155 A Fair and Aboveboard Showdown! (2/2)

The two people still stood on the platform without any change in their positions. However, the lightning on Zhan Ziye’s right hand was already extinguished, and on the other side, blood began to flow from the corner of Yue Yun’s mouth as he lightly coughed a few times.

Just now, they only had one exchange. However, Zhan Ziye’s lightning actually pierced through Yue Yun’s most proud of clay shield easily. Although his shield had also canceled the power of that lightning palm and didn’t cause any real harm to him, Yue Yun’s protective shield was connected to his Inner Mansion. When it shattered, his inner mansion shook and caused him internal injuries.

While trying to circulate his magical power to repair his inner mansion, Yue Yun inwardly sighed: it was just one move... Moreover, if it were not for his cautiousness, which made him push the shield power to the extreme, just now he wouldn’t have lasted one exchange.

When faced with another disciple from the Five Unique, which had the same if not more privileges as him, Yue Yun finally realized intuitively how strong a real Foundation Establishment cultivator was. That overwhelmingly powerful strength… was simply too much for him.

Although at present there were still all kinds of moves available at Yue Yun’s hands, seeing that the other side had relit the right hand’s lighting, he knew that struggling would be meaningless… Since he had no other choice, it seemed like he had to rely on the bag of tricks given by his Senior Brother.

After thinking about it, Yue Yun opened the mustard seed bag, from which there was only a silk handkerchief.

After he took out that silk handkerchief, Yue Yun was stunned. Yet, he saw opposite of him, Zhan Ziye looked even more surprised. With this divided primordial spirit, he almost couldn’t maintain his lightning body!

”Could it be that this familiar smell belongs to…”

Yue Yun was in disbelief. However, he saw there was also a note in that mustard seed bag, which read: To use this...

”Em, this is, Senior Sister Liu Li’s personal handkerchief that she used to wipe her sweat off. If you want this, just admit defeat.”

After reading, Yue Yun’s hand trembled, and he nearly threw that handkerchief to the ground.

At the same time, silence descended upon the cloud platform. A moment later, a lively maiden voice echoed, ”Ah, that is really my silk handkerchief that I lost two days ago!” Then, an unknown force blocked her mouth and she could no longer speak.

After a long time, Zhan Ziye finally managed to open his mouth, ”What did you say?”

Yue Yun spent a great deal of his resolve to convince himself to read again. ”If you want this handkerchief, just give up.”

”Are you kidding me?”

Yue Yun’s countenance revealed a mixed emotion. ”Em...I wish this is just a joke, but…”

At this time, from among the crowd, someone said, ”Brother Zhan, think about it. On this competition, even if you overcome all the obstacles and become the final winner, so what? You’re already your sect’s lead representative, no more extra benefits would be given. However, you only have one chance to have this handkerchief.”

Zhan Ziye swept his gaze. ”Who is it?”

That sound offstage was illusory, which was obviously purposely concealed by a special mean. Moreover, this was also the Spirit Sword Sect’s home ground, thus, Zhan Ziye couldn’t ascertain that person’s identity.

”What does this kind of exchange activity give you besides vanity? Is there any use for the honored Ten Thousand Arts Sect to be the winner in this? No matter what, everyone has already seen your power. Even if you lose the match, you will not lose your prestige, but instead, you can show your sincerity!”

Zhan Ziye froze. ”This…”

”I believe any woman will not reject a strong, romantic, and sincere man. Therefore, Brother Zhan, you need to carefully consider your option.”

Zhan Ziye earnestly stared at the silk handkerchief in Yue Yun’s hand and began to think about this difficult choice.

The one holding the focus of Zhan Ziye’s gaze felt as if he was surrounded by a deathly silent atmosphere. Thinking about the wrath of Liu Xian, Fang He, and the other Elders later on, Yue Yun wanted to cry but had no tears.

‘Senior Brother, you’ve killed me this time!’

However, on the other hand, if Zhan Ziye really decided to give up, then...

And just at this time, another person offstage shouted, ”Senior Brother, don’t fall for his trick!”

Zhan Ziye turned around, and with a slightly red face, he said, ”Junior Brother Yunfan? What-what are you talking about, how could I fall for such a shitty trick!”

However, as soon as he said that, he immediately focused his gaze on that handkerchief, betraying what he had just said.

Hai Yunfan helplessly shook his head and fished out a prop which was jaw-dropping to his Eldest Brother.

It was another handkerchief. Although it has a different style than that of Yue Yun, the smell was the same.

”Where-where did you get that…!?”

Hai Yunfan sneered, ”Just now I managed to request it from its owner. Senior Sister Liu Li is so generous, she readily traded this handkerchief for two pieces of candy... Senior Brother, listen to me, when you win this match, I will give this handkerchief to you.”

There was a dead silent on the stage. A moment later, that illusory sound ruefully said, ”That fool Liu Li foiled my big plan!”