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Du Shaomu's expression was still as calm as before and his gaze was deep.

However, this calmness and profoundness actually gave off an air of arrogance.

"He is very delicate and handsome. How could his true strength be so terrifying when he looks so handsome? Was he able to cripple six inner sect disciples in one move?"

Some of the young girls looked at Du Shaomu on the Battlestage. It was the first time that they had seen such a rumored brat.

Originally, they thought that Du Shaomu was terrifying and fierce. He must have a ferocious appearance. However, they never expected him to be so good-looking, as if he was the little brother next door.

"Brat, I was talking to you, did you not hear me?"

Seeing that Du Shaomu was not paying attention to him, Feng Yu shouted. At this moment, under the gaze of the crowd, he felt as if his face had been damaged.

Du Shaomu shook the scimitar in his hand and held it in his hand. He looked at Feng Yu and looked straight at him.

His calm gaze at the moment, however, made Feng Yu's heart shudder for some reason as he looked at him. He did not know why.

"Brat, you're still as arrogant as before, you don't put my Carefree Sect in your eyes. Today, for the sake of getting the disciples of the Carefree Sect that you injured, I must get back justice!"

Feng Yu shouted. His voice was intentionally mixed with Essence. It resonated through the entire square and the void!

"Good job, Brother Feng Yu!"

Hearing Feng Yu's voice, many disciples cheered.

Feng Yu's eyes were already filled with coldness. He never intended to let this brat go.

Now that this brat was acting so arrogantly in front of him, Feng Yu's anger surged. The Essence in his feet directly shot out. With a shake of the long spear in his hand, a ray of light burst out and rushed towards Du Shaomu.

Boom!

The figure dragged out an afterimage. At this moment, the aura of Feng Yu, who was at the peak of the eighth stage of the Martial General Stage, was not restrained at all. The spear in his hand radiated a resplendent glow and his aura was sharp!

As of this moment, everyone's eyes were trembling.

Feng Yu instantly made his move without holding back his aura, causing the disciples with closer Battlestage to feel the pressure. Their hearts trembled and the Essence in their bodies was blocked.

"Kid, you have to pay the price for your arrogance!"

Everything happened in an instant. Feng Yu made his move. He shook the spear in his hand and infused Essence into it. The light became brighter and the momentum became sharper.

At this moment, Feng Yu seemed to have merged with the spear in his hands and released a terrifying aura, aiming straight at Du Shaomu's shoulder.

Feng Yu was very confident. Since young, he had always been a genius, and after entering the Carefree Sect, he directly became an inner sect disciple, entering the top fifty places of the Tiger Rankings.

At this moment, Du Shaomu was an arrogant brat. He was going to pierce through him in one move and make him pay in the most dazzling way.

Making this brat fall in front of Du Lingxuan was also what Helian Liwei wanted.

Swift as lightning, the long spear merged with Feng Yu just like that, bringing along an incomparably sharp aura, which radiated across the entire Battlestage.

"Be careful!"

Du Lingxuan exclaimed. At this moment, she couldn't help but worry for Du Shaomu.

Du Shaomu remained calm. However, just as the spear was a foot away from his shoulder, a glint flashed across his eyes like lightning.

In the next moment, Du Shaomu moved. His right hand shook and the curved blade in his hand made a moving arc.

"Clang!"

The sound of a golden spear was heard. Flames shot out, and light erupted.

In the blink of an eye, the scimitar moved in a very profound way, and arrived in front of the spear, blocking the blade's attack. The tip of the scimitar collided with the spear's tip.

Suddenly, the spear was stopped before the tip of the blade, unable to advance forward.

"Swish …"

At the same time, the scimitar in Du Shaomu's left hand had unknowingly left his hand and appeared silently behind Feng Yu's head.

The saber light rotated like a bolt of lightning, slicing through the air.

With a "Puchi" sound, the scimitar cut through Feng Yu's neck and spun back into Du Shaomu's hand.

At this moment, Feng Yu seemed to have felt something and the pupils in his eyes dilated.

"Puff …"

In just a split-second, Feng Yu's head fell off from his neck, rolling around on the Battlestage. Blood splashed out from his neck, and the dark red blood rushed up very high.

This kind of scene caused the surroundings, which had been filled with cheers and vibrations a moment ago, to fall into a deathly silence.

Everyone was flabbergasted as their faces froze in shock!

Du Shaomu turned around and walked to Du Lingxuan's side, his two daggers overlapping each other as he didn't even spare a glance at Feng Yu.

"You … "What do you want to do …"

The few inner sect disciples who were guarding Du Lingxuan saw Du Shaomu coming over, and a deep fear emerged from their shocked eyes.

Seeing Du Shaomu walk over, those few inner sect disciples were terrified and could not help but feel their legs go soft. They were terrified and uneasy, and in the end, they all collapsed onto the Battlestage, kneeling in front of Du Shaomu.

Du Shaomu didn't pay any attention to the inner sect disciples. He went straight to Du Lingxuan and handed her the curved blade in his hand.

Du Lingxuan was still in shock, so she subconsciously took the scimitar.

"Elder Sister Lingxun, let me take you back."

Du Shaomu said. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he squatted down and picked up Du Lingxuan.

Du Lingxuan was stunned. She was completely flabbergasted.

A manly aura assaulted her nostrils, and when Du Lingxuan reacted, she was already in his embrace.

At that moment, Du Lingxuan's face flushed red.

Ever since she was young, no man had ever approached her like this.

She had never let a man get so close to her before. She had never even stood by his side before, let alone get so close to him.

At the same time, Du Lingxuan's face turned completely red.

However, at this moment, Du Lingxuan's heart was brimming with a peculiar emotion.

This youth was clearly a few years younger than her, but at this moment, he was like a mountain leaning against her side, giving her an indescribable feeling of security.

At this moment, even if the sky were to collapse, she didn't have to worry.

Under countless astonished gazes, Du Lingxuan no longer hesitated and let her body naturally lean on Du Shaomu. He carried her in his arms and walked away.2

The entire surrounding Battlestage was still as silent as ever. As everyone watched the back of the young man who had just left, they were unable to recover from their shock.

How powerful was Feng Yu? His Tiger Rankings s were ranked 46, at the peak of the eighth stage of Martial General Stage.

However, Feng Yu was beheaded before he could even defend against a single move.

Originally, most people thought Du Shaomu was no match for him, which was why Du Shaomu didn't dare to show his face during these three days. He even ordered Du Lingxuan to challenge Feng Yu.

And now, everyone knew that Du Shaomu didn't need to be afraid of Feng Yu.

These three days, Du Shaomu did not show up and did not care about Feng Yu at all.

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