Seeing Wang Yufan take out the Feng Ling Sword, Yang Jue’s face showed a hint of greed; he could tell that the sword in Wang Yufan’s hand was definitely not an ordinary item.

Although he was not skilled in using swords, his one hobby was collecting and treasuring rare items.

And the sword in Wang Yufan’s hand could perfectly become one of his collectibles.

"Kid, give me that sword in your hand, and I can save you some face later, what do you say?" Yang Jue, who was attacking Wang Yufan, said.

Wang Yufan, however, smiled and said, "Alright, but you’ll have to ask this sword if it agrees first."

"Kid, it’s just a sword. Don’t tell me this sword has even given birth to a Sword Spirit," Yang Jue replied, though he transmitted this message telepathically.

If a Sword Spirit truly existed, he couldn’t guarantee that others wouldn’t covet this sword.

Wang Yufan also responded, "Hahaha, you guessed right, but unfortunately there’s no reward.

No, I can reward you with a big slap." As Wang Yufan spoke, the Feng Ling Sword, which he had been using to display Chaotic Swordplay, instantly vanished, and he directly extended an open palm.

Seeing this, Yang Jue nearly spat blood in anger, "Good, good, good, kid!

I’ve changed my mind.

Although the rules of this arena today forbid taking lives, I will cripple you and then openly claim my spoils of war."

The long spear in Yang Jue’s hand instantly transformed into thousands of phantoms, densely swarming towards Wang Yufan.

"Holy cow, are you trying to stab me into a hornet’s nest?

I was originally going to give you one reward, but now I’m sorry, I can only give you two." As Wang Yufan spoke, his figure instantly vanished from his original spot.

At that instant, Yang Jue was stunned.

Wang Yufan was gone, having vanished into thin air.

And with his strength at the late stage of Life and Death Realm, he could clearly sense whether Wang Yufan had used a spatial rift to escape.

However, the answer was that the space he was fighting in was very stable, which proved that Wang Yufan had not torn space.

After his long spear pierced through, not a single sound was heard.

Yang Jue knew that Wang Yufan had truly disappeared.

Just as he was still in a daze, a hand suddenly patted him on the back.

At that instant, a cold sweat directly streamed down from the top of Yang Jue’s head.

He mechanically and slowly turned his head, only to see Wang Yufan behind him, smiling and saying, "Hmm, your speed is a bit slow.

Sorry, I’ve given you my first reward." After Wang Yufan finished speaking, he directly slapped out with his palm.

When he saw Wang Yufan’s palm coming towards his face, Yang Jue felt as if the sky above his head had darkened.

A huge’stone’ character appeared in his mind.

He knew that if he didn’t use his power to protect himself, he would definitely be slapped to death by this blow.

In an instant, the power within Yang Jue directly formed a thick barrier in front of him.

Just as his barrier formed, Wang Yufan’s slap also landed.

Only a "bang" was heard.

Yang Jue’s barrier lasted less than a breath of time before being directly shattered by Wang Yufan’s slap.

And Yang Jue himself was sent flying by this slap, directly crashing into the competition barrier.

This specialized competition barrier was set up by a Yuanji Realm expert.

However, when Yang Jue slammed into it, a faint layer of cracks was left behind.

Wang Yufan’s actions instantly attracted the attention of others in the arena.

In the VIP section, Shangguan Nan of the Tianyu Divine Sect, whose eyes were slightly closed, now showed a slight loosening, and his attention extended towards the direction of the Group Six competition.

And as the host of this match, Wang Gang’s jaw almost dropped when he saw his nephew being sent flying by Wang Yufan’s slap.

He had not expected Wang Yufan’s strength to be so formidable.

He already thought his nephew, being in the Life and Death Realm, was quite remarkable.

Even among these 108 people, he could rank in the top twenty.

However, he felt that those who could enter the top twenty either had a prominent background or were monsters among monsters.

The commotion from Wang Yufan’s side also drew a little attention from many people.

Wang Yufan, however, looked at the flying Yang Jue and sighed, "You’re not good enough.

You talked a big game.

It’s a pity you still owe me a reward.

Remember to pay it back next time, okay?" After Wang Yufan finished speaking, he looked at the equally shocked referee.

"Um, can you announce it now?" Wang Yufan said.

"Yes, yes.

This round, Wang Yufan wins," the referee said.

Watching Wang Yufan win, Zhuge Lili immediately shouted, "Little White Face, you... how are you so strong?

That Yang Jue and I were evenly matched, yet you were able to defeat him with one slap.

Did you take drugs?

That’s not allowed!"

Wang Yufan looked at Little Zhuge, who was looking at him with disappointment, and said speechlessly, "Your sister took drugs, I won with my strength!

Don’t I know that taking drugs harms the body?"

"Oh? I thought your strength wasn’t that great before, so how did you suddenly get stronger?

Did you dig up some treasure?" Zhuge Lili continued to say.

Wang Yufan was completely speechless towards Little Zhuge; her imaginative thinking was truly expansive.

No matter what Little Zhuge said by Wang Yufan’s side, Wang Yufan remained indifferent, simply not responding.

"Hey, Little White Face, are you deaf?

Did I hit a nerve?

If we meet in the competition later, will you also slap me away?" Little Zhuge asked this question.

Wang Yufan turned his head at this moment and looked at Little Zhuge.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you don’t have any flesh, it might feel a bit bony to slap," Wang Yufan said casually.

And when she saw Wang Yufan’s gaze briefly fall on her backside, Zhuge Lili’s face suddenly turned a cute, rosy red.

"Little White Face, Ni Shameless, I’m not talking to you anymore.

I didn’t expect all men in the world to be the same.

Luckily, I’ve always dressed as a man, otherwise I would have been... by you already.

Wuwuwu," Little Zhuge said.

Seeing Little Zhuge, Wang Yufan was speechless once again.

Today’s speechlessness was either caused by idiots like Yang Jue or by Little Zhuge; he couldn’t even make a joke.

"Alright, alright, don’t be so upset.

I was just joking.

Look at you, what do you look like?

You should change back into your female attire.

As long as you have your own strength, you won’t be afraid of being harassed by men.

Besides, you have an amazing master, who would dare bully you?

I was just kidding, really." Wang Yufan said.

"Are you telling the truth?" Little Zhuge said pitifully.

"True, very true, truer than your strength." Wang Yufan was truly annoyed by Little Zhuge.