despicable

As soon as Long Chen finished speaking, Gu Yang on the arena let out a roar, his Aura erupting, shaking the mountains and rivers.

"Mountain-Breaking Spear!"

Gu Yang had actually concentrated all his strength into this one strike; this was a blow that poured out his entire heart and soul.

This strike carried all the Aura gathered from his previous moves, pushing his Aura to a peak before unleashing it.

It must be known that Gu Yang himself was a top-tier expert, and among all the Disciples of the branch academy, he was the first to experience an Awakening of his ancestral runes.

His mastery over the ancestral runes was deeper than anyone else's, and within the branch academy, aside from Long Chen and Tang Waner, he was the most powerful.

He viewed this battle as extremely important; if he won, his Dao Heart would be greatly solidified, making it easier to break through his Bottleneck.

If he lost, it would be a blow to him. In reality, for Gu Yang, this was an extremely risky gamble; he could not afford to lose.

The moment Gu Yang thrust his spear, the Dao-Deriver's expression changed drastically. He knew he had been tricked; it turned out the opponent had been building up his Aura throughout the intense battle, and he hadn't even realized it.

At first, he had intended to avoid Gu Yang's edge, because Gu Yang was indeed powerful, and he saw no need to clash head-on with him.

His greatest advantages were his defense and sustained combat power, so when he saw Gu Yang's frenzied attacks, his heart was filled with mockery.

Such attacks could not last long, and once Gu Yang felt exhausted, he would have complete control over life and death.

However, he hadn't expected that Gu Yang had been secretly accumulating his Aura all along. Now, the opponent had unleashed the Aura gathered from hundreds of moves in an instant, like a hundred rivers converging or ten thousand horses galloping; it was too late for him to stop it.

Seeing Gu Yang's spear strike, the terrifying Aura locked onto him firmly, and he was unable to dodge, forced to clash head-on.

The Dao-Deriver wore a solemn expression, his hands rapidly forming a very strange seal in front of him. The runes at the center of his brow lit up rapidly, and suddenly, a rock shield a foot thick appeared before him.

"Rock Essence Shield!"

Countless patterns lit up on the rock shield, making it look as if it were forged from steel, giving people a feeling of extreme solidity.

"Boom!"

The golden spear stabbed into the massive stone shield, and that shield, which had appeared incomparably sturdy, shattered instantly.

The power attached to the golden spear surged like a tide into the Dao-Deriver's body, sending him flying.

"Pfft!"

While flying backward, he could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood. What shocked him was that his strongest defense had actually been shattered.

Not only was the shield shattered, but his internal organs had also been injured by the powerful force attached to the spear; he simply couldn't believe it.

Compared to his combat power, he had even more confidence in his own defenses, which was why Luo Bing had let him fight the first match to play it safe.

With his attack style that combined offense and defense, he should have had a great chance of winning against Tang Waner, but he hadn't expected that Tang Waner wouldn't even make a move; instead, a Core Disciple had charged out.

And this powerful Core Disciple had actually forced him into a bind, eventually even breaking his strongest defense.

How could he not be shocked? After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he hurriedly steadied himself, just about to make a move.

The golden spear tip was already stopped in front of his brow. Gu Yang coldly said, "You lost."

At this moment, Gu Yang's face was pale, and he was panting incessantly. Clearly, that last strike had exhausted all his strength; it was a success-or-die strike.

Gu Yang had indeed won; if he hadn't stopped his attack, the Dao-Deriver would already be a corpse.

The Dao-Deriver was shocked, angry, and unwilling; he had actually lost just like that?

Seeing Gu Yang's pale face and swaying figure, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed Gu Yang's spear.

"Idiot, you're the one who lost!"

The Dao-Deriver roared, grabbing the spear tip and pushing forward with force. Gu Yang's strength was exhausted, and he was completely unable to withstand the force.

The spear shaft slammed heavily into Gu Yang's chest, the sound of cracking bones echoing throughout the arena. Gu Yang was instantly sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he rolled off the arena.

"Bastard, you're courting death! We're going to kill you all!"

The Dao-Deriver had clearly lost, yet he had acted so despicably and shamelessly. This instantly ignited the fury of the branch academy's Disciples.

"Hmph, I never admitted defeat, so why say I lost? Not daring to strike just proves he's a pig. Courage is also a kind of strength, don't you know that?" the Dao-Deriver said with a sneer.

At this moment, Long Chen also stood up, the veins on his hands bulging. He wished he could go up right now and hack this shameless bastard to death.

"Luo, is this the kind of Disciple you have in your branch academy?" Long Chen said coldly.

"Hmph, on the arena, there is no such thing as being soft-hearted. To win, one should use any means necessary. This just proves how stupid you are. Haven't you handed over the merit points yet?" Luo Bing said with a sneer.

Tu Fang's face turned black: "Long Chen, what do you say?"

Tu Fang's meaning was clear; this guy was bullying them too much. As long as Long Chen gave the word, he would go against them. Anyway, since they had already made a move, Ling Yunzi would definitely not stand idly by.

"Give it to her," Long Chen shook his head. Now was not the time to fall out.

Tu Fang had no choice but to transfer the eighty thousand merit points they had won back to the other side. Watching the expressions of Tu Fang and the others, Luo Bing felt a sense of comfort in her heart.

The greatest hobby in her life was watching others look unhappy; only then would she feel satisfied. Her personality was just that twisted.

Especially when she saw Long Chen, who always had a calm, water-like expression, actually showing a look of anger, she felt even more satisfied.

Gu Yang had lost, and even the golden spear in his hand had been snatched away by the opponent. According to the unwritten rules of the arena, if a Martial Artist couldn't even keep their weapon, they had no face to ask for it back.

Gu Yang was currently being supported by a healer as he walked in front of Long Chen:

"Long Chen, I've let you down. I lost."

After speaking, Gu Yang actually bent his knees and knelt down. Gu Yang felt so ashamed and indignant that he wanted to die.

Long Chen had given him such a precious opportunity, yet in the end, he had been soft-hearted and thrown away the chance for victory. He felt he had no face left to show anyone.

Just as Gu Yang was about to kneel, Long Chen grabbed him by the collar and roared:

"Are you a man or not? It's just one defeat, what's the big deal?

Besides, even if you lost, you lost with honor. They won, but they won in a cowardly way, so you have nothing to be ashamed of!" Long Chen roared.

"When the Nine Li Secret Realm opens, this kid will definitely go in. If you want to wash away your shame, just kill him inside the Secret Realm and snatch your weapon back!"

Long Chen's words were not intended to avoid anyone; he said them openly and honestly, and everyone heard them clearly.

Tu Fang's heart trembled. Killing fellow Disciples inside the Nine Li Secret Realm was a huge taboo. However, in the end, he didn't say anything, deciding to remind Long Chen about it privately later.

"Kill me? Hmph, keep dreaming. If you dare to make a move against me inside the Nine Li Secret Realm, I will definitely make sure you die without a burial place!" The Dao-Deriver, who had retreated back into his team and was looking at the spear in his hand with excitement, couldn't help but mock after hearing Long Chen's words.

"Long Chen, I'll listen to you. This time I swear, in this lifetime, I will absolutely never let you down again," Gu Yang took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Long Chen nodded, looking coldly at the mocking Luo Bing and the others. Very well, since you want to play big, then we'll play big.

"Let's change things up for the next match; let's have a two-on-two battle," a sinister smile appeared on Luo Bing's face.

Following her words, two men jumped onto the arena. Both of them had powerful Auras, and their whole bodies radiated a cold, sinister energy that made people's bones feel chilled. Both of them were Dao-Derivers.

What surprised everyone the most was that these two people looked almost exactly the same; they were actually a pair of twins.

A pair of twins, and both were Dao-Derivers; this was truly astonishing.

"I am Bo Shidong."

"I am Bo Shixi."

The two spoke almost simultaneously. One of them glanced at the other, and that person immediately shut up.

One of them said, "Our brothers are here to learn from the tricks of you bumpkins. If you feel it's unfair, you can also have two Dao-Derivers fight together; our brothers will not refuse anyone."

After saying that, the man stared at Tang Waner and Long Chen, his eyes filled with provocation.

"Long Chen, leave these two to me," Tang Waner said.

Long Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "Then you have to promise me to go for the kill; you are not allowed to show mercy."

Long Chen knew Tang Waner's personality. He could see that these two twins were a bit strange and likely possessed very powerful methods. If Long Chen hadn't guessed wrong, it should be a combined attack technique.

He knew Tang Waner's strength best. Since the Fusion of her Innate Dao runes, Tang Waner's strength had become increasingly terrifying, to the point that even Long Chen didn't know exactly what level she had reached.

However, one thing was certain: Tang Waner's strength should not be inferior to his own, because he could instinctively feel the pressure Tang Waner exerted on him.

"I promise you, once I start, I will try to leave them dead, not alive," Tang Waner looked at Long Chen and said solemnly.

Gu Yang's previous experience had made all the Disciples on the branch academy's side so angry that their lungs were about to explode; the opponent was truly too hateful.

Gu Yang had clearly won and shown mercy, not killing the opponent, yet the opponent had despicably and shamelessly launched a sneak attack and even snatched Gu Yang's weapon, filling even Tang Waner, who usually disliked killing, with murderous intent.

Therefore, even if Long Chen hadn't urged her, she would absolutely not make the same mistake Gu Yang had made; she was going to use her full strength.

Seeing that only Tang Waner came up while Long Chen remained seated, the two brothers couldn't help but ask:

"That kid, you wouldn't be afraid of death and not dare to come up, right?"

"He looks decent enough, but it turns out he's a coward. Pfft!"

"You two had better shut your mouths. To deal with you two, I alone am enough," Tang Waner said coldly.

A lewd smile appeared on the two brothers' faces: "Hehe, a beauty like you serving our two brothers is indeed enough."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the world changed color. Behind Tang Waner, thousands of wind blades appeared, covering the sky and blocking the sun, rushing towards the two.

"Die!"