Long Feicheng's breathing suddenly quickened, and he immediately turned the lens to the lake.
The zither music was melodious, slowly entering everyone's ears, and the audience on the scene couldn't help but look sideways.
When they saw a boat on the lake with someone on it, they couldn't help but exclaim, shouting for their companions to look.
The heavy rain blurred the sky and the earth, and the gloomy sky cast a gray-white veil over West Lake, turning the world into black and white.
Against this backdrop, reminiscent of an ink-wash landscape painting, a lone skiff sailed across West Lake, with countless blooming lotuses behind it.
Lin Zitong played the ancient zither left by Zou Xiazi, while Ghost King Taohuaying held an umbrella for her. The umbrella was a vibrant red, the only color in the world.
That was the Red God Umbrella.
And at the prow, Yan Shouyi stood proudly in a blue robe.
The clothes had been delivered yesterday from Yan Jing's Fengyi Xuan. Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi, having heard about the arena battle, had rushed to make this outfit for him.
The small boat moved slowly. Careful observers noticed that no one was propelling it, nor was there any wind on the lake. Yet, the skiff headed directly towards the arena!
"Who is that? Does anyone recognize them?"
"That looks like Yan Shouyi! The one playing the zither is Lin Zitong, the sect leader of Lushan Sect, and Yan Shouyi's wife!"
"The zither music is propelling the boat forward. This Lin Zitong is not only incredibly skilled and talented but also a master of the zither..."
"The one holding the umbrella for Lin Zitong seems to be the Ghost King! Hiss... the Ghost King is holding an umbrella? That's too eerie!"
"Oh no, what if I suddenly want to steal Yan Shouyi's wife?"
The bullet comments in the live stream also became abuzz.
Since Yan Shouyi hadn't made a move yet, most netizens were drawn to appearances. When Lin Zitong appeared, everyone couldn't help but praise her.
As expected of the "True Master Chi Qing" who gained countless fans at the Luotian Great Ceremony!
After Long Feicheng regained his senses, he started blocking those idiotic netizens who were clamoring to steal his wife.
But this time, due to the overwhelming support, Long Feicheng couldn't block them all and had to give up.
Later, he discovered that the bullet comments had started to flood the screen with a uniform message: "Revenge for my wife, an irreconcilable hatred!"
Huh? This phrase sounded so familiar.
Long Feicheng immediately started scrolling through the bullet comments to see which irresponsible individual was stirring up trouble.
As expected, he found the ID of the first instigator, which was [Long Feicheng, Not a Simp].
"It must be Han Gou Wang!" Long Feicheng was furious and directly imposed a five-hundred-year ban on the account.
Han Gou Wang, who was far away in Maoshan, saw his screen suddenly go black and angrily shouted about the abuse of power.
...
The commotion from the audience also affected Yangshan Jun on the stage.
Yangshan Jun looked towards the lake and saw the lone skiff. He snorted, "Putting on a false show!"
Despite his words, the presence of Taohuaying, the Ghost King, did put some pressure on Yangshan Jun.
Taohuaying was no ordinary Ghost King, and Yangshan Jun was wary of him. The fact that Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong could have such a Ghost King hold an umbrella for them indicated that their status was not simple.
Wu Tianfeng stared at the gently approaching skiff, suddenly feeling irritable and a surge of inexplicable anger.
This entrance... was too cool!
Yan Shouyi arrived amidst the clamoring, with a beauty playing the zither behind him and the Ghost King holding an umbrella, his presence was elevated to the ultimate level!
In comparison, Wu Tianfeng suddenly felt that his own arrival at the Folk Research Association by car earlier was incredibly lame!
"Damn it..." Wu Tianfeng felt a pang in his liver.
The skiff docked, and Yan Shouyi leaped onto the stage.
He looked up at Yangshan Jun. Although there was a vast difference in their physical size, for some reason, Yan Shouyi felt no disadvantage at all.
"The warm-up matches are over. The time has come for me to defend the arena."
The Left Protector was the first to challenge Yan Shouyi, and he had already summoned Yangshan Jun. Earlier, Wang Jiwang had also conceded on behalf of Zhao Yiyao.
Next, it was time for the battle between Yan Shouyi and Yangshan Jun.
Yangshan Jun slightly restrained his strength, his tiger claws still raised, seemingly using Zhao Yiyao as a hostage. "Insignificant brat, if you can wound this king, I will release this tonic!"
Yangshan Jun was extremely arrogant, appearing to believe that Yan Shouyi posed no threat to him.
Zhao Yiyao, enduring the pressure, wanted to tell Yan Shouyi not to make a move and that she could hold on a little longer, but she found that she couldn't speak due to the immense pressure.
Forget it, I can't hold on. Zhao Yiyao sighed inwardly.
Yan Shouyi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression gradually turning cold. "I said, release her."
Yangshan Jun sneered, "Didn't you hear what I just said? I said..."
*Puchi!*
A sharp blade light flashed across the world.
Yangshan Jun's pupils contracted, and he looked at Yan Shouyi in shock.
Zhao Yiyao suddenly realized that the pressure she was under had completely disappeared.
What was going on?
Zhao Yiyao poked her head out, directly released her grip, and stepped out from under Yangshan Jun's tiger claw, retreating to the side as if nothing had happened.
"What's happening?" Zhao Yiyao asked in surprise.
The Left Protector sensed something was wrong and urged Yangshan Jun from behind, "What are you doing? Why would you just let go of the vital energy you had in hand? I told you beforehand, if you let her go, I won't compensate for the five hundred people lost!"
Seeing that Yangshan Jun did not respond and was still smug, the Left Protector thought his pressure had lessened.
But then he felt something was wrong again.
Why was Yangshan Jun still not responding?!
As the Left Protector was wondering, a blood line flashed across Yangshan Jun's neck.
Immediately, countless blood spurted from Yangshan Jun's neck, instantly drenching the entire arena!
*Boom—*
Yangshan Jun's massive body crashed down, like a collapsing mountain, shaking the surrounding ground!
Only then did everyone see that Yangshan Jun had been decapitated!
"This..."
Everyone stared at the scene, falling into a deathly silence for a moment.
In Yan Shouyi's hand appeared a long black saber, its blade glinting with a cold light. Only a single drop of warm blood dripped from the blade.
"You dare to shout at me, mere Ghost King?"
Yan Shouyi flicked his Zanpakuto, shaking off the last drop of blood, his expression indifferent. "Even if you are a thousand-year demon king, if you gave me a thousand years, becoming an immortal or a god might not be impossible! And you are just a mere demon king, aren't you ashamed!"
Killing the tiger and stabbing the heart!
Full of mockery!
Yan Shouyi, whom everyone had waited for so long, had indeed not disappointed them!
The moment he appeared, he displayed thunderous means, instantly killing the Yangshan Jun who had previously caused them great shock!
That was a thousand-year demon king!
Killed in an instant!
Was this cheating?!
The Left Protector looked at the fallen corpse and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
Yangshan Jun was someone he feared, someone he couldn't fully control, and had to bargain with every time he summoned.
But such an existence was easily killed by Yan Shouyi.
Just how strong is this Yan Shouyi?!