He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

A figure grabbed Gu Chuan with one hand and lifted him up, his body covered in blood and his bones shattered.

The newcomer had a bristling beard and hair, a furious and ferocious face, and exuded a suffocatingly sharp sword intent. He was none other than Gu Chuan's master, the sword master who was in seclusion here, Dugu Qiubai!

He carried Furukawa's "corpse," took a step, and was back in the air above the plaza. His hair stood on end, and his eyes swept across the entire area like lightning, finally locking onto Hua Zhan Yue, who stood with his sword on the ruins of the dueling platform.

"What? Furukawa is dead? It's all over, all over..."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers completely panicked.

If Furukawa were to die here, given his family background, it would undoubtedly cause a huge uproar.

Even Shangguan Zheng's expression turned sour, but his gaze unconsciously drifted to Lu Chen, who remained calm.

She thought to herself, "With my uncle here, everything should be alright, right?"

"Cough cough... Master... I... I'm not dead yet..."

However, to everyone's surprise, Gu Chuan, who was being carried like a chick by Dugu Qiubai,

He suddenly coughed a few times, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He uttered a few words barely, then his head lolled to the side and he lost consciousness completely.

His bones were shattered and his internal organs were severely damaged. If it weren't for the incredible resilience of his demonic body, he would have died on the spot.

"Phew... at least he's not dead, there's still hope..."

Upon seeing this, the soldiers collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

Dugu Qiubai examined Gu Chuan's injuries, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He gently handed Gu Chuan to the military doctor who had rushed over upon hearing the news, then slowly turned around, his cold gaze falling once again on Hua Zhanyue.

The terrifying sword pressure, like a mountain, crushed down on Hua Zhanyue!

"You're the one who injured my disciple, aren't you...?" Dugu Qiubai's voice was icy.

"I'll give you a chance. Draw your sword. Take one of my moves, and if you survive, I'll spare you."

"Huff... huff..."

Hua Zhanyue's earth-shattering attack just now almost exhausted most of his strength.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure from Dugu Qiubai, a powerhouse whose realm was clearly far beyond his own,

His breathing became rapid, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He knew perfectly well that in his current state, he couldn't possibly withstand even a casual blow from his opponent.

"Old dog Dugu, don't do anything reckless!!"

Shangguan Zheng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to stop him.

This Dugu Qiubai is of similar strength to him, and has a foul and stubborn temper. If they really fight, Hua Zhanyue will be in danger!

However, someone was faster than him.

"Old man, are you looking for death? How dare you bully the weak..."

A gentle female voice rang out.

Hua Xiyu moved lightly, and in one step she stood in front of Hua Zhanyue, her beautiful face covered with a layer of frost.

"Today, I'm going to bully the weak with my superior strength. What can you do about it?"

Dugu Qiubai was already furious, and seeing someone trying to stop him only fueled his anger.

"Little girl, get out of my way if you don't want to die! Otherwise, I'll beat you up too!"

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Qiubai's sword intent surged forth, and countless semi-transparent longsword phantoms appeared out of thin air.

The sword tips were all pointed at Hua Xiyu below, and a chilling killing intent filled the entire scene!

"No! Don't do it! Stop!!"

Shangguan was getting anxious and wanted to rush over to mediate the fight.

He knew that this "Aunt Hua's" strength was unfathomable, and Dugu Qiubai was no match for her. Moreover, there would be no benefit for either side in starting a war.

"Wait, Shangguan Zheng, don't go..."

"Yes, yes, we're watching a show..."

"That old bastard, always acting like he's superior just because he's old. I've disliked him for a long time. Let this senior teach him a lesson!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Yun, Qin Bugui, and a group of young veterans quickly restrained Shangguan Zheng, their faces showing excitement.

They were just hoping to see this grumpy old man get his comeuppance.

The power that this mysterious and beautiful woman had previously displayed was exactly what helped them achieve this wish.

Lu Chen, who had been calmly observing the battle, frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.

How can I allow others to use their power to oppress my woman and turn against me with swords drawn?

He was about to step forward.

"Husband, no need," Hua Xiyu transmitted her voice, calm and confident. "Just give me the boost, I'll handle it. Besides, I haven't stretched my muscles in a long time."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen paused, the cold glint in his eyes slightly diminished, and he nodded slightly.

"Alright." With a thought, he added a five-fold power boost to Hua Xiyu.

At the same time, a light green resurrection mark was also placed above Dugu Qiubai's head.

"It's alright if you die, I'll protect you." Lu Chen fiercely protected his wife.

Hua Xiyu's exquisite lips curled into a cold smile.

She looked up at the sky filled with sword shadows and said:

"Old man, since you insist on seeking death, then... so be it."

"Buzz—!"

A cold, radiant light shot into the sky, and behind her, a phantom image of twin lotus flowers, intertwined in red and white, suddenly bloomed in the void!

The lotus slowly rotated, each petal radiating immense power.

At the same time, within a radius of several hundred meters centered on her, countless red and white lotus buds emerged.

Each flower bud contained an incomparably sharp killing intent!

"Damn, this beauty's strength is actually on par with Senior Dugu..."

"This is terrifying... This oppressive aura... Furukawa wouldn't even be worthy of carrying her shoes..."

The soldiers below the stage were stunned into silence.

The serene lotus-like aura clashed fiercely with Dugu Qiubai's sword intent in mid-air, neither gaining the upper hand in the slightest!

"That was close, that was close! I was actually thinking of confessing my feelings, but now I wouldn't dare even if I had a hundred lives..."

How could ordinary soldiers like them possibly handle such a powerful woman?

Even from a distance, it makes my heart race.

"Little girl, I'll give you three seconds..."

Seeing that Hua Xiyu not only did not retreat, but instead unleashed such astonishing power to rival him, Dugu Qiubai's anger flared even more, and he roared,

"If you're not leaving, then let's all apologize to my apprentice together!"

His sword intent surged even more intensely, and his semi-transparent energy sword emitted a series of hums as it locked onto Hua Xiyu and Hua Zhanyue behind her.

At this moment, he didn't care whether she was male or female, or what her background was. As long as she dared to stop him from seeking justice for his disciple, he would beat her up first!

"Oh--"

Faced with Dugu Qiubai's countless sword shadows, Hua Xiyu merely chuckled softly.

Over the years, apart from her husband Lu Chen, no one has ever made her bow down and submit, let alone an unreasonable old man.

"Zhan Yue, you may step back."

Hua Xiyu's cool voice rang out as she lightly waved her sleeve.

A solid lotus flower appeared out of thin air, steadily supporting Hua Zhanyue, ready to send him out of the core area of ​​the confrontation.

"Trying to run? Dream on! Stay here, all of you!"

How could Dugu Qiubai allow the "culprit" who "injured" his disciple to leave?

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he roared, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin!"

"Shuashuashua——!!"

Countless translucent energy swords behind him sprang forth, hurtling towards Hua Zhanyue!

The sword energy pierced the air, emitting a piercing shriek, determined to kill Hua Zhanyue on the spot!