Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

When Gu Yi stepped onto the arena, a long-haired young man was already standing opposite him.

After taking a longsword from the armory, Gu Yi waited quietly for the match to begin.

"Hmph, with my skill, I'm sure I'll win this first round."

Gu Yi glanced at the person opposite him with a dismissive look, like an elder looking at a junior.

[Three, two, one, the match begins!]

As the match began, the long-haired youth on the other side, gripping his spear, made the first move.

Gu Yi snorted coldly and strode off to meet the attack.

From a distance, the two figures quickly collided.

"Clang!"

With a loud clang of weapons clashing, Gu Yi's expression suddenly changed, as he felt a terrifying force coming from the weapon in his hand.

Almost the next moment, he was sent flying backward.

As Gu Yi adjusted his body and returned to the ground, a figure silently appeared directly opposite him.

A spear of light shot towards them, accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, causing Gu Yi's expression to change.

"roll!"

Gu Yi roared, his internal energy suddenly erupted, and his longsword clashed with the spear, forcing it back.

After getting a chance to catch his breath, Gu Yi's expression finally returned to normal. He muttered to himself, "Good lad, if an ordinary person had been dealing with this series of attacks, they would have been defeated long ago."

"Unfortunately, you've run into me, Gu Yi!"

The next moment, Gu Yi took a step and shot out like an arrow.

"Blazing Wave Slash!"

Suddenly, Gu Yi appeared above Ding Fan's head, with waves of fire rolling around the long sword in his hand.

At the moment of the strike, Ding Fan felt a wave of intense heat wash over him.

"Defeat."

As Gu Yi was about to cut down Ding Fan, he felt that the outcome was already decided and immediately revealed a smile.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly noticed the slight upturn of Ding Fan's smile.

"Pfft!"

An untimely piercing sound rang out, causing Gu Yi to pause abruptly. His longsword stopped above Ding Fan's head, unable to strike him down.

Gu Yi was horrified. He looked down and saw that the spear had somehow pierced through his heart.

"How could it be so fast?"

Gu Yi said in a hoarse voice.

Looking at Ding Fan, who still had a smile on his face, Gu Yi felt like he was being mocked.

With Ding Fan forcefully pulling out his spear, the match finally ended.

[Fifth game, Ding Fan wins]

Meanwhile, in the room where Jinhua City is located.

Yang Mao's face was grim; he never expected that Gu Yi would be eliminated in just the first round.

Soon after, Gu Yi reappeared in the room, but his face fell, looking as if he had eaten a pile of excrement.

"Sect Master Yang, I was careless just now, otherwise I would definitely have won."

Gu Yi's face was grim, but he continued to try his best to defend himself.

"It's okay, just do your best."

Yang Mao's face was gloomy. Seeing Gu Yi still trying to argue, he felt a nameless anger rising in his heart, but he couldn't vent it.

He had already seen from their exchange that Ding Fan's strength was clearly superior to Gu Yi's, and in their final clash, Ding Fan had completely outmaneuvered Gu Yi.

If Gu Yi sincerely admits defeat, Yang Mao will definitely not say anything, after all, being less skilled is being less skilled.

But to his surprise, Gu Yi shamelessly admitted that he had been careless and failed to see the difference in strength between the two sides.

For a moment, Yang Mao regretted hiring Gu Yi, feeling that he had made a mistake in choosing him and that his appearance fee had been wasted.

Noticing Yang Mao's expression, Gu Yi's face grew even uglier. He wanted to explain but didn't know what to say, so he could only find a place to sit down to cover up his embarrassment.

Mo Hong remained calm. Of course, he could see that Gu Yi was still putting on a brave face, and his opinion of him dropped a notch.

The match continued, and Zhao Lin also made his appearance during this time, easily defeating his opponent.

Yang Mao finally smiled after a long time.

However, without comparison, there is no harm. Sitting to the side, Gu Yi's eyes were very complicated. He didn't say a word, only feeling more and more ashamed to be here.

"Damn it, why didn't I encounter such a weak opponent earlier?"

Gu Yi clenched his fists, feeling that bad luck had caused his initial setback.

As the match progressed, Mo Hong was finally drawn in the fifteenth round.

[Mo Hong vs. Chu Qing]

As soon as the lottery results were announced, Mo Hong's figure quickly disappeared from the room.

Upon seeing Mo Hong appear on the arena, Gu Yi's mind immediately became active.

Gu Yi had already been eliminated, so leaving now wouldn't have been a problem, but he stubbornly stayed until now.

Why? Just to wait for Mo Hong to appear!

"As a freshman, Mo Hong has only been at the school for less than half a year, and the first semester hasn't even ended yet. Even if he's a prodigy, he's definitely weaker than me."

"Although I don't know why Yang Mao is looking for him, I've already lost, so this guy is probably just a bystander."

With this thought in mind, Gu Yi immediately felt much better.

He believed that Yang Mao would feel better about his previous defeat now that Mo Hong had also lost.

After all, he wasn't the only one who lost!

With this in mind, Gu Yi looked at the arena with more anticipation.

, ...

Meanwhile, when Mo Hong regained consciousness, he found himself on the arena.

After glancing at the young man opposite him, Mo Hong took out a battle knife from the armory.

After gripping his sword tightly, Mo Hong waited quietly for the match to begin.

[The match begins]

As the match officially began, both sides felt their physical constraints suddenly disappear.

call out!

Mo Hong's steps faltered slightly, and in the next instant, he transformed into a blur and darted away.

The man named Chu Qing was equally quick, rushing out almost the instant Mo Hongdong moved.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures collided.

Amidst the fierce clash of weapons, the two men shifted their stances constantly, exchanging more than twenty blows in that brief moment.

"Power of Ice, Freeze!"

Suddenly, icy power appeared around Chu Qing, causing Mo Hong's movements to slow down by half a beat.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Chu Qing's eyes, and a sword beam streaked across the scene with the speed of lightning.

"Die!"

Chu Qing roared angrily.

His trick always worked. When he used the power of elemental ice in the midst of a fierce battle with his enemies, he would often catch them off guard and they would almost always fall victim to his attack.

"It's you that damn it!"

Suddenly, time seemed to slow down more than tenfold, and a crescent-shaped blade of light streaked across the sky, dazzling and magnificent.

"Draw your sword and kill!"

The next moment, a head shot into the sky.

Looking at the mangled corpse with its head severed, Mo Hong slowly lowered his battle sword.

Mo Hongsheng

, ...

"How is this possible? Mo Hong's strength is actually this formidable?"

Gu Yi's face turned deathly pale upon seeing this.

When Mo Hong was frozen, he thought the outcome was already decided, but he never expected there would be such a twist.