The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Fang Ze's figure also appeared. He was enveloped in lightning, but he was no longer in high spirits, only filled with the great disappointment of being defeated in one blow.

Finally, there's Shizuko Kaga.

Her body, which had transformed into a blood shadow, was forcefully kicked back into solid form. The curse-killing secret technique was shattered with a single kick. The extreme resentment that emerged after the complete collapse of her glory and dignity as a ninja and the Kaga family's ultimate trump card made her exude an ominous black aura.

It's not just them.

There are many more, many more contestants who are eliminated, defeated, have their dreams shattered, and whose moral compass collapse on this field.

Their figures, their most unwilling and desperate moment, were forcibly summoned from the torrent of time by the lingering resentment of Chen Guan.

These are not illusions.

It is the purest collection of negative emotions left behind by all the losers since this arena was built; it is the echo of the loser.

At this moment, they were all awakened by the coffin and became his most terrifying legion.

All the vengeful spirits stared intently at the only figure in the arena that still radiated light, their eyes filled with negative emotions.

Su Yuehe.

"What, what is this?" On the platform, Ren Ping stood up, his eyes filled with unprecedented shock.

As the principal of Huaqing University, he recognized those figures as top geniuses who had been eliminated in this competition.

But now, they have all turned into vengeful spirits that only exist in nightmares.

This...this isn't right, is it?

"Gah gah gah." The woman in the private room let out a high-pitched laugh of extreme excitement, her aura turning dangerous: "Summoning ghosts, commanding resentment, this kid, this kid truly lives up to his reputation as one of our kind!"

On the field, Su Yuehe looked at the figures surrounding her, radiating endless malice. She could sense that these figures were not particularly powerful.

But the resentment of the defeated they carried weighed heavily on her heart like an unshakeable mountain.

Her words can rewrite the rules and distort reality.

But can she rewrite the concept of failure itself?

Can she command despair itself to vanish?

The sword of today cannot slay the officials of the previous dynasty.

The vengeful spirits stirred, and Charles's charred figure was the first to rush forward. He was not only wrapped in lightning, but also in a painful curse that backfired on him. He wanted to inflict this pain on the only source of light on the field.

Kaga Shizuko's blood shadow followed closely behind; her resentment was the deepest, and her target was Su Yuehe's unwavering belief.

Faced with this overwhelming wave of despair, Su Yuehe closed her eyes.

She did not attempt to combat this with words of purification.

Su Yuehe knew that the essence of these vengeful spirits was resentment, and forcibly dispelling them would only provoke even stronger resistance.

In Chen Guan's spiritual perception, the entire world underwent earth-shattering changes.

Centered on Su Yuehe, a gentle ripple of moonlight quietly spread outwards.

As the ripples passed, the ferocious, roaring vengeful spirits all paused in unison.

The resentment in their eyes had not subsided, and their momentum seemed to have sunk into an invisible quagmire.

Hiiragi Seiba's resentful folding fan hovered in mid-air, the hatred gathered on its surface slowly dissolving under the moonlight.

The electric arcs on Charles's body ceased to rage, and his painful roars turned into low sobs.

All the vengeful spirits' movements were slowed down a thousand times, as if an old movie in slow motion was playing.

"This is……"

In the Huaqing rest area, An Changqing stood up, his face filled with shock as he looked at the unbelievable scene on the field.

He could sense that Su Yuehe wasn't attacking; she had forcibly bound herself to the group of vengeful spirits using her powerful mental strength.

Thus, the vengeful spirit's attack transformed into a plea.

They repeatedly conveyed their moments of failure, their resentment and despair, to Su Yuehe through this connection.

Looking at the swaying figure in the arena, Chen Guan understood her plan.

She used her own will to bear the lamentations of all the losers since the stadium was built.

She wanted to use this method to appease these vengeful spirits, so that they would dissipate on their own after being heard and understood.

Naive, yet terrifyingly gentle tactics.

"Kid, she can't hold on much longer." Baal's voice rang in Chen Guan's mind, urging, "Give her one last push, make her completely succumb, and you'll win."

Chen Guan did not respond.

He looked at Su Yuehe, watching her convulse in pain, yet her spine remained straight. In her star-filled eyes, there was no retreat, only endless compassion.

She is embracing the tears of an era with her own body.

A sense of compassion arose; on stage, they were not mortal enemies, but off stage, they were friends.

Last night's brief conversation came to mind.

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Will you give it your all in tomorrow's match?

Of course.

"Then I'm relieved."

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"not enough."

Chen Guan suddenly spoke and took a step forward.

boom.

As he landed, the vengeful spirits dissipated and instead surged into his body.

"Illusion, the myriad forms of the universe."

As he finished speaking, the scene before Su Yuehe's eyes began to distort; the noise of the audience and the lights of the stage were all rapidly disappearing.

This was not the first time Su Yuehe had entered Chen Guan's illusion space. Instead of being alarmed, she calmly began to observe the new illusion before her.

This time, there was nothing distorted, just pitch blackness and nothing at all.

Su Yuehe frowned slightly. There was nothing, which meant there were no rules, so there was no room for her to rewrite them.

What's going on here? A 1v1 physical fight in a mental space?

On the other side, Chen Guan sighed softly.

This time it wasn't because he couldn't do anything about Su Yuehe, but because he felt he had been too shameless.

"Baal, do you think we really have to do this?"

Chen Guan asked in his heart.

"Hehehe, I remember you humans have an old saying, 'Since you're already here,'" Baal said sinisterly.

Chen Guan was speechless after being told, "Since we're already here," which was the solution he and Baer had come up with.

Relying solely on his own spiritual power, Chen Guan was unable to contend with Su Yuehe. Even with the blessing of Regret, Chen Guan was not 100% confident.

Adding points on-site is certainly feasible, but Chen Guan has no idea how much would be needed to overpower Su Yuehe; it would obviously be a considerable expense.

Fortunately, in Chen Guan's mental space, his tenant Bal was a local specialty.

Economical, easy to use and inexpensive.

"Yuehe, I'm sorry."

Chen Guan silently recited a sentence in his heart, and then he released Baal from his restraints.

"Then, let's begin."