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The surrounding people's faces darkened as they looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

A sissy was the nickname these savage body cultivator had for spirit cultivators. It was because those spirit cultivators did not dare to fight against them in close quarters.

"Cough, old man, is Ling Yun alright?!" Ye Man's feeble voice pulled everyone back from their shock.

"Cough." Ye Canghai gave an awkward cough, scratched his head, and said somewhat embarrassedly: "I didn't pay attention to him!"

"…" Ye Man.

On the arena, the violent energy gradually dissipated, and the resplendent light dissipated. The wide arena was once again revealed itself, but after that battle, it could already be considered a scene of total devastation and devastation.

On the stage, a gigantic dragon elephant stood up. Compared to the dazzling light from before, the light was dim and full of cracks.

Ka-cha! *

The star light shot out from the crack and the dragon elephant became more and more illusionary. It slowly disintegrated, turning into a rain of light that poured into the revealed body of the teenager.

At this moment, everyone's gazes towards the young man were different. There was a trace of reverence in their eyes. This was the world where the strong were respected.

If one did not have a powerful cultivation, no matter how much more respected their status was, they would still be mocked by others. And if one had a powerful cultivation, they would be respected.

Just as Ling Yun's body was revealed, it swayed, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Other than spiritual energy and spiritual power, he had used almost all of his methods in the previous battle.

A ray of light shot over and stopped by his side, transforming into a slim and graceful young lady. The young lady reached out to support the crumbling Ling Yun, and grumbled: "It's just a competition, is there a need to work so hard?"

Although he was complaining, everyone could hear the concern in his voice.

In front of the stage, a figure appeared. It was Ling Zhan, looking at the two people on the stage who looked like a couple under the sunlight, he scratched his head in embarrassment and turned to leave.

"I'm fine!" Hearing the young lady's complaints, Ling Yun laughed bitterly, then suddenly laughed wickedly. He reached out and grabbed her waist, took a whiff, and said: "Smells good!"

Seeing that Ling Yun was not forgetting to wipe her oil yet, Ling'er blushed and fiercely glared at him. Especially when she heard the booing coming from below the stage, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in.

"Brother Ye, are you alright?" Ling Yun's expression became serious, looked at Ye Canghai and Ye Man who had appeared beside him, and said with a somewhat weak voice.

"I'm fine!" Although he was covered in blood and looked miserable, Ye Man was still smiling. His smile was very bright and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit, "This battle, is really too damn satisfying. Your Highness, when we have time in the future, we will definitely spar."

He had already taken a healing pill and a blood pill to replenish his energy. Now, he could just barely stand.

Ling Yun smiled and nodded.

"Wait till you've recovered!" Ye Canghai snapped at him in annoyance.

"Old man, stop hitting my head. Be careful that my cultivation level increases in the future, I'll beat you up everyday!" Ye Man scratched his head and said.

"How shameless! He doesn't know how to respect his teacher!" It's time to fight! " Ye Canghai struck his head a few more times, causing Ye Man to roar over and over again.

"Hurry up!" Ling'er snorted lightly, wrapped her arms around Ling Yun's waist, and with a light tap of her jade feet, flew towards the stage.

"This young lady's cultivation seems to be very strong. This time, the Heaven's Pride Board will definitely have one of her seats!" The surrounding spectators were discussing amongst themselves.