Chapter 23: Scheming Against Ye Lingyun

At this critical juncture, Wang Yu Yao could no longer concern herself with her own injuries.

She hurriedly unleashed the Perfect Small Thousand Mountain Seal and channeled the power of the Perfect Profound Water Ring to reinforce it.

The next moment, Ye Lingyun's attack descended.

Boom!

A terrifying air blast erupted with a roar.

Wang Yu Yao let out a muffled groan and was sent flying like a scarecrow, tumbling toward the spectator stands.

Just as she was about to crash to the ground, a figure flashed over at high speed and caught her in his arms.

"Senior Brother Wang."

Wang Yu Yao's pale face brightened.

Wang Jianqiang nodded and landed slowly.

"Heal your injuries first."

He released the arm he had wrapped around Wang Yu Yao's waist.

Ye Lingyun's offensive was indeed overbearing and fierce.

However, while Wang Yu Yao appeared to be in a tragic state, her injuries were actually not as severe as imagined, thanks to the protection of the Perfect Water Moon Skirt.

Wang Yu Yao nodded and sat cross-legged on the ground without hesitation.

Seeing Wang Yu Yao enter a meditative state,

Wang Jianqiang looked up toward the Number 9 Arena.

At this moment, Ye Lingyun was standing at the edge of the arena, looking over with an icy gaze, his face filled with disdain and mockery.

A mere piece of trash, yet daring to oppose him time and time again.

Truly overestimating one's own capabilities.

If they were not within the sect, he would certainly make this piece of trash regret it for the rest of his life.

Wang Jianqiang's gaze only paused on Ye Lingyun for a moment before he looked toward the air.

"Elder, Wang Yu Yao had already jumped off the arena, clearly intending to concede. Yet Ye Lingyun continued to pursue her with a lethal strike; does this not violate the rules?"

Yun Zhongque remained expressionless, and after a moment of silence, said indifferently, "One is not considered off the arena until they have touched the ground. Wang Yu Yao had not yet landed when Ye Lingyun launched his final strike, so... it does not count as a violation..."

According to the tournament rules, as long as one party shows the intent to abandon the match, it counts as a concession, and the other party must not continue to attack.

This Yun Zhongque was clearly spouting nonsense.

However, Wang Jianqiang felt not a shred of anger; he merely smiled indifferently and cupped his hands toward Yun Zhongque, "This disciple understands. Thank you, Elder, for the clarification."

Watching Wang Jianqiang's calm and composed demeanor, Yun Zhongque frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

He furrowed his brows and said coldly to Wang Jianqiang, "The tournament strictly forbids any intervention by non-participants. You have just violated the tournament rules; if there is a next time, you will face punishment according to sect law."

Hearing this, Wang Jianqiang sneered inwardly.

He hadn't even left the spectator stands; he had merely caught Wang Yu Yao. Does this count as interfering in the match?

This reasoning was truly far-fetched.

However, facing a Golden Core powerhouse, he dared not argue back.

This was not a question of being cowardly or not.

It was a question of whether one was a fool.

On the Number 9 Arena, seeing Wang Jianqiang get shut down, the mockery on Ye Lingyun's face grew even more intense.

This Wang Jianqiang was not only a piece of trash, but his brain was likely not working well either.

He was currently the top disciple of the Outer Sect.

Su Yutong was an even more peerless genius, possessing such astonishing strength after only three years of Entry.

In the heart of Elder Yun Zhongque, that Wang Jianqiang and Wang Yu Yao were simply incomparable to them.

This piece of trash couldn't even grasp such a simple principle, yet time and again he delusionally sought out Elder Yunquezi to "uphold fairness"?

Truly foolish to the extreme.

Then, he looked toward Wang Yu Yao.

"With me here, don't even think about making it into the top ten in this tournament."

The overbearing words were transmitted without the slightest concealment.

Wang Yu Yao opened her eyes, a look of anger appearing on her face.

"Do not pay him any mind; focus on recovering."

Wang Jianqiang looked at her calmly.

Wang Yu Yao nodded and closed her eyes again to recover.

Seeing this, Ye Lingyun sneered, his gaze sweeping over the challengers below the arena, "This Number 9 Arena belongs to Su Yutong; whoever dares to snatch it is my, Ye Lingyun's, enemy."

After speaking, he transformed into a streak of Golden Flowing Light and shot back to the Number 1 Arena.

After he left, the Number 9 Arena became vacant.

Below the arena, those contestants who had not yet used up their challenge attempts looked at the empty Number 9 Arena, their eyes flickering.

But out of fear of Ye Lingyun, in the end, no one dared to step onto the stage.

Time passed.

As the tournament neared its end, Wang Yu Yao finally stopped her recovery.

"How is your recovery?"

Wang Jianqiang asked.

"The injuries have been suppressed, and my Spiritual Power has recovered by seventy percent," Wang Yu Yao said.

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "Go up to the stage; head to the Number 9 Arena."

Wang Yu Yao was startled, but she did not ask questions and stepped onto the empty arena without the slightest hesitation.

She had also heard Ye Lingyun's overbearing declaration.

But... so what?

Since Senior Brother Wang told her to go, she would go.

Seeing that Wang Yu Yao had actually stepped onto the Number 9 Arena again, the crowd was instantly stirred.

This Wang Yu Yao was truly bold enough to defy the heavens, actually daring to go head-to-head with Ye Lingyun.

Was she not afraid of death?

At the same time, Ye Lingyun, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the Number 1 Arena, had already darkened his expression.

"Seeking death!"

He let out a cold snort, transformed into a streak of Golden Light, and shot out of the Number 1 Arena at an astonishing speed.

Seeing Ye Lingyun attacking again.

Wang Mengyao's expression turned grave.

The Perfect Small Thousand Mountain Seal flashed into existence, hovering before her and spinning rapidly.

Just as she was preparing to take the initiative to attack, a voice transmission suddenly rang out in her mind.

She was stunned for a moment and could not help but look toward Wang Jianqiang in the spectator stands.

Wang Jianqiang did not continue the voice transmission, merely nodding his head.

Seeing this, Wang Yu Yao took a deep breath and looked at Ye Lingyun once more.

At this moment, the opponent had already appeared in the Number 9 Arena.

After rushing into the Number 9 Arena, he did not pause in the slightest, shooting toward Wang Mengyao like an arrow in an overbearing manner.

Just as everyone thought a great battle was about to break out, Wang Yu Yao suddenly made a move that exceeded everyone's expectations.

She turned and jumped off the arena.

"She... she ran away?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Isn't this too cowardly?"

"If that's the case, why not just hide under the arena? Why go up there and embarrass yourself?"

"Wait, it seems her challenge count hasn't been used yet; she wants to exhaust Ye Lingyun's challenge count!"

Once this voice was heard, it immediately caused an uproar.

That's right!

Everyone only had two opportunities to challenge.

Ye Lingyun had already used one previously, so this was now his second challenge.

In other words, he could only stay on the Number 9 Arena.

Conversely, Wang Yu Yao still had one challenge opportunity left and could completely turn the tables to seize the Number 1 Arena.

What a truly clever calculation!

Hearing the discussions all around.

Ye Lingyun's expression turned unsightly.

Previously, he had been single-mindedly focused on venting his anger for Su Yutong and had truly not considered this issue.

Only at this moment did he finally realize he had been schemed against.

"Bitch, you're ruthless!"

He gritted his teeth, walked to the edge of the arena, and looked down.

Then, he was stunned.

Where was Wang Yu Yao?

Swish~

Just as a look of astonishment appeared on his face, he suddenly saw a Flying Sword and a seal flying straight toward him.

"It's that bitch's Magic Tool!"

"It's a trap!"

"She doesn't want to exhaust my challenge count, she wants to eliminate me completely!!"

Ye Lingyun's expression changed, and then it turned ferocious, "Bitch, you are dreaming!"

"Explode!"

At the same time, a sharp shout came.

The Perfect Cloud Water Cold Light Sword and the Perfect Small Thousand Mountain Seal exploded simultaneously!