My Way

Chapter 847 Arena Number One (Part 3)

At this moment.

Faced with Ling Wuyuan's words and attitude.

Although his face was still full of smiles, it was as if he was happy about Ling Wuyuan's words.

But in reality...

Feng Rong was burning with anger at the current situation.

'As expected of a member of the Snow Moon Cloud Pavilion…'

'He's clearly a man, but... he really does have the same icy expression and arrogance!!'

Even more so than that!!

Looking at Ling Wuyuan, whose expression was extremely cold and whose eyes contained no emotion, as if he were only staring at a stone or a statue.

In an instant, Feng Rong recalled the guy who had imprisoned her in the inner prison of the Snow Moon Cloud Pavilion hundreds of years ago.

Even though hundreds of years have passed.

But she could still clearly see the other person's appearance and words in her mind...

After all, her immense hatred had long since become her driving force.

That is a true, endless hatred!
Think back to the beginning.

How carefree she must be living in the outside world!

Just one step away from advancing to the [True Form Realm] and reaching another peak in life!!

But the appearance of that person rendered all her efforts futile, and even her sect was destroyed, becoming a tiny speck of dust lost in history.

How could she not hate?

But... even so, she understood one thing: the hatred in her heart was utterly meaningless to the Snow Moon Cloud Pavilion, as insignificant as air.

That's an absolute difference in strength!!

As a super power occupying the entire [Water Smoke Silver Sea], the strength of [Snow Moon Cloud Pavilion] is simply incomparable to hers...

Thinking back to the past.

Then I think about what I'm going through right now.

For a while.

Feng Rong's anger.

That's really increasing like crazy.

While silently counting down.

She also glanced around at the surroundings.

then.

She vaguely saw three figures in the distant sky.

She understood that the three figures were merely projections from the outside, indicating that someone was silently watching the fight outside the arena, but not that there were more people inside. Once this place was activated, it would completely isolate the inside from the outside.

But the next moment.

As Feng Rong took a closer look.

After carefully examining the clothing and appearance of the three figures...

Her eyes widened in terror.

'That's...!?'

Although Su Qingyue, Xie Yiyao, and Qin Xiyu were all wearing veils.

She couldn't see what the three people actually looked like.

and.

Even though she could clearly see the faces of the three people.

She couldn't recognize the three people's true identities at all.

But after clearly seeing the three men's clothing, or rather, the various badges and tokens symbolizing their status and position, she instantly realized that she had probably really encountered some important figures this time...

Due to excessive shock and terror.

Feng Rong felt her body immediately stiffen.

She couldn't understand it at all.

Why would such important figures appear here?

at the same time.

Feng Rong immediately realized that her opponent, the male cultivator named Ling Wuyuan, was absolutely extraordinary...

Especially after recalling a certain remark the other party had made earlier, that understanding became even clearer—"I am an exception."

at this time.

It was just four simple words, yet they still brought her unparalleled pressure.

Even the smile on her face became somewhat unsustainable.

Just when she was having random thoughts.

As her rival.

Ling Wuyuan's side had been steadily counting down from beginning to end: "20, 19, 18, 17..."

As time goes by.

The pressure that Feng Rong felt was also increasing.

However, knowing that things had come to this point and she had no other choice, she forced herself to calm down and stopped panicking pointlessly.

At this moment, Ling Wuyuan's countdown had reached 8.

It only lasted for a moment.

As a seasoned practitioner.

Feng Rong's internal power then reached its current peak level.

Ling Wuyuan continued the countdown with an air of brazenness: "7, 6, 5, 4..."

The countdown was just entering its final three numbers.

The atmosphere at the scene was about to reach its most solemn moment.

Sudden.

Without any warning.

Feng Rong's side brazenly chose to launch an attack ahead of schedule!
After all, this battle is about neither means nor life and death, isn't it?

Based on this premise.

Sneak attacks and preemptive strikes are naturally permitted.

Therefore, Feng Rong had no reason to actually wait for Ling Wuyuan to finish counting down.

It was a kind of "innate divine power" that had almost no casting delay, could directly affect the soul level, and then influence the body through the soul.

Generally speaking.

As long as the other party can take effect.

With the special secret techniques of the Blood Shadow Enchantress Sect, Feng Rong could even forcibly extract the essence and blood from the body of a cultivator of the same level from a distance, instantly turning him into a completely dried-up corpse.

However, in that instant...

While forcibly activating the [Innate Divine Power] to the maximum extent possible.

Feng Rong's body did not remain still.

Instead, he instantly tore through the surrounding spacetime structure using the power of spacetime, teleporting himself to Ling Wuyuan's side, his palm transforming into a claw, grabbing towards Ling Wuyuan's throat!

He wanted to distract Ling Wuyuan with close-range attacks, thereby triggering his [Innate Divine Ability] to take effect and decide the outcome in an instant!
This combat method is almost always effective unless there is a complete and overwhelming advantage in strength!

However, despite her actions, Ling Wuyuan remained expressionless, not only without moving his body but also continuing his countdown, the echo still reverberating: "3..."

Faced with this situation, Feng Rong couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

He felt that his sudden and unexpected attack had yielded a major victory.

'As expected of a young person, actually counting down obediently, how naive...'

then.

The next moment.

Just as her [Innate Divine Power] successfully struck Ling Wuyuan, and her palm was about to hit Ling Wuyuan's throat, a weak point in his physical defenses, she suddenly felt dizzy, as if an ordinary person had hit their head against an impenetrable wall.

"??"

At this moment.

She could clearly feel that the invisible and intangible special mental power of her [innate divine ability] was actually forcibly blocked by some kind of power on Ling Wuyuan's body, and was even almost knocked apart on the spot!
Faced with this unexpected situation.

In a great shock.

Feng Rong decisively chose to suppress her discomfort and forcefully unleash all her potential.

While controlling his [innate divine power] to regroup and launch another fierce attack on Ling Wuyuan, he also grabbed with all his might the throat that was already within reach...

finally.

These two incredibly vicious attacks struck Ling Wuyuan at the same moment!

They launched a relentless attack on him simultaneously, both mentally and physically!

All of a sudden.

Even Su Qingyue, Xie Yiyao, and Qin Xiyu, who were outside the arena, all focused all their attention on the two inside, wanting to see how Ling Wuyuan would react to such an attack!

And the answer is—

(End of this chapter)