These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

The floor tiles centered around Wei Tu were all lifted up and broken, and the area in question was even deeply sunken.

The shockwave carried dust and spread outwards.

It felt as if the people on the sidelines had experienced a brief sandstorm.

And as the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, people were able to see clearly what was happening inside.

Then they saw the boy in the center standing there unharmed.

He held his sword in one hand, facing off against the falling Qin Zipei.

Flames kept bursting out, like erupting lava.

However, this scene did not continue indefinitely, and people soon noticed something unusual.

Right next to Wei Tu, a scarlet light flashed and actually connected to form a clear circle.

This circle encloses both of them.

A red light flashed on the ground, and then...

"This is……"

Yuan Jiacao frowned, already sensing that something unusual was brewing and spreading.

What followed was... an explosion!

That's right, it's an explosion!

"puff!!"

It was just a very brief moment.

A crimson light suddenly shot into the sky, making it almost impossible for anyone to see the two figures clearly.

Because the erupting light was as alluring as fresh blood.

For example, a brightly colored curtain fell from the sky, completely obscuring the two people.

What's inside... no one knows.

However, this strange situation only lasted for a very short time.

"boom!"

A clear voice came from behind the blood-red curtain.

Then a figure flew out from inside!

"It's Qin Zipei!"

"Damn! Wei Tu is too strong!"

The moment people saw the figure flying out, they realized how powerful the boy inside was. This strange move, whether it was swordsmanship, sword formation, or magic, could only be felt as a powerful aura.

Wei Tu emerged from the blood-red curtain.

His white clothes seemed to have been stained red with blood.

Surprisingly, as Wei Tu walked, the color in his body gradually faded, as if it had a life of its own, converging towards Qin Zipei not far away, and then disappearing beneath his feet.

"Ah... so this thing was made by Qin Zipei? I thought it was Wei Tu's..."

"What have you been looking at for so long?"

Qin Zipei's breathing became heavy.

Wei Tu looked at Qin Zipei.

"I don't recommend young people do these flashy but impractical things. As you can see, they're of no use to me."

Qin Zipei squinted at him, the sword still in her right hand.

Huang Shang, who had stood up, squinted at the two boys from above and murmured softly, as if to himself.

"This isn't an aura...this is clearly...the Star-Picking Tower?"

"boom!"

Rushing in as if shattering paving stones, Wei Tu punched Qin Zipei in the cheek.

Qin Zipei's body was sent flying, scattering across the floor tiles.

Wei Tu watched from afar with little change in his gaze. Despite feeling the overwhelming difference in strength and realm, his eyes remained calm, even showing a hint of sympathy.

I just don't know who this sympathy is meant for.

"Senior brother!!"

The voices of the blue carp and the red carp rang out from below the stage.

Qin Zipei slowly stood up, seemingly unharmed. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his clenched left fist.

Then he gazed at Wei Tu not far away.

"I thought it would be useful... at least a little bit."

Wei Tu looked at him with a smile.

Unfortunately, there isn't one.

"Then... let's get down to business. Skip the boring tests, I don't think you like them anyway."

Qin Zipei continued talking to herself, her voice growing softer and softer.

He lowered his head and gripped the sword in his left hand.

Wei Tu clearly saw a familiar scene.

The moment he activated it, a scarlet light flowed down his arm and into his palm.

His movements became incredibly fast; his shadow seemed to linger on the ground before he appeared in front of Wei Tu.

"boom!"

With a clash of swords, Wei Tu had time to draw his own sword, but the opponent's strength and speed increased exponentially.

I could clearly see that his eyes were starting to fill with bloodshot veins.

"I have no other choice but to win."

"boom!"

With another sword strike, a violent tremor was transmitted to Wei Tu's tiger's mouth.

He became increasingly anxious, his momentum growing stronger, like a sudden storm.

"There is no way forward... I envy everyone who has a choice, but I understand that being chosen is a kind of luck in itself."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The arena was radiant with light.

Countless sparks, like shooting stars falling from the sky, can create a small crater when they hit the ground.

If the rampaging sword energy hadn't been controlled by an elder with at least the strength of a Dragon Slayer, it would have inevitably harmed innocent people.

The two were even more unpredictable, sometimes in the south, sometimes in the west.

"So...so please forgive me, I don't hate anyone, the person I hate the most is myself."

With a single sword strike, he parried Wei Tu's sword move, accurately analyzing the style of Wei Tu's attack.

He delivered a downward slash.

The air itself seemed to shatter.

Wei Tu's clothes were slightly lifted, and his hair had not yet fallen to his shoulders.

The handsome young man's eyes met Qin Zipei's.

He said.

"You haven't won yet, so you don't need to say your acceptance speech now."

So he drew his sword, striking upwards precisely, the tips of the blades meeting directly.

Then it just kept sliding down!

The tip of the sword grazed Qin Zipei's blade all the way to the hilt, even leaving a clear mark on the blade!

When they reached the hilt of Qin Zipei's sword, Wei Tu forcibly raised his arm, causing Qin Zipei's arm to move up slightly.

The young man in white leaned forward, burying himself in Qin Zipei's arms, and raised his elbow, striking him precisely in the throat.

His chest.

His lower abdomen.

"puff!"

Qin Zipei, coughing up blood, was blasted away once again.

Not far away, Qin Zipei, who had stood up again, had blood all over his mouth and looked as if he was about to collapse.

In people's eyes, Wei Tu has become the one who is pressing his advantage.

He moved with the speed of a shooting star, aiming his sword at Qin Zipei.

The moment Wei Tu reached Qin Zipei's side.

The boy, who looked helpless and raised his head, laughed.

"Young Master Wei, you've been tricked..."

"..."

"puff!!!"

Countless streams of blood erupted like magma.

It all erupted from Qin Zipei's body! It was like an explosion centered on Qin Zipei!

A roaring sound.