A slap! A punch!

With just these two moves, the dignified Wuji Royal Axe Lin Wuyan, along with his axe, was completely crushed!

The square was silent, the stillness spreading through the crowd like a plague.

No one spoke, everyone was frozen in place, unable to believe the scene before them was real.

Even if Qiao Yu and Lin Wuyan had fought for a while before winning, they wouldn't have been so shocked.

The key was, this victory was completely devastating!

Qiao Yu had defeated Lin Wuyan directly with almost no effort. How could they believe what they were seeing?

It wasn't until Lin Wuyan's body slammed heavily to the ground with a thud that the crowd was awakened as if by an alarm clock.

"Lin Wuyan... lost just like that?" someone muttered in disbelief.

"Unless Lin Wuyan has a twin brother impersonating him, then Lin Wuyan really did lose..."

"Heavens! Am I seeing things? Lin Wuyan was defeated with just a slap and a punch?"

Many found it hard to believe their eyes.

Even Gongzi Kongxu and the others on the high platform instantly became extremely solemn.

They could naturally defeat Lin Wuyan, but such a devastating, crushing victory would be incredibly difficult for them to achieve.

"What a powerful physical body!" Yin Meier, dressed in a monk's robe, had a pair of beautiful eyes that became extremely bright.

Qiao Yu jumped off the arena with a calm expression, as if defeating Lin Wuyan was a completely insignificant matter to him.

The crowd in the square involuntarily made way for Qiao Yu.

Now, no one dared to doubt Yin Ruida's judgment. This guy, who had obtained a spot without going through any competitions, was clearly a true monster!

"Hehe, Wuji Shangren, do you have anything to say now?" Yin Ruida smiled radiantly. "Aiya! I kept saying don't compete, don't compete, because I was afraid of accidentally beating your disciple to death. You just wouldn't listen. Now, look what happened?"

Wuji Shangren's fair face turned green and white with anger, but he couldn't refute it.

Because Yin Ruida had indeed opposed the competition, and it was Lin Wuyan and himself who had insisted on this fight.

Even if Lin Wuyan, along with his axe, had been crippled by Qiao Yu, even if Qiao Yu had killed Lin Wuyan with one punch, he could only swallow his anger and move on, after all, they had brought it upon themselves.

In front of everyone, Wuji Shangren couldn't bring himself to act shamelessly. He glared at Qiao Yu with a sinister look, then carried the seriously injured and unconscious Lin Wuyan off the ground.

"Inferior skill, nothing to say! You're called Qiao Yu, right? You must win the Fenglei Yuntai duel! Don't die on the Fenglei Yuntai!" Wuji Shangren's voice was sharp, his eyes full of resentment.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.

"Don't worry, I can tell fortunes. I calculated that I'm very safe, but you! I see darkness between your eyebrows, green on your head, and blue under your eyes. You're bound to have a bloody disaster. You'll be dead in less than five hours."

"What did you say? You dare curse me to die?!" Wuji Shangren shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"No, no, I'm just stating the facts. I calculated it," Qiao Yu spread his hands, looking completely innocent.

"Good, good, good! Very good, you better pray that you die in battle on the Fenglei Yuntai! Otherwise, I will definitely let you know what it means to wish you could die but be unable to!" A murderous intent flashed in Wuji Shangren's eyes.

"Okay, hermaphrodite," Qiao Yu nodded.

Wuji Shangren was stunned, everyone in the square was stunned, and even Yin Ruida's Adam's apple couldn't help but bob up and down.

Although everyone knew that Wuji Shangren had castrated himself to become stronger, who dared to call Wuji Shangren a hermaphrodite to his face, given that he was a Pseudo-God Stage Layer 4 expert?

Wasn't this Qiao Yu being a little too bold?

"Who are you calling a hermaphrodite?!" Wuji Shangren gritted his teeth, his fair face now flushed red.

"Whoever answers, that's who I'm calling," Qiao Yu blinked, with a very sincere expression.

"You're asking for death!!!" Wuji Shangren roared, throwing Lin Wuyan aside. Overwhelmed by anger, he no longer cared about anything else and was about to kill Qiao Yu.

"Wuji Shangren! I advise you to think twice before acting. Qiao Yu is going to represent the human race in the Fenglei Yuntai duel. Attacking him is equivalent to opposing the entire human race. Can you bear the consequences?" Seeing that the situation was not good, Yin Ruida quickly stepped forward to stop Wuji Shangren.

Wuji Shangren paused, his entire body trembling violently.

"Good! You wait!" Wuji Shangren glared at Qiao Yu with gritted teeth.

"Okay, hermaphrodite rotten ass," Qiao Yu nodded again.

"You son of a bitch, I'll fuck your ancestors!"

Wuji Shangren was completely overwhelmed by anger. Again and again, Qiao Yu had publicly poked at his sore spot, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

He was about to take action and kill him quickly.

At this moment, a flash of light appeared in the depths of the starry sky. A streak of bloody light was faster than Wuji Shangren. Before Wuji Shangren's attack could land on Qiao Yu, this streak of bloody light directly struck him, sending him flying backward while vomiting blood.

"It's the Xuehe (Blood River) Ancestor! A pinnacle Pseudo-God Stage powerhouse of our human race!" Someone in the square recognized the source of this streak of bloody light.

Then, an old, domineering voice echoed across the sky.

"No one can touch the geniuses of our human race who are participating in the Fenglei Yuntai! Get out!"

The single word "get out" spread out like rolling thunder, carrying boundless killing intent, scaring everyone present into turning pale.

Wuji Shangren, who had been seriously injured, was even more filled with fear. He didn't expect that such a powerhouse was hidden here.

It seemed that the Xuehe Ancestor hadn't taken action just now because he wanted to see who was stronger between Lin Wuyan and Qiao Yu.

Now that he saw Qiao Yu defeat Lin Wuyan with overwhelming force, the Xuehe Ancestor would naturally protect Qiao Yu.

"Wuji acknowledges his mistake, please forgive me, Xuehe Ancestor. Wuji will get out immediately!"

Wuji Shangren dared not say any more nonsense and decisively carried Lin Wuyan away, turning around and fleeing. Qiao Yu glanced at Wuji Shangren calmly, without saying anything more.

Then, an old man with silver hair and a white beard, sitting cross-legged, appeared in the starry sky. His hair was extremely long, draped over his knees, and his skin was fair, with even the light blue blood vessels clearly visible.

"Yin Ruida, lead the team and set off. Don't let the orcs think we're afraid. I'll be protecting you in the dark," the Xuehe Ancestor said indifferently.

"Yes, sir!"

Yin Ruida cupped his fist, looking very respectful.

Although they were both Pseudo-God Stage experts, there was no comparison between the Xuehe Ancestor, a pinnacle Pseudo-God Stage expert, and him, a Pseudo-God Stage Layer 4 expert.

If the Xuehe Ancestor wanted to kill him, it probably wouldn't take much effort.

Since Qiao Yu couldn't fly, Yin Ruida decided to personally take him along. Then, the group set off in a mighty manner towards the former ancient battlefield, which was now the Fenglei Yuntai.

On the other side, Wuji Shangren's face, speeding through the starry sky, had been completely twisted by anger.

"Good! Very good, Qiao Yu, right? I've remembered you. It's been a long time since anyone dared to call me a hermaphrodite rotten ass!"

"I will first sever your limb nerves, cut off your ability to resist, then peel off your skin bit by bit, pierce all your ten fingers, break off your nails, smash your muscles and bones, pull out your teeth, dig out your eyeballs, and after skinning you alive, I will throw you into a boiling oil pot. Only then will I be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Wuji Shangren went through all the tortures he could think of, imagining Qiao Yu struggling, begging for mercy, and wailing under his tortures.

He didn't notice that in the starry sky ahead, there were already three black shadows.