The audience was in a state of panic, not knowing what had happened. At this moment, a middle-aged man stepped onto the stage. He wore a green robe and had an emerald jade on his waist. It was clear that he was a member of Black Tortoise City's six great clans. However, Jun Yunrue was unable to identify which family it was from.
This person held a paper fan and walked over with a smile. He said, "Are you sure this Martial Competition can't be held?"
Jun Yingxiao was infuriated, "Didn't you see the Black Tortoise get injured?"
"Oh, I'm really sorry. "If the Black Tortoise isn't well, he won't come out to abbot. You know him so well, could it be that he's got a worm in his stomach?"
"You …" Jun Lin Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to make a move, but he was stopped by Jun Lin, who was lying on the ground.
He turned his head and saw that Jun Lin Yue was actually smiling. He said with a smile, "This must be the second master of the Lee family. It's been a long time since we last met. His character really hasn't improved at all."
"Fourth brother, go ahead. I'll deal with it." Jun Linyue spread out his hands and placed them on the ground, "I'll let you have both your hands and legs. If you can touch me, then I'll lose. I'll do whatever I want with you."
Jun Lin Xiao was shocked, "You're still bragging at such a time?" "Come down with me."
Second Master Li laughed contemptuously: "I have been in the Jianghu for so many years and have seen many bold ones, but they are already dead. However, this was the first time he had seen someone speak so loudly. "Then, young duke, I won't be polite."
As he finished speaking, the white paper fan, with a 'hua' sound, became as sharp as a blade and pierced towards Jun Linyue in a straight line. Jun Linxiao didn't want to leave. He tried to block the attack, but his right foot tripped and he staggered as he somersaulted off the stage. However, with Jun Yunrue's cultivation base, he wouldn't be injured. He also knew that Jun Linyue was protecting him.
The stage was cleared, leaving only two people behind. The white wind had just moved three feet away from Jun Bluemoon when it suddenly opened, and the fan shot forward. In this range, even if Jun Bluemoon jumped up, he still wouldn't be able to escape.
Jun Lin Yue pointed his right hand at Second Master Li, feeling a warm sensation in his sleeve. Right now, all he needed was a mouthful of blood essence to recover thirty percent. This Second Master Li had come at the right time.
Jun Lin Yue abruptly shifted his body, gliding in the direction of Second Master Li. Second Master Li, who was flying through the air, paused for a moment. Jun Lin Yue smiled at him tiredly, then extended his hand to touch Second Master Li's stomach. The black jade sword inside his sleeve pierced through Second Master Li's body with a "pu ci" sound.
But this was not the end. As his body was blocking the crowd's view, the dagger in his left hand appeared horizontally in the air. Second Master Li fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he died with grievance. As for that folded fan, it quietly floated in the air and fell down.
Jun Lin Yue rose to his feet, as though he had obtained his strength.
Everyone below the stage cried out in alarm and applauded. This speed, under the dumbstruck gazes of the crowd, took a person's life without leaving a single trace behind. It was truly a godly figure.
There was nothing unusual about the First Lady. She just sat there and watched everything that was happening on the stage. She called her attendants over and said a few words to them. The attendant quickly left. Yang Xi'er's expression was solemn, but she did not say anything. Speaking of which, since when did this guy become so mysterious? Ever since she was bullied that day, she knew that Jun Lin Yue was a profound practitioner. But from what he saw today, he didn't even use a single bit of mystical technique, yet he was still able to inflict such powerful injuries. Apart from the basics of his martial arts, most of it was due to his methods.
Yang Xi'er pondered in her heart before continuing to gaze at Jun Lin Yue.
Jun Linyue acted as if nothing had happened as he stood at the center of the arena. "We'll stop here for today's performance. Next, we'll split into groups for two matches." There were a total of 20 opponents who had entered the arena. The top 10 were for martial artists, while the bottom 10 were for martial artists. Everyone, please get ready. The match will begin immediately. Please Number... "
After a day of this competition, corpses were constantly being carried out of the arena. In the evening, the first wife, feeling tired, stood up and signaled for the others to end the competition. She then left.
Everyone dispersed. Wan Quan hurried over with a portion of Golden Scale Guards and asked, "Master Hou, are you alright?"
Only now did Jun Linyue feel a sense of absent-mindedness. The bones in his entire body began to crack, and both of his legs went limp, falling to the ground. Wan Quan was shocked and shouted, "Quick! Fast! Quick, help the marquis go to the sleeping quarters! "
Just as Jun Lin Xiao was about to step forward, someone beside him whispered something to him. He couldn't help but clench his fist and say to himself, "I'm sorry, brother."
After speaking, he left with that person.
When Jun Juanxuan heard that Jun Lanyue was severely injured, he went to the Hidden Dragon Hall at night.
In the middle of the night, Jun Lin Yue was sitting by the window, reading a book by candlelight. Hearing that there was someone outside, he did not say anything and continued pretending to read. That person's movements were not light nor nimble. His mystical Qi floated in the air. Originally, he could not have revealed any traces of it, but he had deliberately exposed such a flaw.
Jun Lanyue was somewhat puzzled by this. Suddenly, he thought back to the strange words that had been spoken during the day. Yet Jun Lianxuan had purposely revealed an opening, which meant that he was definitely trying to test Jun Linyue's strength.
In the past few days, Jun Lin Yue had been competing against his first wife, causing his shrewdness to deepen by leaps and bounds. And he cried out, "Impudent! Stealthily sneaking into this marquis' chamber late at night, are you tired of living? "
Jun Hanxuan smiled and walked out of the darkness. He said, "Little Wu, I haven't seen you in a while. Your mystical arts have improved a lot."
Upon hearing this, Jun Lanyue hurriedly stood up and apologized.
"So it's Big Uncle. Little Wu's line of work isn't deep, so he didn't notice that Big Uncle had come. Please forgive my earlier offense."
Jun Juanxuan extended a hand to stop her, "Hey — you don't have to be courteous to me. I just came to see how your injuries were. It's said that during the day, you felt that you were not up to the Human Emperor's standards and wanted to commit suicide. Was it true that your third brother, fourth brother, had saved you? "
"The more Jun Lin Yue heard about this, the more he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Uncle, why do you believe this? The Human Emperor's arrangement, how could it be that he didn't want to go? I have to go and clear out the Netherworld Sect. "
The Monarch asked thoughtfully: "Then how were you injured during the day?"
Jun Lanyue got up, pulled out a chair, and poured a cup of tea. "Uncle, take a seat," he said. You don't know that the one who gave the decree in the day was my third brother, Jun LengShao. He served in the Great Yang all year round, arrogant and domineering, never taking me seriously. This time, you must have heard the First Wife speak ill of me. That's why you injured me the instant I accepted the decree that I can't raise my head. Luckily, I was prepared.
Monarch Sanctuary nodded: "This Madam is indeed arrogant. I have some arrangements for the next couple of days, so you can follow Jun Linger Shao to the border. There won't be any major problems with the Black Tortoise dukedom. "When you come back, you will still be a stable Black Tortoise."
Jun Lin Yue replied gratefully, "I'll have to let uncle worry about that."