Zhou Lun's strength diminished, and Wang Ye, who was sparring with him, noticed immediately.

At once, Wang Ye shouted at Zhou Lun, "You useless fool! When you're dealing with me, can't you use a bit more strength? Your power now is nothing compared to before, it's simply far too weak!"

Wang Ye's words instantly sparked a surge of anger in Zhou Lun's heart.

While handling Wang Ye, he had reduced his own strength a bit, yet Wang Ye didn't seem thankful for the advantage, and instead directly insulted him.

Such antics proved irritable to him.

"You're courting death!"

Zhou Lun cursed, ceased thinking further, and fully unleashed his true power to confront Wang Ye.

He wanted to kill Wang Ye!

In a blink of an eye, Wang Ye and Zhou Lun exchanged several blows once again.

Wang Ye, whether in strength or technique, was somewhat inferior compared to Zhou Lun.

Though Wang Ye had been consistently battling Meng Qian these past few days, it was as people around thought, Wang Ye's training time was still too little.

He wasn't as skilled as Zhou Lun.

This resulted in Wang Ye getting injured by every strike from Zhou Lun.

After a series of moves, Wang Ye's body was already covered with numerous wounds.

Wang Ye's complexion paled, blood seeped from his injuries, and some places were severely injured, with bones visible through deep cuts.

It was a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

Wang Ye glanced at Zhou Lun, forced a smile, and said to Zhou Lun, "Useless, bring it on!"

The term "useless" from Wang Ye's mouth was like oil, instantly reigniting the anger that Zhou Lun had just managed to calm.

Making Zhou Lun attack Wang Ye once again.

A smile appeared on Wang Ye's face as he clashed with Zhou Lun once more.

Zhou Lun's strength surpasses his own, so let him be stronger.

Being stronger made Zhou Lun a worthy sparring partner.

If Zhou Lun were weaker than him, Wang Ye would have simply defeated him right away.

Otherwise, Zhou Lun would feel like their battle lacked interest.

Now, it felt slightly interesting!

Although Wang Ye had been training with Meng Qian these past days, he always felt something was missing.

The feeling of being between life and death wasn't there!

But fighting Zhou Lun gave Wang Ye that feeling, making the battle more thrilling!

Expressing the desire to seek thrills meant committing to it fully.

Wang Ye taunting Zhou Lun, prompting Zhou Lun to unleash his full strength against Wang Ye, and Wang Ye smiling as he did, caught the attention of the onlookers.

No matter how they looked.

The spectators felt something was odd.

Disciples from the Ice Sect were quite baffled.

Disciples from the Cold Sect looked at Wang Ye as if he were a madman.

They wondered if, during the fight against Zhou Lun, Zhou Lun's immense power placed so much pressure on Wang Ye that it drove him a bit crazy?

Indeed, Wang Ye appeared to revel in masochism.

Those who came just to spectate gathered together and whispered among themselves.

"Do you think, even after being beaten severely by Zhou Lun, Wang Ye appears to enjoy it, that if Zhou Lun went easy on him, he wouldn't be satisfied, could Wang Ye have some peculiar preference?"

Even in the Spirit Star realm, there are those intrigued by certain peculiarities.

A reporter, upon hearing the question, immediately showed a strong expression of interest.

The Saint Heir of Ice Sect has peculiar preferences.

If this were broadcasted, it would definitely become sensational news.

A tabloid story!

"I think so too."

"After all, Wang Ye's body has suffered numerous severe injuries; he has not begged Zhou Lun for mercy but hopes for Zhou Lun to be more forceful—isn't this characteristic of peculiar interests?"

"It's too brutal, seeing Wang Ye being beaten to death on the stage by Zhou Lun, yet still trying to satisfy his peculiar interests, it's terrifying."

During Wang Ye's battle with Zhou Lun, he heard the gossip below and a trace of exasperation appeared on his face.

What were these people thinking?

He merely used Zhou Lun as a sparring partner.

Especially the reporters.

Their gazes carried an intense enthusiasm as if grateful to Wang Ye for providing them exceptionally juicy material.

Wang Ye thought about it briefly.

And continued battling Zhou Lun.

Fighting Zhou Lun required Wang Ye's full attention to barely hold his ground.

If he got distracted during the battle with Zhou Lun, Zhou Lun might defeat Wang Ye swiftly.

Over at the Ice Sect.

Lin Shuang and those behind him from the Ice Sect clenched their fists, watching Wang Ye battle Zhou Lun, their eyes filled with worry.

Wang Ye… remained at a disadvantage.

Wang Ye was likely headed for defeat.

Lin Shuang contemplated shouting at Wang Ye to surrender immediately.

Lin Shuang glanced at Shi Qian.

Only to see that Shi Qian showed no expression of concern, instead, his gaze at Wang Ye carried an appraising look.

This left Lin Shuang feeling dissatisfied.

Everyone from Ice Sect worried about Wang Ye, why was Shi Qian so indifferent?

With a brief thought, Lin Shuang decided not to let other issues bother him.

It made sense after all.

Shi Qian wasn't part of the Ice Sect.

He felt little connection to Ice Sect.

However, what Lin Shuang didn't realize was that Shi Qian's lack of worry was because Shi Qian was certain Wang Ye would win.

Even though Wang Ye had revealed his battle cards, Wang Ye still had other cards up his sleeve, which remained hidden.

Once Wang Ye revealed those cards.

The battle would be over.

Crack!

As Zhou Lun's sword was about to strike his forehead, Wang Ye hurriedly used his Ice Sword to block Zhou Lun's attack.

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