The entire arena was enveloped in a rain of swords, obscuring the figures of Zhangsun Fengye and Jiang Xun from view.

The sky split apart, clouds scattered, and the aftermath of the battle spread far and wide, causing many to shudder and their souls to tremble.

The massive arena was shattered into hundreds of pieces, debris flying everywhere.

“Swish, swish, swish—”

Everything on the arena seemed to transform into sharp sword beams, from tiny stones to specks of dust.

Such a terrifying sword aura left the spectators feeling deeply apprehensive. If they were to face such a move, survival would be nearly impossible.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Zhangsun Fengye had nowhere to hide, nor did he intend to. Countless sword beams struck him, initially leaving only shallow marks, but as more and more beams landed, his skin split open, and blood covered his body.

With the simplest of moves, a punch and a kick, he broke through everything in front of him.

Zhangsun Fengye forced his way to Jiang Xun, seized the moment, and withstood the incoming sword with his left hand while his right hand formed a palm and struck Jiang Xun’s chest hard.

“Rip!”

The Shaoyang Sword pierced through Zhangsun Fengye’s left hand, the residual sword intent slicing his cheek, causing blood to flow immediately.

This was Jiang Xun’s most powerful strike, having recently acquired a superior sword manual and cultivated it to a certain realm.

To unleash this sword strike, Jiang Xun had exhausted most of the spiritual qi in his body.

Even though Jiang Xun wanted to defend, he couldn’t withstand Zhangsun Fengye’s full-force palm strike.

“Boom!”

The palm strike instantly shattered the protective supernatural power Jiang Xun had condensed outside his body, landing solidly on his chest.

Jiang Xun’s face changed dramatically, his chest caved in, and several bones broke.

At the same time, Jiang Xun had to retreat to dissipate the force. Since the Shaoyang Sword was stuck in Zhangsun Fengye’s left hand, he had no choice but to let go of the sword.

At this moment, if he didn’t release the sword and retreat to dissipate the force, Jiang Xun’s injuries would become much more severe. He had no time to think and had to act.

A mouthful of blood nearly spilled from his lips, but Jiang Xun tightly pressed his lips together, swallowing the blood back down.

A swordsman without his sword.

The outcome of this battle was already clear.

Even though both were injured, Zhangsun Fengye had the upper hand.

On the ruined arena, the two stared at each other from a distance, the atmosphere oppressive to the extreme.

Gusts of wind whipped up, spreading the oppressive atmosphere around.

Everyone held their breath, unsure of the situation.

After a while, Jiang Xun’s hoarse voice said, “I lost.”

“Without life and death decided, how can there be talk of winning or losing?”

Zhangsun Fengye seemed unsatisfied, wanting to continue the fight.

“A swordsman losing his sword is a great humiliation.”

Jiang Xun said in a deep voice.

Swish!

Zhangsun Fengye pulled the Shaoyang Sword from his left hand, licked the wound with his tongue, staining his lips a bewitching red.

The Shaoyang Sword struggled fiercely, wanting to escape Zhangsun Fengye’s grasp.

However, Zhangsun Fengye’s physical strength was too formidable, making it difficult for the Shaoyang Sword to break free.

“The outcome is decided, let’s end it here.”

Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan couldn’t let Zhangsun Fengye’s second personality continue to cause trouble and quickly stepped forward.

The result of this battle surprised many.

“The Dongli Sword Disciple actually lost, unbelievable.”

“The top of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness, his strength is unfathomable, truly terrifying.”

“If it were us, we wouldn’t last ten rounds.”

“The Sword Disciple lost… impossible, how could it be?”

Most of the Heaven’s Pride couldn’t accept it, especially the sword cultivators of the Dongli Sword Sect. In their eyes, the Sword Disciple’s strength was unparalleled among his peers, never to be defeated, at worst a draw.

However, Zhangsun Fengye was too monstrous, his physical skills unmatched among his peers. Even with thousands of sword beams striking him, they only left superficial wounds, not shaking his foundation.

Anyone else would have been turned to pulp.

Zhangsun Fengye, ignoring his injuries, still wanted to fight.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan immediately approached Zhangsun Fengye and whispered, “Madman, that’s enough, return to normal.”

“Why should I listen to you?” Zhangsun Fengye gave a wicked smile, looking like he wanted to take Chen Qingyuan down with him. “How about you fight me, if you can, kill me.”

“…” Chen Qingyuan felt a headache, then had an idea. “If you keep acting crazy, forget about becoming Dao Companions with Liu Lingran.”

Mentioning Liu Lingran, Zhangsun Fengye’s eyes instantly cleared, and his expression froze.

In just a few breaths, the eerie aura was suppressed by Zhangsun Fengye, returning to normal.

“Let’s talk properly, can you not use major life events to threaten me?”

Zhangsun Fengye reverted to his gentlemanly demeanor, somewhat displeased.

“You even wanted to hit me, and you still have the nerve to complain.”

Chen Qingyuan rolled his eyes.

“That was just a reflex.” Zhangsun Fengye muttered, unable to argue.

“Go heal your wounds!” Chen Qingyuan took the Shaoyang Sword in hand, turned to Jiang Xun, and said seriously, “Do you remember the bet for this battle, Sword Disciple?”

“Take it.”

Jiang Xun took out a Fortune Green Lotus and tossed it to Chen Qingyuan.

Breaking a bet was not in Jiang Xun’s character.

Besides, with the Shaoyang Sword in Chen Qingyuan’s hand, he had to get it back.

“Sword Disciple, you’re straightforward.”

Although Chen Qingyuan wanted to keep the Shaoyang Sword, he couldn’t, and had to let go.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the Shaoyang Sword flew back into Jiang Xun’s hand.

Chen Qingyuan looked at the Fortune Green Lotus in front of him and put it away.

“Let’s go!”

Having lost face in this battle and recognized himself, Jiang Xun didn’t plan to stay any longer and spoke to the members of the Dongli Sword Sect.

Immediately, the group from the Dongli Sword Sect disappeared in an instant.

After this battle, Zhangsun Fengye’s name was thoroughly established.

Those Heaven’s Pride from the Imperial Province, who thought themselves superior, all lowered their proud heads.

Zhangsun Fengye sat cross-legged nearby, closing his eyes to heal.

Everyone looked at his figure with awe in their eyes.

Chen Qingyuan looked at the shattered arena, taking quite some time to repair it.

To expand his business and earn more resources.

Chen Qingyuan proposed a new rule in front of everyone: “Everyone, if you want to make bets or have conflicts, you can come here to fight. As the rule maker, I will provide a fair and just stage for you, without any interference. Of course, this is not free, and requires a certain amount of Spirit Stones.”

Previously, everyone would have laughed at Chen Qingyuan, not taking him seriously.

But now, with the battle between Zhangsun Fengye and Jiang Xun, his reputation was established, and no one dared to mock him.