Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

Zhou Fangxu felt something was off. He had wanted to help Su Yang earlier to confirm it. He had a feeling that the beams of light hadn't hit Su Yang, but Su Yang had definitely been knocked away right in front of him. But the outcome was already decided, and there was no point in dwelling on it.

This time it was Shi Jinpeng and the Tang siblings' turn to be happy. Shi Jinpeng naturally didn't believe that Su Yang would be defeated after Zhou Fangxu suddenly changed his tactics. Although he didn't know what had happened, he was still happy.

Shi Yao'er looked worried, but she tried her best to comfort herself: "It's okay, Zhou Fangxu is a sixth-level elementalist, it's normal that he can't beat him. He can definitely beat the next Li Wenlin!"

Su Yang was carried back to the rest area. The healers continued to apply elemental power, but Su Yang did not react. When the time was almost up, Su Yang slowly sat up, as if he had just been healed. Sitting on the ground, he recalled Zhou Fangxu's move: "So the light element can also take that form. How come I didn't think of that? This trip was worth it."

"Are you alright?" Lin Anlan asked with concern as she saw Su Yang wake up.

Su Yang shook his head to indicate that he was fine, then sat back down in his chair, pondering how to improve his skills and how to perform in the next round without being seen through.

"It seems there is still a significant difference in strength between fifth-tier and sixth-tier elementalists." Tang Tianlei breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to his face.

"Now it all comes down to this final match. Also, just in case, you should try to explain things to Miss Shi." Tang Wan said with some concern. If those rumors were true, given Shi Yao'er's personality, she might do something unexpected if the County Magistrate's Mansion won the final match.

"You're right, I need to find a way to get to the ring."

Soon, the final match began. Li Wenlin, the last elementalist from the County Commandant's Mansion, stepped onto the arena. Looking at Su Yang, who was clearly weak, his initial anxiety subsided. Given Su Yang's current condition, perhaps he could win!

After the duel began, Li Wenlin continued Zhou Fangxu's fighting style, initially using some common and simple skills. His idea was to take advantage of Su Yang's current weakness to further deplete his elemental reserves, and then deliver a decisive blow when the time was right.

"Why is it like this again..." Su Yang helplessly exchanged blows with Li Wenlin in a mundane manner, feeling extremely frustrated: "No, I can't keep dragging this out. I have to take the initiative to find an opportunity and pretend to make a mistake."

Then Su Yang changed his move, pushing off with his feet and gathering a ball of light in his hand, charging straight towards Li Wenlin. Su Yang's sudden change of move startled Li Wenlin. Looking at the ball of light in Su Yang's hand, he was momentarily confused, unsure what kind of skill it was, and appeared somewhat flustered. However, he quickly regained his composure; whatever the attack, he had to dodge first!

As Su Yang approached, the moment the two made contact, Li Wenlin leaped high into the air, intending to dodge. Unexpectedly, Su Yang stepped on his left foot and soared into the sky, the ball of light in his hand heading straight for Li Wenlin's face.

Li Wenlin was shocked and forcefully dodged to the side in mid-air, while Su Yang continued to rush upwards, revealing an opening.

"A great opportunity!" Li Wenlin was overjoyed at the sight. Without thinking twice, he decided to strike first! He raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Finally, it's done!" Su Yang was overjoyed. He deliberately shrank the Flowing Cloud Barrier to a few centimeters in front of his body, allowing Li Wenlin to punch him in the abdomen with full light element power.

With a muffled thud, Su Yang was sent flying backward, crashing against the edge of the arena. His hand fell limply to the ground, and the ball of light in his hand gradually dissipated. All of this foreshadowed Su Yang's defeat in this final match.

"Good! Good!" The spectators cheered. Although the two had been exchanging meaningless blows, in the eyes of the spectators, since they were both fifth-tier elementalists, it was normal for them to go back and forth.

The steward appeared on the arena at just the right moment and shouted, "Li Wenlin wins the final match! The Prefectural Commandant's Mansion wins two and loses one, thus winning this competition!"

"Hahahaha! Great! Great!" Shi Jinpeng laughed heartily, very satisfied with the result, and even went up on stage to congratulate Li Wenlin.

The moment the outcome was decided, Shi Yao'er felt completely drained. She stared blankly at Su Yang, who lay motionless on the stage, her eyes filled with despair, followed by boundless anger. She hated herself and her father for entrusting her happiness to this stranger, and so she took her anger out on Su Yang.

With a loud bang, the roof of the stands where Shi Yao'er was located was blown off. Her body was flashing with red light. She then leaped onto the arena, her hands glowing red, and struck out with a palm towards Su Yang, who was lying on the ground. Several fireballs rushed towards Su Yang.

"Yao'er, stop!" Shi Jinpeng shouted, but Shi Yao'er's attack had already been launched. Seeing that the fireball was about to hit Su Yang, the spectators below the stage unconsciously covered their eyes, afraid of witnessing this cruel scene. However, no explosion was heard for a long time.

Those who dared to open their eyes saw a woman in red standing in front of Su Yang, holding a sword with a bright red blade that was radiating heat. The woman was none other than Lin Anlan.

"Miss Shi! What is the meaning of this?!" Lin Anlan glared angrily, extremely dissatisfied with Shi Yao'er's actions.

Shi Jinpeng also came over and scolded, "Yao'er! You're just being ridiculous! Get down here right now!"

Shi Yao'er turned her face, tears already streaming down her cheeks: "I'm being silly? Doesn't Father know why I'm being silly!"

The word "father" made Shi Jinpeng unable to bear blaming her anymore. He hadn't heard his daughter call him that since Shi Yao'er's mother passed away.

"Stop fooling around, let's go back." His tone softened, and he beckoned to several guards to come and take Shi Yao'er back.

Watching what had just happened from a distance, Tang Wan sensed something was wrong and pulled Tang Tianlei forward. She felt that Shi Yao'er's condition was not right and that something might be about to happen.

As the two guards approached, Shi Yao'er suddenly attacked, shoving one of them aside and drawing the sword from his waist. She held it to her own neck and cried resolutely, "Since Father insists on disregarding Yao'er's happiness, then Yao'er will go find Mother!"

"Yao'er!"

"Yang'er, no!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously, one from Shi Jinpeng, who was close at hand, and the other from Tang Tianlei, who was far away. However, Tang Tianlei was too far away; the hundred-meter distance seemed like an insurmountable chasm. Shi Jinpeng wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Shi Yao'er was too resolute; as soon as she finished speaking, she held the sword with both hands and slashed it towards her own neck without any hesitation.

"Brother Sanshi, see you in the next life!"