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The hook was extremely shiny, like a full moon that hung high in the sky. Its radiance was so bright that everyone had to squint and use their hands to shield the light, to try to clearly witness this ever-changing and exciting battle that had exceeded their expectations.

In the brightness, Xuanyuan Yun's weapon suddenly stopped at the most crucial timing.

As he slanted his body past Meng Fuyao, he quickly said, ”Let me see him, and I'll lose to you.”

Meng Fuyao was momentarily stunned, and she nearly choked.

'This child is willing to give up on the champion title just to see Zong Yue?' she thought.

'He really has great charisma…'

The hook stopped in front of her face as Xuanyuan Yun waited for a reply. But Meng Fuyao only smiled.

Just as quickly, she replied, ”That's his business, and I have no right to interfere. Anyway, I don't need your mercy.”

Meng Fuyao had yet to finish saying the word ”mercy” when Xuanyuan Yun promptly retreated at the speed of wind. However, he was too late, or rather, he was already destined to lose out on the opportunity to beat Meng Fuyao when he stopped.

Meng Fuyao gave a low holler and extended her fingers.

A very bright gleam suddenly appeared in her palm. It was first a white cluster of righteous air, which quickly expanded and outshone the moonlight. The center was scorching hot, and the sides were like flames that spread like wildfire. The remaining planks erupted from the ground and flew backward as though someone was rapidly dragging them away, forcing spectators in the front row to run away from their seats.

Ahead of them, Prince Heng and the referee sat on high ground stacked up by the same planks. Those strong planks that were secured by metal chains also silently collapsed, causing Prince Heng to nearly fall in embarrassment.

The sixth level of the Cleaving Nine Heavens technique, ”Sunrise”!

Ocean waves and velvety clouds were bathed in an orange-gold illumination, like the rise of a burning sun!

When sunlight appeared, there was no place at all for moonlight.

Xuanyuan Yun's expression changed. It was still air filled with righteousness, but he was knowledgeable enough to know that he would not be able to directly counter it. He backed off like a bolt of lightning, at a speed no slower than Meng Fuyao's previous strike.

Nevertheless, two fingers were gently placed on his throat.

In contrast with his frosty aura, this pair of fingers were hot, searing passionately like fire. His throat stiffened as he felt the scorching heat on his throat, causing him to have goosebumps.

On the destroyed stage, strong winds blew by, causing his robe to flutter in the air, emphasizing his narrow yet strong figure. Another glimmer of sunlight gently shone, revealing her fingers that were steadily pinching her opponent's throat.

That glimmer slowly compressed into a white glow at her fingertips which aimed directly at the vital spot, causing the thousands of people in the audience to become silent.

The referee opened his mouth to speak a few times, but no word was expressed. Finally, he gawked, ”Meng Fuyao, won!”

Though everyone knew that this was the outcome, they continued to suck in their breath. As the noise created rang through the gigantic stage, it sounded like giants hiccuping.

In the meantime, Xuanyuan Yun did not dare to blink as he waited for Meng Fuyao to release her fingers, which Meng Fuyao did not do. He was already about to tear from the strong white light, and his eyes turned red as though he was wronged.

Meng Fuyao secretly scolded, ”Rabbit!”

She did want to remove her hands.

But she could not.

Earlier, she had taken a gamble by quickly condensing her inner energy to break into the sixth level of the Cleaving Nine Heavens technique. She was now in a much worse state than Xuanyuan Yun. All the bones in her body seemed to be dislocated, while her abdomen was a chaotic mess - inner energy was dashing in all directions uncontrollably. A slight movement of her finger and she would probably spit a mouthful of blood and all her organs on Xuanyuan Yun.

As she stood rooted to the ground, others thought that she intended to show off and was reluctant to let go of her victorious moment. She was a black horse - a major one - who just wielded one movement and immediately took down Xuanyuan Yun who was most likely the winner of the Meet and caused him to drop out of the tenth place.

It was a battle that everyone expected no controversies and could be settled within three moves. It was indeed three moves, but the winner and loser switched places.

With their jaws agape, they stared at Meng Fuyao who froze in a dramatic pose, but no one thought of rescuing this victorious winner.

On another side of the stage, Yan Jingchen gazed at her figure in a daze. After he stood up from his seat, he never sat down again. When Meng Fuyao wielded her first strike, he had almost blacked out. Even when those wooden planks smashed against his leg, he did not sense them at all.

When Meng Fuyao finished the battle with her last move, and the audience exclaimed in shock, he let out a low cry. ”Ah!”

That cry used up all of his remaining strength.

Others would not know, but after having practiced the Stirring Thunder technique, he understood that the move was the Cleaving Nine Heavens technique!