Chapter 2051 - 1845: It’s Over (Part 2)

Chapter 2051: Chapter 1845: It’s Over (Part 2)

Gu Zi made a funny face at Shen Cheng and said disdainfully: "Can’t take losing? If you can’t, come on stage and we’ll fight again."

"Fight then!"

Shen Cheng shouted coldly and was about to step onto the stage.

"Shen Cheng, return."

A cold shout was heard.

It was Shen Wenguang speaking from the high platform.

Shen Cheng’s behavior was simply disgraceful to the Shen Family.

"Hmph!"

Shen Cheng glared at Gu Zi, snorted unhappily, and turned back to where the Shen Family was sitting.

Gu Zi giggled and looked toward the fifth platform, waving her hand and saying: "Song Yun, I won."

At that moment, her delighted demeanor seemed as if she was reporting her victory to Song Yun.

This scene made the young people present furious to the point of vomiting blood.

They looked at Song Yun with eyes that could kill.

You cozy up to Dongfang Yun, fine, but even across several platforms, Gu Zi wins and comes to report to you.

You’re munching on one, holding another!

Both beautiful women of the Ancient Martial World are enchanted by you; have you no shame?

At this moment, everyone was cursing Song Yun in their hearts.

"The top ten have emerged; next is the round-robin battle. All contestants, please rest for half an hour before the battle begins."

After Elder Xue of Changshan announced this, everyone left the stage.

"Do your best later."

Dongfang Yun encouraged Song Yun with a word and returned to the Changshan Sect’s area.

The others also returned to their respective areas.

Song Yun had just sat down when Lin Jun said seriously: "Song Yun, what’s going on between you and Dongfang Yun and Gu Zi?"

Uh-oh, the brother-in-law is causing trouble.

"What’s going on, Brother Lin Jun, what are you talking about?"

Song Yun looked at Lin Jun with a puzzled face, his clear eyes as innocent as a newborn baby.

In front of Lin Jun, he had to act.

Otherwise, knowing Lin Jun’s personality, if he knew there were so many girls in Qingyun Villa, he would definitely not let him connect with Lin Rou.

Lin Jun was silent for a while, then asked again: "Really nothing?"

"What are you talking about?"

Song Yun still looked puzzled.

Lin Jun nodded and muttered: "It’s good if there’s nothing, rest for a while and prepare for the next battle."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to rest.

Half an hour quickly passed.

Elder Xue of Changshan stood at the side of the specially made stage and announced loudly: "Next, the ten strong battles officially begin. According to the draw, the first match is Song Yun versus Shen Han!"

Against Shen Han.

Song Yun raised his eyebrows, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of murder flashed in his eyes.

Swoosh.

A figure leaped up from the Shen Family area.

Shen Han climbed onto the stage, straightened his chest, raised his hand, pointed at Song Yun, and shouted violently: "Song Yun, your death day has arrived. Today, I must let you see the power of the Shen Family’s warriors!"

Taunting, blatantly taunting.

"Yes, you’re absolutely right; indeed, your death day has arrived."

Song Yun said calmly, without any flashy gestures, as he walked step by step toward the stage.

He stepped onto the stage, slowly tugged a curve onto his lips, and said coldly to Shen Han: "However, it’s your death day."

"Hahahahaha..."

The whole crowd burst into laughter, as if Song Yun had told a joke.

Everyone laughed as soon as they heard Song Yun say Shen Han’s death day had arrived.

"You hiding behind a woman’s back actually want to defeat Shen Han, are you dreaming?"

"Haha, you ruined Shen Han’s face the day you killed Beidi’s Three Eagles; today Shen Han definitely won’t spare you."

"Arrogant guy, you’re doomed."

"Daring to hit on Dongfang Yun and Gu Zi, this is your karma."

Below the stage, people were saying all sorts of things, but not a single word of praise.

Shen Han smiled smugly and shrugged at Song Yun: "Looks like everyone thinks you’ll lose."

Song Yun nodded solemnly: "Right, last time you also thought I would lose, then I smashed your face. I must tell you, after your plastic surgery, you look much better than before."

Plastic surgery was Shen Han’s sore spot.

He shouted angrily: "Song Yun, I am no longer who I used to be. Now I’ve advanced to the late SS level, and I’ve trained in a powerful fist technique, hmph, you’re absolutely not my match."

Song Yun chuckled, still the same phrase: "Last time, you also thought I wasn’t your match."

"You..."

Shen Han trembled with anger, unable to refute Song Yun’s words.

He snorted coldly, "You only have a sharp tongue, let me show you my fists later."

At this moment, seeing Song Yun and Shen Han standing ready, Elder Xue on the side of the arena declared, "Reiterating the rules, falling off the arena and admitting defeat both count as a loss. Additionally, you can kill, but not after the opponent has lost combat capability, do you all understand?"

Shen Han licked his lips, displaying a bloodthirsty expression, and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t give him a chance to fall off the arena or admit defeat."

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Led by the Shen family, the entire venue erupted in unified cheers, rooting for Shen Han.

Especially those young men who admired Dongfang Yun and Gu Zi, they roared particularly vigorously.

Perhaps they couldn’t win over the beauties, but they didn’t want Song Yun to have them either.

They pinned their hopes on Shen Han, hoping he could vent their anger, at least give him a ruthless beating if not kill Song Yun.

In their eyes, Shen Han dealing with the evasive Song Yun from the first round posed no pressure.

The cheers were so loud that Elder Xue, the referee, couldn’t help but frown and used his True Qi to shout, "Song Yun versus Shen Han, start."

His True Qi was powerful, his voice louder, surpassing the entire venue.

As soon as he spoke, everyone fixed their eyes on the arena.

The battle was about to erupt. How many moves could Song Yun endure?

But when everyone’s gaze shifted over, they only saw Song Yun’s figure waver slightly, then gradually fade and disappear.

It turned out, the moment after the referee announced the start, he had already moved.

What remained was just an afterimage.

Upon closer inspection, in an instant, Song Yun had already appeared five meters behind Shen Han, standing at the edge of the arena.

He turned his back to Shen Han.

Swish.

A sword, returned to its sheath.

Those below the stage only saw a flash of cold light reflected from the sword’s edge before the hilt, unable to even grasp the sword’s appearance, not knowing if it had truly been drawn.

"Song Yun, you coward, relying on your speed to try to escape the arena? Hmph, I won’t give you the chance."

Shen Han snapped coldly, turning to look toward Song Yun at the edge of the arena.

"Tiger Dominance Fist!"

He roared, charging forth.

Upon hearing the words "Tiger Dominance Fist," those below the stage were visibly moved.

This is one of the Shen family’s renowned mastery techniques, immensely powerful, with the might of a tyrant, akin to a tiger.

At this moment, Shen Han seemed like a fierce tiger, rushing toward Song Yun’s back.

"It’s over."

Song Yun didn’t turn around, saying calmly.

His words were somewhat nonsensical.

Subsequently, he stepped off the arena, without looking back, heading toward his seat.

What’s going on?

Did Song Yun just concede?

Everyone’s minds were filled with question marks.

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Shen Han, with his overwhelming aura, suddenly lost vitality, cutting off his True Qi supply.

A burst of blood spurted from his abdomen, his body split into two halves.

His legs kept running forward due to inertia, while his upper body fell to the ground.

Blood and viscera covered the ground.

Shen Han’s legs, driven by inertia, ran to the edge of the arena before stopping, crashing down horizontally.

The scene was chilling.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

The previously noisy venue fell silent.

Only the soft footsteps of Song Yun as he walked towards his seat could be heard.

After a few seconds’ pause, the entire crowd finally understood what had happened just now.

When Song Yun said "it’s over," he meant the battle was over.

Because in that instant, he drew his sword and killed Shen Han.

Looking at the corpse on the arena, everyone could hardly believe it. Shen Han, at the late ss level, was just sliced in half like that.

Song Yun’s strength was actually so formidable!

Just now, his speed was too fast to perceive, comparable to sss level.

It turns out, he wasn’t a weakling hiding behind women.

He was strong, strong enough to instantly kill late ss level Shen Han.

Then, what realm is he in?