Chapter 922: Sharp Edges Exposed

self.Since Spirit Slayer could easily defeat him, he could naturally slaughter Fang Yu with ease!"Whoosh!"Long Si released his qi and charged toward location number 101 in Beidu.Mèilíng watched Lóngsh...All eyes were fixed on the massive crater below.

You know, just ten minutes ago, it was a complete fighting platform.

He forcefully crushed the martial arts stage into a deep pit dozens of meters long with his bare hands… This was beyond everyone's comprehension.

But just now, I could see it clearly.

Fang Yu punched Jiang Dao, causing the entire arena to collapse.

But now, both of them are gone.

In the pit, there was only dust swirling in the air. Otherwise, there was utter silence.

The referee, already retreated to over a hundred meters away, looked at the crater in front of him and then glanced around, surveying the other sects' teams.

The Baizong Grand Competition has been held for dozens of sessions, but this kind of unexpected situation has never happened before.

At this point, this once-in-a-decade sect competition has become impossible to continue.

As for how to proceed next, it depends on the wishes of the various sects.

It's time to wrap things up for now.

"Fellow cultivators, due to unforeseen circumstances, the Hundred Sects Grand Competition for today is hereby concluded. As for matters that follow, we will have to wait until the various sects discuss and determine the outcome." The Head Judge pondered for a moment before using his inner energy to amplify his voice and announce.

The audience was silent.

Most of them came to Beidu from various regions, just to watch the once-in-a-decade Baizong Grand Competition.

If the Baizong Grand Competition were to be canceled due to unforeseen circumstances, they would surely be filled with complaints.

But this time, everyone remained uncharacteristically silent.

Because they came to Beidu to witness the exciting competition... And just now, the battle between Ziyang Palace and Shuang Han Palace has reached an extreme level of excitement.

Under this real showdown between the two parties, the competitions among other sects seem as childish play.

Of course, the process was indeed quite dangerous, and even this audience nearly got caught in the crossfire.

However, it was also a kind of stimulating experience. Anyway, everything ended well in the end, so it's a pretty good memory.

After the referee announced the situation, many spectators began to leave.

And there was still much hushed discussion among the audience about the identity of the male disciple who had taken the stage from Frostfrost Palace.

"Hey, I have a feeling that the man who fought for the Frostmoon Palace just now was Fang Yu, the one who caused trouble at the Wang family's place a while back!" said a young man from a northern capital noble family in a hushed tone.

"That's right! I noticed he looks very young, and when he moves, his body emits a golden light... Both of those characteristics are exactly like the legendary divine being Fang Yu!" someone beside him replied.

"But if it were Fang Yu, why would he represent a small sect from the Huaibei region And looking at how brutally he fought, it seems like he has a deep grudge against the Ziyan Palace..." another person joined the discussion.

Three people discussed for a while, but didn't reach many conclusions.

But about Fang Yu's identity, the three of them were quite certain.

After all, besides Fang Yu, there should be no one else who is so young in appearance but so terrifyingly powerful.

……

"Master, we should leave now, shouldn't we" Liu Liansha's face was still pale from the earlier tremor, but it had improved considerably. She spoke, her voice soft.

The procession from the Frost Palace has retreated to just below the audience seats.

Su Lengyun looked at the pit in front of her, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

At the moment of the ground collapse, she sensed Fang Yu's aura swiftly leaving the place.

“Brother Yu…” A look of worry appeared on Su Lengyun’s beautiful face.

She wasn't worried about Fang Yu's safety, she was only worried about his mental state.

When Fang Yu was slaughtering the people from Ziyian Palace on the martial arts stage, his aura and his eyes were abnormal.

Especially when Jiang Dao said those last words, his expression became even more unsettling.

This is the source of Su Lengyun's inner unease.

……

On the other side, Murong Jian turned his head to look at Yuan Jing, and then back down at Yuan Hao on the ground.

Yuan Hao is still in a coma.

"Since the Hundred Sects Grand Competition has been halted, we should leave now. Yuan Hao needs treatment," Yuan Jing said.

"Mm." Murong Jian nodded.

"Senior brother, I think I know who that person was just now."

At this time, a disciple of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion stepped forward, his expression horrified, and whispered.

"Who is he" Murong Jian turned his head and asked.

"He... he's most likely Fang Yu, the one who was famous all over Beidu a while back!" said the disciple of Zhàn Lóng Gé, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Fang Yu……67aaefef"

Murong Jian's eyes flickered, and he narrowed them slightly.

……

Jiangnan, on the mountaintop overlooking the horizon.

Just like the last time I came, the mountain top was overgrown with weeds and shrouded in mist.

Among the weeds, stood a dilapidated tombstone.

Fang Yu, covered in blood, walked to the tombstone and stood for a few seconds before sitting down directly.

"The remnants of the Ziyan Palace, I've wiped them clean." Fang Yu looked at the tombstone in front of him and said, "Actually, I didn't want them to die so easily, especially Jiang Dao. But once I started, I couldn't control myself, and in the end, I killed them all."

After saying that, Fang Yu stared at the tombstone in front of him, opened his mouth, but hesitated.

"Before Jiang Dao died, he said something. Of course, this sentence was obviously his last struggle, saying it just wanted to make me feel uncomfortable." Fang Yu tilted her head and frowned, "But to be honest, I personally think that what he said might actually be a real possibility."

"The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, facing such a dire situation, would definitely think of me. Thinking of me, they would inevitably harbor hope until the very last moment."

As for whether they would hate me for not having appeared before their deaths, I think... there would certainly be a part of them that felt that way, and it would be very understandable.

Fang Yu spoke as if he were talking about something completely unrelated to himself, his expressionless face betraying nothing.

After all, they chose to join the Heavenly Dao Sect because they believed in the Heavenly Dao Sect, which means they trusted me. Protecting their personal safety is the responsibility of the Heavenly Dao Sect and mine.

"Including their families, they must surely hate me."

"Putting yourself in their shoes, these are all easily deducible emotional conclusions."

After that, Fang Yu fell silent for a moment, let out a heavy sigh, and ran his hand through his hair, looking pained.

He once hoped to seal away this memory completely, never to recall it again.

But the more he tried to do so, the clearer the memory became.

After uttering those words on Jiangdao, Fang Yu closed his eyes and could recall the faces of some disciples from the Tian Dao Sect back then.

These faces are young and innocent, full of promise for a bright future.

This matter, is now his, the only wound in his heart.

I originally thought that eliminating the remnants of Ziyan Palace would allow me to patch up the wounds, but in reality, things just got worse.

Fang Yu knew exactly what Jiang Dao meant by his last words, but he couldn't avoid the blow that pierced his heart.

"No more talking, let's just sit for a bit." Fang Yu looked at the tombstone in front of him and said.

……

What happened at the Baizong Grand Competition was witnessed by tens of thousands of spectators and naturally spread.

Amongst various rumors, a small portion of people whispered that the male disciple of the Frost Cold Palace was possibly Fang Yu, who had once been famous in Beidu.

And this small group of people's words quickly fermented and spread.

Fang Yu, it's Fang Yu again!

This person went to the First Family alone some time ago, causing a huge commotion. They defeated all the elders of the Wang family and forced everyone in the Wang family to kneel and beg for mercy. This act shook the martial arts world of Yanxia.

And this time, he inexplicably appeared on the martial arts stage of the Hundred Sects Grand Competition. He brutally slaughtered his opponents, making his name resound throughout the sect world.

This person has made a series of high-profile appearances, performing acts that will be remembered by all... truly impressive!

This kind of behavior is extremely ostentatious!

What is his purpose Or is he just showing off his strength

Nobody knows.

But in the hearts of most people, Gu Yu's impression is not very good.

No one would like a flamboyant and unruly person, even if he is indeed strong.

After all, in the eyes of the public, the most top-tier powerhouses throughout history are generally humble and low-key.

This Fang Yu is so energetic, he's bound to take a tumble sooner or later!

Of course, that's what one might think in their heart, but on the surface, no one dared to utter any disrespectful words about him.

Many prominent families have even circulated Fang Yu's portrait within their clans, instructing their offspring to avoid him at all costs if they encounter him outside the family.t."Mr. Fang...what I'm about to say is all true...you, you must not laugh at me, and please...don't look at me with strange eyes." Ji Ruomei said in a voice as soft as a mosquito.Fang Yu looked at Ji...