He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

The following day at noon, on the Bing-class arena, Fu Xun became the new champion as soon as he stepped onto the stage.

Having defeated the reigning champion who had won six consecutive matches, Leng Huan approached the betting odds and placed a large bet of 100,000 spirit stones on Fu Xun. Logically, as a junior champion, the odds shouldn't be high.

However, starting today is the intermediate champion competition, and the list has been released. Fu Xun will be facing off against the chief disciple sword cultivator of the Chixiao Sect in the west, the top disciple of the Liquan Academy in Liquan Mountain in the west, and Murong Qin from the Northern County!

These are all champions who have advanced, the best performers from the past few days. It's hard to say whether they got there by luck.

Therefore, Fu Xun's odds are not low either! At least nine times.

Leng Huan felt a little regretful that Leng Feng hadn't encountered Fu Xun yet, but if they kept winning, they might meet him in the end.

"Oh! Isn't this Miss Leng from the Leng family? You placed a bet too?"

Having just collected his betting slip (he needed the slip to collect his spirit stones after the results were announced), Leng Huan heard this strange and grating voice. He turned around and saw that it was someone he didn't recognize.

But this person was wearing a flashy and gorgeous purple robe. Upon closer inspection, oh, the Wen family's emblem was on the robe. So he was a member of the Wen family.

The man was reasonably good-looking, but Leng Huan really couldn't remember who he was. After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "...Who are you?"

"..." It was just a normal question, but the person broke down. He seemed to exclaim in disbelief, "You, you don't recognize me?"

Leng Huan was baffled: "You are, Wen...?"

The man sneered, "I'm Wen Ziqi's second brother. What, you don't even remember Ziqi?"

Oh... I see. Leng Huan suddenly realized. She knew it! In the original owner's memories, Wen Ziqi looked like a pretty boy, so he definitely wasn't like this!

It turned out to be Wen Zisheng, the second son of the Wen family. Upon closer inspection, there was a female cultivator beside him, who was the fourth daughter of the Wen family, Wen Ziyu.

Because Wen Ziqi was only from a collateral branch and didn't have a good relationship with the main branch, the original owner was even less familiar with them.

Upon closer inspection, it seems that apart from Wen Ziqi, who is quite good-looking, the rest of the Wen family members are rather ordinary!

Could it be that the original owner was attracted to Wen Ziqi's face?

No prospects!

Fu Xun is not as good-looking as any of them!

Leng Huan let out a long "Oh," feeling a prickling gaze on her back. She turned her gaze and saw that it was Wen Ziyu staring at her.

Caw~?

What?

Leng Huan squinted.

Wen Ziyu's eyes were filled with jealousy, and her voice was both sour and envious: "Miss Leng, it's been a long time... I wonder if Young Master Murong has seen you?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Huan immediately recalled what Leng Feng had mentioned earlier: the Wen family wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Murong family, and it seemed to be this Miss Wen. However, Murong Qin didn't think much of her, or more accurately, he didn't think much of the Wen family.

Wen Ziyu is actually quite pretty, even more so than her brothers.

Unfortunately, Murong Qin was not necessarily a good match either.

"Hmm...of course...oh!" Leng Huan was about to say something when she suddenly saw Murong Qin coming from that direction, and hurriedly pointed at him: "Miss Wen, look, your Young Master Murong is here!"

The voice wasn't lowered, and Leng Huan's voice was very penetrating, so Murong Qin heard it too, and his face darkened.

He won't be on stage for a few more matches, so he can get a good look at his opponents beforehand.

Upon hearing this, Murong Qin turned and left with a flick of his sleeve, not wanting to chat with Leng Huan or see the Wen family.

The Wen siblings: "..."

Leng Huan: "?"

Okay, she left and moved to the other side to watch Fu Xun fight.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Fu Xun's opponent in this match was a formation cultivator. Cultivators who could reach this level all possessed considerable skill. The two had been fighting for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and the opponent's formation array was truly unexpected.

This person reacted quickly, mastering various formations, including small illusion formations and killing formations, and concealment formations. Fu Xun focused on fighting the enemy. Although the small formations were not difficult to break, fighting like this was very time-consuming, and sometimes he had to find where the opponent was.

Swish!

Fu Xun shattered the illusion array filled with white mist with a single sword strike, and after the white mist dissipated, the array cultivator also disappeared.

.

The Immortal City Cave of Huanyue.

"Young Master, today in the battle against that formation cultivator, you used a violation of the formation to severely injure him..." the confidant reported in a low voice.

Fu Xiao, hands behind his back, said with satisfaction: "Good! This time, it would be best to cripple him even if he doesn't die. However, his cultivation level has improved so quickly since he became the champion, so he might not be easy to deal with."

"Fine, there's still the Fengshenglou Xuan List. We can't let him live any longer!"

The disciple dared not refute him, but said with doubt, "What you say is true, young master. But I heard that the second master sent someone to look for him yesterday, I'm afraid it's because..."

Fu Xiao raised his hand:

"It's alright. Second Uncle will just think it's a family scandal. They'll check it privately, but they won't bring it out in the open. Even if they see Fu Xun's exceptional talent now and want him to return to the Fu family, it's too late."

Who told them to stand idly by back then? They weren't even interested in hearing the truth Fu Xun supposedly investigated, and now they expect him to return? Hahaha, impossible…”

There is absolutely no way Fu Xun and the Fu family can reconcile!

.

The arena for a contest.

Fu Xun forced his opponent back with a sword strike, but the man donned his defensive gear and stood at a safe distance. He raised his hands, and the array bases that had been previously set up around the arena connected into a blue light, shouting, "Array activated!"

A killing formation had been secretly set up, almost completely covering the arena. Fu Xun, trapped within it, felt a slight chill. He immediately abandoned his guard, recklessly channeling all his spiritual energy into the Xuan Tie sword in his hand. The sword hummed, flashing with a pale purple light, its tassel vibrating.

When the formation completely suppressed the attack, it was like a thousand pounds pressing down. Under the immense pressure, Fu Xun's blood and qi flowed backward. With a shake of his arms, the huge sword shadow that was ready to be unleashed also brought tremendous force and slashed straight down at the person in the center of the formation!

A marble also went with it.

By the time the deacon realized something was wrong, a deafening roar erupted from the stage. A brilliant blue-purple light shone, and the explosive blast violently swept around. This time, the onlookers, having learned from experience, quickly retreated.

The cultivator was thrown to the edge of the ruins below the platform, coughing up blood and falling unconscious.

Another arena has been destroyed.

Before Leng Huan could even react with surprise, he waited for the air currents to dissipate, then, ignoring the dust and smoke, rushed to the ruins towards the person kneeling on one knee, leaning on his sword. Before he even got close, he saw the man slowly stand up.

"Yin Xun?" Leng Huan quickly helped him up.

Fu Xun wiped the blood from his mouth and slowly shook his head.

The deacon announced his victory, and the arena was destroyed, with a half-hour rest period.

The two were preparing to return to Ruyi Pavilion when, unexpectedly, Fu Xun suddenly fainted without warning...

Startled, Leng Huan quickly went to find Shen Hanyan.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, how is he?"

"He's fine, just unconscious. Let him rest for a while." Shen Hanyan stood up after checking and looked at Leng Huan: "Fellow Daoist Leng, you can transfer spiritual energy to him."

After saying that, he left without even prescribing the medicine.

Leng Huan had no choice but to transfer his spiritual power himself.

-

Leng Huan felt a heat emanating from Fu Xun, which subsided after an incense stick's time. He then withdrew his hand.

Fu Xun woke up.

Leng Huan handed him a cup of tea, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

After sitting up, Fu Xun took the spiritual tea and drank it all. Then he slowly explained:

"It's nothing. It's just because of a special body-strengthening technique. I had just reached the sixth level the day before yesterday and suffered internal injuries. The technique worked on its own and the injuries healed, which is why I fainted."

"It can recover on its own?" Leng Huan was slightly surprised. Every family has its own unique cultivation techniques and secret manuals. This one is quite impressive.

"Hmm." However, the initial body-forging process is extremely painful, beyond what ordinary people can endure.

"Are you really alright?" Leng Huan looked him over carefully.

"It's alright, look if you don't believe me." Fu Xun pulled her hand, their palms touching, indicating that she should use her spiritual power to investigate.

Leng Huan: "..." He quickly channeled a wisp of spiritual energy and then quickly withdrew his hand. Yes, he was indeed alright.

"So, will you be able to compete in the next match?"

Fu Xun withdrew his hand and smiled slightly: "Yes, but the formation cultivator just now violated the rules. I wonder if the Hall of Affairs has dealt with it?"

Leng Huan nodded: "That person knowingly violated the rules by using the ultimate killing formation. He has been disqualified from the competition and has been blacklisted by the tournament..."

Cheating is unacceptable. If Xiao Si weren't a princess of the Divine Dynasty, she would also be held accountable.

They say they'll stop short of the point, but actually, very few of them follow the rules.

Thinking of the Fu family members who came to see him last night, and knowing that Fu Xiao had also come, Fu Xun had some doubts about the matter of array cultivators. He looked at Leng Huan but did not say anything.