Chapter 20: Rules Are Only Meant to Restrain the Weak

The bystander sees clearly, while the participant is lost.

Su Yutong did not know what had happened at first, until she heard the discussions all around and finally understood.

"You actually have another High-grade Magical Artifact!"

She looked at Wang Yu Yao's right hand, her gaze landing on the Perfect Profound Water Ring, and her expression became extremely ugly.

That old mongrel is far too generous, isn't he?

To think he would pile four High-grade Magical Artifacts on this lowly woman in one go!

Especially this blue ring, which actually possesses the peculiar and powerful effect of enhancing the might of other Magical Artifacts.

Such a Magical Artifact is far more precious than ordinary Magical Artifacts of the same level!

Wang Yu Yao said nothing.

Within the Perfect Profound Water Ring, an invisible force merged into the Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword.

The Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword trembled.

An ice-cold, bone-piercing mist spread out, wrapping the entire sword body, and then the cold air contracted and condensed onto the surface of the Flying Sword, turning into a layer of solid ice.

In the blink of an eye, the Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword transformed into a crystal-clear ice sword.

From atop the sword body, a shocking chill spread outward.

The temperature on the arena plummeted.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

The ice sword pierced the air, appearing before Su Yutong in the blink of an eye.

As the ice sword drew near, the terrifying chill soared straight upward.

Su Yutong felt her body becoming stiff, as if she might be frozen at any moment.

Her expression changed.

The Spiritual Power within her body circulated rapidly, and her stiff body eased slightly.

She pressed her palms together, her fingers overlapping to form a seal.

Golden Light Seal!

A Golden Light emerged from between her palms and fingers, merging into her Flying Sword, causing it to transform into a golden sword.

The next moment, the two swords collided.

The ice-cold mist swept across the arena, and the golden sword Qi was entirely frozen and shattered.

A moment later.

The mist dissipated, and a disheveled figure appeared.

Su Yutong's hair was disheveled, and she knelt on one knee.

On her shoulder was a bloody, mangled hole, shocking to behold.

The terrifying Ice Intent turned into a layer of frost on her hair and skin.

The blood from the wound on her shoulder froze the moment it flowed out, turning into ice crystals that shattered on the ground.

"You have lost!"

Wang Mengyao's long hair danced, and the Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword above her head pointed directly at Su Yutong, spitting out icy sword Qi.

"No—impossible!"

"How could I possibly lose to a bitch like you?"

Su Yutong was momentarily distraught.

Then she suddenly raised her head, appearing as if she had gone mad.

"How could a lowly woman like you be worthy of comparing yourself to me?"

"Impossible!"

Wang Yu Yao frowned and pointed her finger forward.

The Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword shot straight toward Su Yutong.

Su Yutong's combat strength was already less than one-tenth; if this sword landed, she would be dead or crippled.

Whoosh!

Just at this moment, a scorching beam of light like a shooting star breaking through the air suddenly struck from outside the Number 9 Arena.

Beside Yun Zhongque, an Inner Sect Elder frowned, about to intervene.

Yun Zhongque suddenly waved his hand, stopping him.

This Inner Sect Elder was startled, and in his hesitation, he ultimately did not strike.

During this Elder's hesitation.

The flowing light had already appeared in the Number 9 Arena, accurately slamming into the Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword.

A scorching aura erupted, the cold air on the Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword was instantly melted, and it was knocked flying back.

Boom!

The flowing light landed.

A scorching and powerful air wave swept out.

Caught off guard, Wang Yu Yao was struck squarely, spat out a mouthful of blood, and retreated several steps.

When the air wave subsided.

A half-foot-deep crater appeared in everyone's sight.

In the crater, a Golden Jade Talisman was stuck in the ground like a blade.

"Yutong, you forgot to bring this."

At the same time, a faint voice spread throughout the Square.

Wang Jianqiang narrowed his eyes, his gaze cast toward Number 1 Arena.

That Golden Jade Talisman was precisely what Ye Lingyun had thrown out.

Number 1 Arena and Number 9 Arena were separated by several hundred zhang.

Although this strike from Wang Yu Yao was not at full power, being able to intercept it from such a great distance was enough to demonstrate his strength.

"It's Ye Lingyun!"

"He actually made a move!"

"To be able to intercept Wang Yu Yao's attack from such a distance, Ye Lingyun's strength has grown even stronger!"

The crowd all around finally reacted, their gazes turning one after another toward Number 1 Arena.

At the same time, Su Yutong also reacted.

When she saw the Golden Jade Talisman, her expression immediately turned joyful.

With a wave of her palm, she drew the Golden Jade Talisman toward her.

"You bitch, go to hell!"

Amidst a sharp shout, she channeled all her remaining Spiritual Power into the Golden Jade Talisman.

The next moment, the Golden Jade Talisman suddenly transformed into a large patch of light spots, which then gathered again above her head, and a golden light blade slowly took shape.

A powerful fluctuation spread out, growing stronger as the golden light blade gradually formed.

The crowd's attention was drawn back once again.

Bursts of exclamations subsequently resounded throughout the entire Square.

"Heavens, it's actually a Talisman Treasure!"

"This Golden Jade Talisman is a Talisman Treasure?"

"Wang Yu Yao is doomed to lose!"

Talisman Treasure!

Wang Jianqiang looked at the light blade in the arena that had been transformed from the Jade Talisman and frowned.

A so-called Talisman Treasure is a type of extremely special spiritual talisman, refined using the origin power of powerful implements like Spirit Tools or Magic Treasures, supplemented by methods of the Talisman Path.

Because a Talisman Treasure can at most possess thirty percent of the power of the source implement, and the origin of the implement is very difficult to repair once consumed, refining a Talisman Treasure is a very uneconomical act.

Usually, only elders will refine them to protect beloved juniors, allowing them to defend themselves.

This also makes Talisman Treasures quite rare.

"Talisman Treasures have a limit on the number of uses; once the usage limit is reached, they will shatter completely."

"What exactly is the relationship between this Ye Lingyun and Su Yutong, that he would be willing to give her a Talisman Treasure to use?"

Wang Jianqiang looked at the two of them thoughtfully, then stood up and looked at the three figures standing in mid-air.

"Elder, this action should have broken the rules of the competition, right?"

His voice, bolstered by Spiritual Power, instantly spread throughout the entire Square.

The Square fell silent.

Everyone looked over in astonishment.

Wang Jianqiang, the most famous trash of the Outer Sect, actually dared to stand up at this moment and question an Inner Sect Elder?

"This item was originally Su Yutong's possession; I merely brought it to give to her."

Before the three Inner Sect Elders could speak.

On Number 1 Arena, Ye Lingyun shifted his gaze, his sharp eyes piercing toward Wang Jianqiang like arrows.

"That's right, they are just returning an item to its owner, it's reasonable and fair."

"Exactly, is it that only Wang Yu Yao is allowed to use so many High-grade Magical Artifacts, but others aren't allowed to use treasures?"

To the side, Bu Yueban and Xiong Zhuang had originally been in despair, never expecting a turn for the better.

That was a Talisman Treasure.

Even the weakest Talisman Treasure is refined from the origin power of a Spirit Tool, far beyond what any Magic Tool can compare to.

Even if Wang Yu Yao had more High-grade Magical Artifacts, she would definitely not be able to defeat Su Yutong, who possessed a Talisman Treasure.

Wang Jianqiang ignored the three of them and just watched the figures in the air.

Feeling Wang Jianqiang's disregard.

Bu Yueban and Xiong Zhuang could not help but snort coldly.

Ye Lingyun narrowed his eyes, a flash of coldness passing through his pupils.

In the air, Yun Zhongque looked at Wang Jianqiang expressionlessly, then shifted his gaze to look at Ye Lingyun.

A faint voice then sounded.

"Do not let it happen again."

"Yes, Elder."

Ye Lingyun cupped his fists toward the air, then turned his head to look at Wang Jianqiang, his face full of mockery.

Wang Jianqiang was silent upon hearing this.

Yun Zhongque's words appeared to be criticizing Ye Lingyun, but in reality, they were tacitly approving of Ye Lingyun's behavior.

Sure enough, no matter which world it is, strength is ultimately respected.

Rules... are only used to bind the weak.

He smiled indifferently.

The gaze was cast back toward the arena.

The battle had not yet ended.

Who would win and who would lose was still uncertain.