Just as the crowd was in shock, another figure suddenly appeared at the front of the seats.
Clad entirely in white, his face pale to the point of looking sickly, with delicate, almost feminine features, it was none other than the head of the South City Guard, Du Chuan.
A murmur of surprise broke out among the spectators.
Du Chuan's gaze swept across the arena. When he saw Di Qiong, he was slightly taken aback.
Why would this petty clash among youngsters even draw me here? That shouldn't happen.
He slowly approached Di Qiong, a faint smile on his lips:
"General Di, what wind brings you here? Could it be that you enjoy watching young people misbehave?"
Di Qiong glanced at him and let out a cold snort:
"Hmph. Weren't you coming too?"
Du Chuan's smile didn't falter. He replied calmly:
"That Lin Yi boy has offended my City Guard, so naturally I should come see for myself. But General Di is appearing here too… I must admit, I'm somewhat surprised."
Di Qiong let out a cold laugh:
"This boy offended your City Guard, and I am pleased. So naturally, I came to witness it. I want to see how he continues to humiliate your City Guard."
At this, Du Chuan's smile vanished, his eyes turning icy cold.
"If General Di wants to see, I will later present this boy's head before you so you can have a clear look!"
Just as the tension between them reached its peak, Luo Yunshu, head of the Luo family, appeared with several family elders. His wife, Xiao Yue, stood beside him.
Next to Luo Yunshu stood a youth of flawless, handsome features, exuding natural elegance. A sword hung at his waist, his head slightly raised, face full of arrogance and confidence.
This youth was one of tonight's combatants: Luo Chen, the eldest son of the Luo family.
Seeing Di Qiong and Du Chuan, Luo Yunshu hurried forward, smiling politely:
"Master Du, General Di!"
Di Qiong simply nodded coldly.
Du Chuan replied with a hollow smile. Then he turned to Di Qiong and teased:
"General Di, you were looking forward to seeing that Qingshan boy embarrass my City Guard, weren't you?"
"You Luo family better make him worth watching. Don't disappoint General Di."
Luo Yunshu smiled faintly:
"General Di overestimates that boy. He is no match for my son, Luo Chen."
Clearly, the Luo family was choosing to side with the City Guard.
Luo Chen stepped forward confidently:
"My father is correct. A mere boy from Qingshan County? One move from me will subdue him!"
Hearing their united front, Di Qiong's expression darkened. He snorted coldly, saying nothing further.
In truth, he didn't believe Lin Yi could defeat Luo Chen; his earlier words were merely a verbal spar with Du Chuan.
Du Chuan, seeing Di Qiong flustered, was delighted and casually chose a seat.
The Luo family members also took their places.
Luo Yunshu gestured:
"Chen'er, step onto the stage."
"Yes, Father!"
Luo Chen responded respectfully, then lightly tapped his toes, landing steadily at the center of the arena.
The moment he appeared, the crowd erupted.
Eyes filled with admiration, awe, and reverence.
Especially the young maidens, whose eyes gleamed with love as they gazed at the handsome and elegant Luo Chen.
Luo Chen relished the attention, spreading his arms slowly, tilting his head back slightly, closing his eyes, and taking a deep, satisfied breath.
"This feeling is intoxicating!" he murmured.
At that moment, a figure in white streaked across the night sky, landing gracefully in the arena.
All eyes followed him.
Clad in white, with refined, noble features, he stood like an orchid in the wind.
"That's the boy who destroyed the Tang family? Lin Yi?"
"Yes, I saw him at the South City gate yesterday."
"So ferocious, yet he looks so… handsome."
Whispers rippled through the crowd again.
Lin Yi's eyes shone like stars, his expression calm as he faced Luo Chen and asked, his voice even and composed:
"You're the eldest young master of the Luo family?"
Luo Chen flinched slightly, then let out a soft laugh.
"You must be Lin Yi. Not bad… I am the one who will take—"
"Oh."
Lin Yi cut him off.
All he needed to know was that the man in front of him was his opponent.
The rest of the words held no interest.
In the next moment, a terrifying aura from the Meridian Clearing Realm suddenly erupted from Lin Yi's body!
The white-clad youth planted both feet with explosive force. One step ripped through the night sky, and in an instant, he stood directly before Luo Chen.
His right fist clenched tight, carrying the weight of mountains and seas, and slammed down toward Luo Chen's head!
"What?"
Luo Chen's pupils constricted sharply. The arrogance on his face vanished, replaced by sheer horror.
Breath Condensation Realm!
This youth from Qingshan County was actually a master of the Breath Condensation Realm!
Wasn't he supposed to be only at the Meridian Clearing Realm?
Luo Chen's mind went blank.
How could he fight this?
Lin Yi's fist was too fast. At this moment, he didn't even have time to draw the sword at his waist.
In desperation, he could only raise his arms, crossing them above his head in defense.
"Boom!"
A deep, resounding impact shook the arena.
Lin Yi's fist slammed solidly into Luo Chen's arms.
The silver platform trembled violently!
Luo Chen felt a horrifying force surge into his body like a sudden mountain flood.
Pain!
Pain so excruciating it stole his breath!
Then—
Ah—!
A piercing scream echoed through the arena.
All eyes widened in shock.
Luo Chen's body exploded.
Flesh and shattered bones flew outward like a torrential storm, blood mist instantly filling the arena!
Luo Chen was dead.
[Killed a Meridian Clearing Realm cultivator, Violence Points +600][Violence Points: 2300]
Silence fell over the arena—utter, suffocating silence.
Everyone froze, stunned, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
Luo Chen had been defeated!
And not a single word left his mouth before the white-clad youth's fist ended his life!
How could this be possible?
Before the battle, no one believed Lin Yi could win.
After all, he was just a youth from Qingshan County, while his opponent was the eldest young master of the Luo family.
The gap seemed insurmountable.
But no one expected the outcome to be like this.
On the rooftop of the tavern, Ye Huan's jaw dropped.
"I… what the hell!"
The blade of grass in his mouth fell with a "plink" onto the tiles.
Eyes wide, he was completely dumbfounded.
This… this guy had broken through to the Breath Condensation Realm!
He had just been thinking of seeing Luo Chen get taught a lesson.
He never imagined Lin Yi would do it so quickly.
And he had taken Luo Chen's life!
Beside him, Qiu Shan stared at the white-clad youth in the arena, his heart roaring like a storm.
Muttering to himself, he said, "This youth's strength… might even rival my own."
On the north side of the arena, Fang Qiong was frozen, whispering in disbelief:
"He… he actually won!"
Fang Yu was panting heavily, his face full of incredulity.
Since meeting Lin Yi, it seemed like no danger could survive a single punch from this youth.
How strong could he possibly be?
The two of them were finding Lin Yi more and more unfathomable.
"Perhaps he might even leave here alive tonight," Fang Qiong murmured.
Fang Yu nodded.
This youth had already created so many miracles—another one was nothing.