From every direction in the stands, a tumultuous wave of astonished cries erupted.

Many people had faces filled with confusion, "What just happened?" Then they turned their gaze to the immense arena and were dumbfounded, "That's it? It's over before it began…?"

Everyone was stunned, including towering young masters like Huang Wushuang and Long Qiushui. They stared blankly at the two motionless figures on the arena stage, scarcely able to believe this scene was real.

Ever since Liu Feng heard his father's words, coupled with his previous understanding of Chu Mo, he knew Chu Mo was strong, with a truly astonishing combat power. But he had never thought Chu Mo's strength... was not the kind he had imagined at all.

In Liu Feng's mind, Chu Mo, with his realm of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, was supposed to have a chance to defeat Zhang Shuangshuang, who was at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Immortal realm. But it would be extremely difficult!

Because Zhang Shuangshuang was no ordinary cultivator, certainly not someone who could be easily stepped on.

If it weren't for the presence of young masters like Huang Wushuang, Long Qiushui, and Liu Feng, Zhang Shuangshuang would definitely count among the very top cultivators of the younger generation.

He had already gained a few famous victories in the past, whether in the Illusionary Divine Realm or in the contests among the younger generation in the Heavenly Realm, Zhang Shuangshuang hardly ever lost. This fight wasn't just against a junior who was a whole major realm lower, even facing young masters like Huang Wushuang and Long Qiushui, it seemed impossible for Zhang Shuangshuang to be defeated in a single move!

Liu Feng's look towards Chu Mo had completely changed from before. Previously, his respect for Chu Mo stemmed from his sister and from his father's words. But now, his respect for Chu Mo had risen to something that came from deep within his heart.

And almost instantaneously, Liu Feng had come to regard Chu Mo as his equal!

For a young master from the Heavenly Realm to easily accept a cultivator was difficult. Unless that cultivator possessed talent, fortune, and combat power not inferior to their own... and in Liu Feng's eyes, Chu Mo had already acquired these!

Huang Wushuang's eyes shimmered with light as she glanced at Long Qiushui, who was not far off with an expressionless face. Then she shook her head slightly and sighed softly.

Several people beside Huang Wushuang looked at the arena, their faces filled with shock.

Zhao Dongming, sitting next to Long Qiushui, had a vacant look in his eyes, as if he were lost in a reverie.

The girl in the yellow dress, Tong Ying, also had eyes full of shock, but when she looked at Chu Mo, her gaze held more admiration!

Being formidable was simply being formidable; there was nothing else to say.

Zhang Shuangshuang was the most dazed of all, seemingly forgetting that an unparalleled sharp knife was poised at her tender neck, her eyes filled with bewilderment.

Why?

How could this happen?

I hadn't even used all my strength.

I hadn't even fully deployed my divine abilities.

My supreme weapon on me... hadn't even been activated yet?

Why was his slash so fast?

Am I dreaming?

This can't all be real, right?

His realm is a whole major realm below mine... how could he possibly ignore my pressure.

What kind of divine ability was that slash?

How come I didn't feel anything... and then lost?

Chu Mo looked at Zhang Shuangshuang with a calm face, then slowly, put away his knife. He turned around and began to walk slowly toward the edge of the arena.

Behind him, Zhang Shuangshuang's eyes flickered with complex emotions.

I have not conceded!

If I haven't conceded, I have not lost!

If I act now, I have more than an 80% chance of blasting him off the arena in an instant!

Should I make my move?

Inside Zhang Shuangshuang's heart, a fierce struggle was taking place, like a duel between angels and demons in her mind.

When she thought about how her mentor, Lord Qiushui, had wagered with this person for a supremely valuable weapon, if she lost this fight and the weapon changed hands, how would Lord Qiushui view her afterwards?

At this time, Chu Mo had almost reached the edge of the arena. To outsiders, Zhang Shuangshuang still seemed as if she hadn't come back to her senses, standing there motionless.

"Alas!" many people sighed softly in their hearts.

This short but extremely classic battle had been highly enlightening for them.

The notion of the weak defeating the strong had completely overturned many of their previous understandings.

There were also some cultivators who knew the whole story from beginning to end and didn't sympathize with Zhang Shuangshuang. They felt that this woman got what she deserved.

"She deserved it. Who told her to be unreasonable from the start, pestering endlessly without a shred of grace."

"He didn't kill her, which was truly giving her tremendous face. If she had won, would she have let him off so easily?"

"What do you mean 'him'... That's Young Master Chu, Chu Mo, who became famous in the Illusionary Divine Realm a long time ago!"

"He's Chu Mo? For real? The one with the purple bloodline that even the Realm Spirit of the Illusionary Divine Realm viewed differently?"

"No way, he's the youth who came from the Mortal Realm? How could he possibly be so powerful?"

Not everyone knew that the person fighting Zhang Shuangshuang was Chu Mo, but as the news quickly spread, countless people were utterly shocked.

By now, Chu Mo had reached the edge of the arena. One more step and he would step off the platform. At this time, Zhang Shuangshuang had yet to admit defeat. Lord Hongyue, standing at the other side of the arena, had not yet announced Chu Mo's victory.

Therefore, Chu Mo stopped at the edge of the platform. Without turning around, he spoke softly, "Do you admit defeat?"

Zhang Shuangshuang, who had already ended the battle between the Heavenly People, decided that for Long Qiushui she would put aside all concerns for face, and even at the risk of offending Lord Hongyue, she was prepared to exploit a loophole in the rules to make a last stand. Silently, she had brought out her supreme weapon. Hearing his words, she froze, and subconsciously, her gaze drifted towards the stands... in the direction of Long Qiushui.

Up in the stands, Long Qiushui's face was clouded with darkness, showing not the slightest reaction.

Zhang Shuangshuang's heart sank. She understood, Lord Qiushui was angry. He was very dissatisfied with her performance!

With that realization, Zhang Shuangshuang fixed her gaze on Chu Mo and coldly said, "I have not lost yet!"

A buzz of disbelief rose from the stands.

"This... is this too outrageous?"

"Does she have no shame? When does she consider it a loss? If he had swung down that sword... wouldn't your head be gone?"

"People who have no shame are simply invincible! How can she say she hasn't lost after that? How thick must her skin be?"

"Heh, so this is the demeanor of our Heavenly Realm's top young cultivators. I've really opened my eyes."

Each condemnatory word pierced Zhang Shuangshuang's heart like a sharp knife, and she bit her lower lip. She was aware that she was ill-tempered, domineering, selfish, and full of contempt for others... but that didn't mean she had an infinitely thick skin.

As a girl, she still had her pride.

But...

What could she do?

From the very beginning until now, Long Qiushui had been sitting there as stable as a mountain, motionless, like a statue.

If he had spoken up, why wouldn't she have admitted defeat?

At this moment, even Huang Wushuang couldn't help but frown slightly, looking over at Long Qiushui, sending a telepathic message: "Act like a man, can't you accept defeat?"

Long Qiushui, however, seemed to have not heard her at all, showing absolutely no reaction.

Liu Feng looked at Long Qiushui with undisguised disdain.

Zhao Dongming and Tong Ying beside Long Qiushui couldn't help but bow their heads. They all felt both awkward and embarrassed.

Because the people staring in their direction were more than one or two.

Many understood the situation clearly.

Chu Mo, on the platform, looked at Zhang Shuangshuang and smiled lightly: "Alright, then, let's go again."

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