Listening to the curses of disciples from various sects in the stands, Fen Yue indifferently picked at his ear. "Fickle, frogs in a well are just frogs in a well, only capable of barking like mad dogs."
The referee, seeing this, shook his head helplessly and quietly withdrew from the arena.
Fen Yue, noticing the referee's departure, suddenly raised one hand. Three yellow talismans had appeared in his grasp at some unknown time.
With a wave of his hand, Fen Yue sent the three yellow talismans flying towards Zhou Fu.
Zhou Fu, having prepared his defenses, drew the Kang Long mace from his waist and raised it to cleave at the three yellow talismans shot by Fen Yue.
The Kang Long mace exploded the moment it struck the three yellow talismans. Fen Yue drew his dagger, stomped his foot on the ground, and thrust the dagger in his hand directly at Zhou Fu.
Zhou Fu reacted with extreme speed, swinging the Kang Long mace towards the dagger Fen Yue had thrust.
*Clang!*
A piercing sound erupted as the two weapons collided.
Fen Yue grinned. "I underestimated you, brat."
As Fen Yue spoke, he increased the force in his hand. Zhou Fu's expression turned grim, feeling a pain in the hand gripping the Kang Long mace.
Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, Fen Yue and Zhou Fu simultaneously raised their other hands, forming fists and striking at each other.
*Bang!*
A dull thud echoed as both men were forced backward.
Zhou Fu used his foot to stabilize his retreating body, his gaze fixed on Fen Yue with a solemn expression.
Fen Yue, seeing that Zhou Fu could repel him, was slightly shocked. "Oh, you've got some strength."
Zhou Fu gripped the Kang Long mace tightly. He knew that a purely defensive stance would only put him at a disadvantage, so he had to attack, catching the opponent off guard when they were careless.
Zhou Fu stomped on the ground, and as he swung the Kang Long mace, he pulled out a yellow talisman with his other hand and shot it at Fen Yue.
In the stands, Zhang Xiaoqiang praised Zhou Fu's proactive move. "Little Fu's spirit is impressive. Facing a stronger opponent, he doesn't defend but attacks. Remarkable."
Yu Daohen, standing beside him, also secretly admired Zhou Fu below.
Dare to draw your sword against any opponent, no matter how strong, is the mindset of a true powerhouse.
On the other side, Monk Wang Ming watched Zhou Fu below and murmured, "Facing a stronger opponent and still daring to attack, this courage is not something ordinary people possess. It's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, courage counts for little."
Wang Fubao, beside Monk Wang Ming, looked at Zhou Fu below with appreciation. "While courage may not count for much against absolute strength, the mere act of daring to draw your sword surpasses most people."
"That's true," Monk Wang Ming nodded and smiled.
Fen Yue found Zhou Fu's proactive attack amusing. "Hahaha, playing with talismans in front of me? You're asking for trouble."
As Fen Yue finished speaking, he pulled three yellow talismans from his pocket and shot them out.
One of the talismans collided with the one Zhou Fu had shot, exploding. The remaining two flew directly towards Zhou Fu.
Seeing this, Zhou Fu could only swing the Kang Long mace to cleave at the two incoming talismans.
*Bang!*
The Kang Long mace exploded the moment it struck the two yellow talismans. Fen Yue watched without making a move to capitalize on the opportunity.
As the smoke cleared, Fen Yue looked at Zhou Fu, a smirk on his face and an expression of utter disdain. "Let me show you what a true master of talismans looks like, not something your petty sect can compare to."
As Fen Yue finished speaking, he pulled out a yellow talisman and flicked it out. "This is an Explosive Talisman."
Zhou Fu swung the Kang Long mace to cleave it. Fen Yue then pulled out another talisman and flicked it out. "This is a Lightning Talisman."
Zhou Fu similarly swung the Kang Long mace, preparing to cleave it.
The moment the Kang Long mace struck the Lightning Talisman, a visible current of electricity surged along the mace towards Zhou Fu.
Zhou Fu felt his arm go numb, and the Kang Long mace in his hand almost slipped.
Fen Yue smiled faintly, his speed in shooting talismans increasing.
"This is a Binding Talisman."
"This is a Tenfold Weight Talisman."
"This is a Sanqing Breaking Evil Talisman."
"This is a Blazing Fire Talisman."
...
Over a hundred assorted yellow talismans were shot towards Zhou Fu.
Zhou Fu desperately swung the Kang Long mace to defend, but dozens of talismans still slipped through and struck him.
*Boom boom boom boom!*
Explosions erupted incessantly around Zhou Fu, kicking up dust from the ground and engulfing him.
In the stands, Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed. "Damn it, with so many attack talismans, Little Fu is probably..."
Before Zhang Xiaoqiang could finish, he felt a surge of killing intent from the side.
Da Hu and Su Lai, feeling the intense killing intent, turned to look at Yu Daohen.
Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed and said, "Master Yu, please don't..."
Yu Daohen remained silent, his gaze fixed on Fen Yue in the arena, his expression chillingly cold.
"Oh, such intense killing intent," Tang Junsheng felt the killing intent and turned to look.
Cui Yiling and Hao Tianquan also turned their heads towards Yu Daohen's direction.
Tang Junsheng looked at the murderous Yu Daohen. "Brother Hao, should we stop the match?"
Hao Tianquan glanced at the figure in the dust and smiled faintly. "No rush, this match can continue."
Within the arena, Fen Yue grinned as he looked at the figure in the dust, a look of absolute confidence on his face.
After enduring so many attack talismans, even a master on the Earthly Ranking would have no strength left to fight.