God Destroying Pearl

"It is true that Lingque made a mistake by eating your Fire Cloud Fruit, but I have been trying to make up for your loss. But you are so stubborn. Do you want to kill Lingque? Don't forget that we belong to the same sect. If you act like this, aren't you afraid of breaking the sect's rules and being branded as a fratricide?" Song Yun stared at Zhuge Hou closely. His tone became serious and he continued to speak word by word.

"Hmph, don't use the sect's rules to pressure me! I'm determined to get this spiritual chicken today, what can you do to me?" When Zhuge Hou heard Song Yun's words, the sarcasm on his face became even stronger. He snorted coldly and said.

The anger in Song Yun's heart suddenly burned even more fiercely.

Just when he was about to fight Zhuge Hou regardless of the consequences, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Brother Zhuge, since you are so determined to take the Spirit Bird away and will not accept any other solution, then I have a suggestion. How about we have a fair competition? If I lose, the Spirit Bird will be at your disposal and I will not say a word. But if I win, the matter will end here and you must accept my compensation for your loss with spirit stones. What do you think?" Song Yun suppressed his anger and tried to make his tone sound calm.

When Zhuge Hou heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

He thought that Song Yun, like himself, had reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage. Although Song Yun had shown some extraordinary skills when he was avoiding the disciples of Yanhuo Peak who were hunting the spirit birds, he still didn't think that Song Yun could beat him.

In his opinion, this was just a manifestation of Song Yun's dying struggle.

"Okay, since you want to suffer, I will oblige you!" Zhuge Hou responded without hesitation.

He thought to himself that this was a good opportunity to teach this ignorant Song Yun a lesson, and let him know that not everyone in this sect can be offended.

So, the two of them walked towards the sect's competition arena, one in front and one behind.

Along the way, many disciples heard about this and rushed to watch. Everyone was very curious about what happened between these two people that led to them having to compete in the ring.

Soon, the two arrived at the sect's competition arena.

The arena is very wide, several dozen feet square, and the ground is paved with a special stone that is extremely hard and can absorb spiritual impact.

The arena was surrounded by disciples who had come to watch the competition. Everyone was whispering and talking, guessing the outcome of the competition.

On one side of the arena, several elders from the sect also heard about this and came specially to witness the competition.

They sat there quietly with serious expressions, their eyes fixed on the ring.

With an order from an elder, the competition officially began.

From the very beginning, Zhuge Hou showed an attitude of determination to win. His eyes were wide open with a burning desire for war, and he shouted loudly.

"Flame Fist!"

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual energy around his body surged instantly, turning into streams of blazing flames that swirled around his arms.

The color of the flame was extremely bright, as red as the most intense blood, emitting billowing heat waves that instantly distorted the surrounding air.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuge Hou took a step forward, leaving a shallow footprint on the stage beneath his feet.

He took advantage of the momentum, swung his arms, and punched Song Yun hard.

This punch contained all of his spiritual power and carried the powerful force of Yanhuo Peak's unique martial art, the "Yanhuo Fist".

The fist shadow was like a burning meteor, whizzing towards Song Yun. Wherever it passed, the air was burned and made a sizzling sound.

However, Song Yun was well prepared.

At the moment when Zhuge Hou performed the Flame Fist, he cast the spell of space teleportation.

His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant, as if he had turned into a ray of light and shadow, making Zhuge Hou's punch miss.

The burning fist, with great force, hit the edge of the ring.

With a loud "bang", the stones on the edge of the ring were shattered, splashing up a cloud of dust.

Zhuge Hou was stunned when his attack missed.

He didn't expect Song Yun to be so fast.

But he quickly recovered and continued his attack.

He turned around and threw a few punches in the direction where Song Yun might appear. Each punch was accompanied by a blazing flame and was incredibly powerful.

But Song Yun was able to cleverly avoid Zhuge Hou's attacks every time by using space teleportation.

His figure kept flashing, disappearing, and appearing on the ring like a ghost, making it impossible for Zhuge Hou to figure out his whereabouts.

Just when Zhuge Hou was getting a little impatient because of his continuous attacks missing, Song Yun suddenly cast a spell of space replacement.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a mysterious light shot out from his hands, instantly covering the area where he and Zhuge Hou were.

Immediately afterwards, before Zhuge Hou could react, Song Yun's figure had already replaced the void beside him.

In the blink of an eye, Song Yun appeared beside Zhuge Hou, while Zhuge Hou was still attacking frantically in the direction where Song Yun was originally.

Song Yun seized this excellent opportunity and the ethereal sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed.

The sword flashed with a sharp cold light under the sunlight.

Song Yun shook his wrist, and the ethereal sword pierced towards Zhuge Hou's throat like a flash of lightning.

The speed is so fast that no one has time to react.

When Zhuge Hou noticed something strange around him and wanted to dodge, he found that the cold tip of the sword was already firmly against his throat.

As long as Song Yun pushed forward gently, he could easily cut his throat.

Suddenly, there was silence around the entire arena, and all the disciples watching widened their eyes with disbelief on their faces.

They never expected that this competition would end in such a dramatic way.

Moreover, it was Song Yun who pointed the ethereal sword at Zhuge Hou's throat so easily and won the victory.

Song Yun slowly retracted the ethereal sword and looked at Zhuge Hou who was in astonishment.

"Brother Zhuge, I'm grateful for your concession. According to our previous agreement, this matter will be dropped. I hope you won't embarrass me and Lingque again in the future. Here are 100,000 low-grade spirit stones as compensation for the loss of your Fire Cloud Fruit. Please accept it."

As he spoke, Song Yun took out a bag full of spirit stones from his storage bag and handed it to Zhuge Hou.

Zhuge Hou took the bag in a daze, his face turned pale and blue, and he felt angry and annoyed.

He never thought that he would lose to Song Yun, and lost so easily and decisively, which made him feel completely humiliated.

"Hmph!" Zhuge Hou snorted angrily and casually put the bag into his arms.

Without caring about the gazes of the people around him, he turned around and hurriedly left the ring.

As he walked, he secretly swore in his heart that he would settle today's score with Song Yun sooner or later.

Song Yun looked at Zhuge Hou's departing back and sighed softly.

He knew that although he won the competition today and resolved the crisis of the spirit bird, he also created a feud with Zhuge Hou, and he would probably have a lot of trouble in the future.

However, he did not regret what he had done. After all, he had to protect the spirit bird at all costs.

Afterwards, Song Yun brought Lingque and slowly left the competition arena amid the envious and admiring gazes of many disciples, and walked towards the direction of Zhaixing Peak.

Along the way, the spirit bird seemed to know that it had gotten into a big disaster and escaped, so it became particularly well-behaved and stayed quietly on Song Yun's shoulder.

After Song Yun returned to Zhaixing Peak, he went straight back to his residence.