Just as this thought flashed through Yu Qianqian's mind, she felt an immense force, like a mountain, pierce through her jaw.
Xiao Chou's fist shot upwards, striking her chin. Her entire body resounded with a thunderous boom as she was sent flying into the sky. Her teeth shattered completely, her face distorted, spiraling upwards with blood spraying wildly.
In the next second, Xiao Chou's figure charged forward again, closing the distance between them.
From Yu Qianqian's fishtail, countless needles shot out towards Xiao Chou. But Xiao Chou didn't dodge at all, letting the needles hit him. The thick crystalline layer on his body absorbed most of the damage, though his body was left with numerous wounds, some deep enough to expose bone.
Yet his eyes were blood-red, and with an unstoppable momentum, he reached Yu Qianqian and pressed towards her forehead.
Yu Qianqian panicked.
Xiao Chou grabbed her forehead and plummeted downwards. At that moment, Yu Qianqian felt petrified, her body unable to move, her head spinning, limbs stiff and immobile.
The two of them fell like a meteor from the sky, crashing into the ground with a thunderous roar. Rocks flew everywhere, the impact creating a massive crater.
The tremors lasted several breaths before gradually subsiding.
In the crater, Yu Qianqian lay in the center, her body twisted, bones shattered, like a pile of mud, her breath barely perceptible.
Xiao Chou wasn't much better off, covered in blood, clothes tattered, both arms twisted, clearly broken, and the rocky armor on his body gone.
Yet he still stood, eyes filled with murderous intent and a raging fury.
"The outcome is decided!"
Gong Jiang quickly raised his hand, pulling the half-dead Yu Qianqian out to prevent Xiao Chou from finishing her off.
Xiao Chou was also out of strength, having unleashed his strongest attack right away, decisively and swiftly defeating his opponent.
This was the fastest match since the battle began, even quicker than Yu Huang's victory over Zhou Yuelong.
"Divine Continent Star still has such experts!"
"Hidden depths indeed!"
The Sea Star Demon Clan's spirits sank to rock bottom. Both Wang Ding and Xiao Chou had shocked them greatly.
What was even more terrifying was that these two had never shown themselves before, and this was their first public display, showcasing such terrifying strength.
"Is this person also someone Xu Hei found?"
Daoist Sparrow was quite surprised. Such experts, the Divine Puppet Sect could only cultivate one or two in hundreds of years, yet Xu Hei casually found two so formidable.
"Yu Huang, can you still fight?" Gong Jiang asked.
Yu Huang remained silent, sitting still.
This made Gong Jiang's face extremely grim, gritting his teeth, he said, "Yu Huang, have you forgotten your promise? Our clan nurtured you to this point, and this is how you repay us?"
He took out a fish scale, Yu Huang's scale, with his soul imprint on it.
"Win the last two matches, and whatever you want, whatever resources you need, I'll provide!" Gong Jiang said coldly.
Under Gong Jiang's coercion and temptation.
In the end, Yu Huang forced himself to the battlefield.
Though he participated, anyone could see his lack of spirit, as if he'd lost his soul.
And in this round, Divine Continent Star sent out another unfamiliar face, a man with a smile, striking purple hair, and his body adorned with swords, spears, and clubs, looking somewhat comical.
"In this round, I'll intentionally lose to the opponent," Yu Huang thought to himself.
At this moment, he had no desire to fight. If not for his prior promise, he wouldn't have stepped onto the field.
He didn't know the purple-haired youth, but since he could fight, he must not be weak.
Yu Huang planned to deliberately lose by a move, narrowly conceding defeat.
In the next second, both charged out, brandishing their weapons at each other.
Yu Huang's long halberd swung, cutting a brilliant arc, tearing through space, while the purple-haired youth's flying swords unsheathed, forming a giant sword that descended from the sky.
With a loud crash, the halberd and giant sword collided.
Yu Huang spewed blood, knocked back, as if hit hard, flying out of the arena.
"How could this happen…"
His heart surged with waves of shock.
In this move, he admitted he hadn't used his full strength, only a trace of the laws of space, but the opponent's strike was absurdly powerful. When he wanted to increase his power, it was too late.
Yu Huang flew thirty thousand miles, landing behind the crowd, caught mid-air by Gong Jiang.
As for his opponent, also spewing blood, bones shattered, flew out like a broken kite, the giant sword crumbling to dust, finally crashing out of the arena, lying like a pile of mud.
Both were out at almost the same time!
Thus, by usual rules, each would score a point, resulting in a four-to-four tie.
This outcome exceeded everyone's expectations again, though some noticed Yu Huang's deliberate loss, as he hadn't used his previous killer move.
"Yu Huang, you…" Gong Jiang pointed at Yu Huang.
Yu Huang lay on the ground, covered in blood, his heart also unsettled, but soon he sighed, saying, "Inferior skills, I concede!" Fresh chapters posted on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵
"Fine, fine! You're playing me, aren't you!" Gong Jiang fumed, "When we return, you'll be punished with ten years of seclusion, and your resources halved!"
Yu Huang didn't argue, just closed his eyes, bowed his head, and said, "Yes!"
Xu Hei glared at the severely injured purple-haired youth, angrily saying, "I told you to win, and this is how you win?"
Han Te spat blood, helplessly shrugged, and said with a bitter face, "The opponent was too strong, I couldn't help it! Besides, I did win a point."
Xu Hei was so angry his teeth itched, he took out a storage bag, placed two Supreme Spirit Stones inside, and said, "In the last match, no matter what, you must win for me, no ties, understand?"
Seeing the Supreme Spirit Stones, Han Te's eyes lit up, his injuries healing in an instant. He stood up, righteously saying, "The bounty is accepted, I, Han, guarantee to complete the task!"
The battle reached the final deciding match, a rarity in history, and the most valuable one.
The last match not only decided victory but also the future direction of the war.
Gong Jiang looked at Luo Gang, saying, "Daoist Luo, it's your turn!"
In the last match, he couldn't afford to lose, no matter the cost, he had to win.
Luo Gang nodded, saying, "Alright, as agreed…"
"Of course, you won't be shortchanged!" Gong Jiang's eyes flashed with pain as he took out a storage bag and handed it to Luo Gang.
Luo Gang accepted the storage bag, glanced at the black-clad figure beside him, and nodded slightly.
The black-clad figure leaped onto the battlefield.