Who says that victory and defeat must involve making a move?
What does this an?
Nangong Yun was slightly stunned upon hearing this!
At that mont, the folding fan in Gu Changsheng’s hand flashed past his face again, creating a gentle breeze!
"It’s just a martial duel. If I, Gu Changsheng, want to win, then I win. Why bother making a move?"
The cold and arrogant voice echoed in Nangong Yun’s ear, filled with infinite arrogance and recklessness, like a king looking down on the masses, speaking indifferently to the ants before him.
For so reason, at this mont, Nangong Yun suddenly felt distracted, his figure stiffening, his longsword in hand forgotten...
The heat!
Uncertain if it was the powerlessness before Gu Changsheng that made him anxious, Nangong Yun suddenly felt an unbearable heat...
A single spark can start a prairie fire!
This feeling of heat surged, rapidly sweeping over Nangong Yun’s entire body, as if he were engulfed in a sea of fire, helplessly sinking...
Hot!
So hot!
The scorching sensation burned every inch of skin on his body, as if there was a fire in his heart, relentlessly burning, instantly consuming Nangong Yun’s will!
"Ah!"
With a great shout, Nangong Yun felt he was about to be driven mad by the burn!
"Haha..."
Gu Changsheng laughed upon seeing this, his laughter carrying unconcealed arrogance.
With a slight lift of the eyebrows, Gu Changsheng slowly closed the folding fan in his hand, looked at Nangong Yun, and said in a deep voice, "Nangong Yun, being soone who makes wield a fan for you, even if you lose, it’s a worthwhile defeat! Go back, and count yourself lucky!"
In the next mont, the already closed folding fan in Gu Changsheng’s hand abruptly thrust toward Nangong Yun’s face...
"Nangong Yun!"
"Nangong Yun!"
"..."
On the platform, many disciples from the Hidden World Clan, as well as the Elders seated on the side stands, suddenly stood up in concern and called out anxiously.
At this critical mont, Nangong Yun had stopped his attack, standing as if in a trance, while Gu Changsheng seized the opportunity to strike!
"Ah!"
"Oh!"
"..."
Beneath the stage, the audience gasped in astonishnt.
Just a mont ago, Gu Changsheng seed on the verge of defeat!
How is it that in the next mont, Nangong Yun stood motionless, switching roles with Gu Changsheng, becoming the one defensively enduring hits?
The key point is, although Gu Changsheng endured being defensively attacked many tis, managing to dodge despite his awkward posture, he still avoided hits!
"Nangong Yun, dodge!"
"You should dodge!"
"..."
On the platform, the disciples of the Hidden World Clan were shouting hysterically at Nangong Yun, who stood like a Wooden Stake.
Even the Elders in the side stands clenched their hands, their gazes fixed on the two on the platform...
The speed of Gu Changsheng’s folding fan was not fast, nor were the angles tricky. It straightforwardly thrust toward the face, and such a move could be avoided not only by those at the Edge of the Transformative Realm but even by ordinary people who don’t know martial arts!
But Nangong Yun stood there motionless!
When Gu Changsheng’s folding fan got extrely close to Nangong Yun’s face, he still stood there unmoving, with no intention of evading...
"Get down from there!"
A sudden shout burst from the platform!
Gu Changsheng nonchalantly pointed the folding fan at Nangong Yun’s face...
This action, compared to Nangong Yun’s previous fierce moves, was exceedingly gentle!
However, none of those present felt this seemingly gentle move was gentle at all!
Because, in the next mont, the scene underwent a dramatic reversal!
"Bang!"
The sound of a body hitting the ground ca from the platform!
In the blink of an eye, the arena fell silent, everyone stared in disbelief at the figure lying face-up on the stage...
Nangong Yun!
Nangong Yun fell down just like that?
And it seems he has no intention of getting up?
How is this possible?
Everyone looked at the woman casually dusting off her clothes, tapping her hand with a folding fan, and glanced at each other with the sa bewildered expression on their faces...
How did all this happen, really?
How could Nangong Yun remain motionless and take Gu Changsheng’s seemingly feather-light move head-on?
And how did Gu Changsheng’s feather-light move successfully knock down Nangong Yun, who was at the Edge of the Transformative Realm?
Knock down? No, it seems more accurate to say he was poked over!
That move, in reality, couldn’t even be called a move!
Yet, it was this move, which couldn’t even be called a move, that brought an end to this already ridiculous duel!
Nangong Yun laid there motionless, leaving everyone around the arena dumbfounded!
The moderator, wide-eyed, was montarily at a loss for what to do...
"Heh heh..." Holding the folding fan, Gu Changsheng bent over, mischievously poked Nangong Yun’s face, raised her eyebrow, and jokingly said, "Young man, your willpower isn’t bad, stood up for a hundred moves before falling, teachable indeed!"
"You... I..." Nangong Yun, still lying there, blushing and seemingly dazed, as if unaware of what had happened, spoke in broken phrases...
"Don’t worry, nothing’s wrong with you! I’ll have soone carry you away imdiately, listen to , hurry back ho to your wife! Heh heh..." Waving the folding fan, Gu Changsheng raised her eyebrow, then gracefully stood up, and said to the moderator standing stiffly at the edge of the arena, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry and carry him down..."
"Ah? Yes..." The moderator, hearing this, was taken aback, and instinctively responded.
But before the moderator could step forward, an Elder from the sideline rushed over in a few steps to Nangong Yun’s side, anxiously checking him over and sternly shouted at Gu Changsheng, "Southern Emperor, what did you do to him?"
Gu Changsheng, startled by the shout, paused her steps which were heading toward the main viewing area, turned back, waving her fan, raised her eyebrow and replied, "How could I have done anything to him under everyone’s watchful eyes? I have a magnanimous character, don’t tarnish my reputation!"
"You!" The Elder from the Nangong’s Family, upon hearing this, turned dark as ink, pointed at Gu Changsheng, and with burning anger said, "Despicable person, you actually cheated!"
"Presumptuous!" Gu Changsheng instantly turned around, her bright face turned stern, and she glared at the Elder from the Nangong’s Family and said, "You old man, don’t spew baseless slanders to defa ! Who are you calling despicable? I won fair and square!"
"Won fair and square? Southern Emperor, don’t use your status to bully! If you hadn’t cheated, how could you turn defeat into victory? You..." The Elder from the Nangong’s Family said, checked on Nangong Yun again, then looked back at Gu Changsheng, and said in a deep voice, "You actually used poison!"
As soon as he said that, a wave surged among the arena spectators, as everyone was instantly shocked.
Used poison?
Southern Emperor? Used poison?
Godfather, how did they overlook this fact?
From ancient tis, dicine and poison were inseparable, and Southern Emperor Changsheng, coincidentally, was hailed by the world as the dicine God!
Used poison!
No wonder Nangong Yun blanked out during the duel, and toppled at a re touch, turns out, Southern Emperor actually used poison!
This thod...
Everyone glanced at each other, the implication, without saying, was that this thod seed rather unfair?
To say unfair, was actually putting it mildly, to win using poison, was simply despicable and shaless!
"Old man, you say I am slandering, I, Gu Changsheng, am known as the dicine God, why would I use poison to harm people? Your slandering thod is laughable!" But hearing this, Gu Changsheng blinked innocently, and said, yet the next mont, she chuckled and changed her tone, "Heh heh! The truth is, I wasn’t using poison, it was dicine!"
"..."
The expressions on everyone’s faces in and around the arena were instantly distorted!
Using poison? Using dicine?
Is there a difference here?
"A rare dicine hard to buy even with a thousand years or ten thousand gold, old man, I’m complinting you by using this dicine, I almost emptied Shi Wujue’s warehouse for this!" Gu Changsheng said, then snickered, continued with a smile, "As for using poison, if I had used poison, how could he still be breathing now? He would have been dead long ago! Truly takes prosperity for granted!"
"Antidote!" The Elder from the Nangong’s Family, with one hand supporting Nangong Yun, stretched a hand towards Gu Changsheng and demanded sternly.
"It’s inherently a good dicine, naturally, there’s no need for an antidote!" Waving the folding fan, Gu Changsheng nonchalantly said.
"Gu Changsheng, you’re despicable!" The Elder from the Nangong’s Family, with a face as dark as soot, gritted his teeth at Gu Changsheng.
"Old man, what you’re saying is rather unfair, before becoming the Southern Emperor, I, Gu Changsheng, was known for my dical skills, and now, I am the heir of dicine King Valley, we at dicine King Valley rely on our dical skills to walk the world!" Shaking the fan, Gu Changsheng said with a clear conscience, "Tell , who in this world uses dicine more openly than I do? We make a living with dicine, using it is only natural, don’t act like you’ve seen a ghost, it looks utterly uninford! Hmph!"
"You!"
Hearing this, the Elder from Nangong’s Family was left speechless.
And in the sideline stands, a group of Elders sat with solemn faces, clenching their fists.
"Yes, dicine King Valley is famous for its dical skills, but never has it produced soone like you who misuses dical skills to harm others! Gu Changsheng, you truly astound the world with your actions; such an unworthy victory, yet you manage to make such excuses!" Helping the now entirely flushed Nangong Yun to stand, the Elder from the Nangong’s Family accused sternly.
"Old man, what’s that about harming others with dical skills? Your young man is simply fine, who hard him?" Gu Changsheng heard this, imdiately snickered, with a bright little face, she proudly said...
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