang?"

Someone rolled their eyes, clearly not buying the explanation.

"So in that case, Shen Yu getting humiliated by that Ice Snow Beauty—why doesn’t He Yifan go teach Shen Yu a lesson?"

Seeing drama unfold on stage, someone immediately hyped it up with glee.

"Of course he will! Can’t you see his face is pitch black? This time that Snow Beauty is definitely finished!"

Someone sighed, seemingly worrying about Wu Yan’s situation.

Just as people were wondering how she would handle this awkward mess—

They suddenly heard a bang. Shen Yu, who had been entangled by Wu Yan, let out a scream and collapsed onto the arena floor.

Seeing this, He Yifan’s face suddenly went from unreadable to downright terrifying.

He stared at Wu Feiyan, his expression dark. "All right. You’re fine. I’ll remember you."

Though it was only nine words, everyone who heard them couldn’t help but feel a chill.

There was no doubt that He Yifan had the strength to withstand the destructive power of water and clouds.

Once a killer like him remembered you, the ending for Wu Yan and Wu Fei would very likely be miserable.

While many were still watching Wu Feiyan’s platform, the fight between the seated man and Hua Xu came to an end.

They saw Hua Xu suddenly leap into the air, the pressure of his three Life Palace stars abruptly surging over his head, his hands pounding the heavy drum with furious speed and power as he stepped forward once more.

As for the seated Xiongnu, although he had been forced down by Hua Xu at first—

Once the power of his bloodline erupted, he had launched a rapid counterattack.

Now Hua Xu suddenly retaliated in turn. Just moments ago he had been on the back foot, but in no time the situation had been reversed again.

This time, the heavy strikes Hua Xu landed on the drum did not conjure the giant fireball from before, but a massive tiger head.

The tiger head was filled with blood-colored flames, surging like a breached flood, charging madly toward the seated man.

However, it was ruthlessly shredded by a barrage of overwhelming Thunderbolts, torn apart one after another in midair.

As the Thunderbolt bombardment raged, his whole body became shrouded in dense lightning.

When the lightning surged to its peak, the seated man suddenly roared, and the Azure Dragon spear in his hands erupted with power.

In an instant, thunder-light flooded the platform. The Thunder Dragon howled like a starving beast, diving straight at Hua Xu.

Seeing this, Hua Xu’s expression barely changed.

He frantically pounded the drum before him, trying to use a storm of blows to block the Thunder Dragon’s slaughter.

Yet despite the blazing flames and roaring fury, the tiger head was still completely devoured by the Thunder Dragon.

When Hua Xu saw the Thunder Dragon being forced to within a step of him, he suddenly pressed his palms together, gathering his full strength, lifting the three powers of his Life Palace above his head and smashing down hard on the drum.

"Dong!"

A deafening boom shook the sky, and many people hurriedly covered their ears.

Under this strike, the heavy drum that had reached the end of its life suddenly shattered.

At the same time, a fire tiger more than five feet tall roared wildly and charged straight at the Thunderbolt dragon opposite it.

"Dragon and Tiger Fight!"

Seeing this scene, someone couldn’t help but cry out.

"Boom!"

The dragon and tiger collided, and the platform suddenly erupted in a blinding explosion.

Under countless gazes, the massive tiger head and the Thunderbolt Giant Dragon began to shatter inch by inch.

When the last remnants of the dragon and tiger shadows were blown apart, a black-and-blue Longspear was still pressed against Hua Xu’s throat.

At this moment, Hua Xu’s eyes were wide open as he stared in horror at that Longspear filled with death. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn’t dare move a muscle.

Opposite him, the seated man was smiling.

Amid the audience’s cheers, the seated man drew back the Azure Dragon spear.

If not for that spear stopping short, Hua Xu would already be dead.

Seeing the man sit back down and lower the Longspear, Hua Xu slowly let out a long breath.