Previously, Sister Baoer’s series of actions made everyone mistakenly believe that she felt sympathy for Zhuge Heping.

The seemingly slowed-down attack and gentle moves seemed to be sending a signal to show mercy.

However, just when everyone’s minds were still immersed in this wrong prediction, the aura around Sister Baoer suddenly changed, like a sleeping ancient beast suddenly awakening, erupting with astonishing power.

Her legs were slightly bent, ready to shoot like an arrow, her muscles tensed, every fiber accumulating energy for the impending fatal blow.

In an instant, she was like a flash of black lightning, wrapped in a whistling wind, and rushed towards Zhuge Heping’s barrier.

That barrier, originally as solid as a towering city wall in everyone’s eyes, was the solid fortress on which Zhuge Heping depended for survival.

But under Sister Baoer’s full-strength attack, it was as fragile as a piece of thin paper.

With a deafening roar, like thunder exploding in the sky, the barrier shattered in an instant, turning into countless crystalline fragments that dissipated in the air like illusory bubbles.

“Sister Baoer will definitely win! Zhuge Heping will definitely die miserably this time!”

I don’t know who in the crowd was the first to shout out this sentence, but in an instant, the shouting spread like a surging tide, one after another among the audience.

There was a gleam of excitement and anticipation in everyone’s eyes, as if they had already seen Zhuge Heping’s tragic defeat.

As expected, Zhuge Heping, who suffered this devastating blow, flew heavily out of the field.

His body was like a falling meteor.

During the flight, blood kept spurting out of his mouth. The bright red blood drops splashed in the air, like strange blood flowers blooming, dyeing the surrounding ground blood red.

If there weren’t fences surrounding the arena, Zhuge Heping would have been knocked out long ago. Fortunately, Zhuge Heping’s body hit the fence heavily.

But everyone couldn’t help but sigh and shake their heads when they saw Zhuge Heping. They were afraid that even if this man was alive, he would be disabled. His spine hit the railing, and it was fortunate that he was not broken into pieces.

Just when everyone’s attention was focused on the tragic situation in the arena, someone’s eyes inadvertently swept to Chu Hao on the sidelines.

Thus, a verbal storm against Chu Hao was instantly set off.

Someone in the crowd began to jeer sharply. The sound was like the cry of a night owl, breaking the already tense atmosphere. “Hey, look at this Mr. Chu! Aren’t you the one who loves to show off and act cool? Your good brother is almost dead, why don’t you go up to save him?”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of laughter all around, which was full of ridicule and disdain.

Then, another sharp voice pierced like a steel needle: “That’s right, Chu Hao, you were so arrogant, weren’t you? Are you scared now? Your brother is almost dead, and you are still staring here, where is your pretentiousness? Are you afraid that you will be beaten as horribly as your brother?”

“Hey, I think he is just a big talker, but a weakling in reality! He only knows how to brag on weekdays, but when it comes to the critical moment, he runs away faster than anyone else. He also said that we can’t break the rules, but I think he is just making excuses. He is essentially a coward who dares not stand up for his brothers!”

Someone else shouted, adding fuel to the fire, his words full of sarcasm.

“Chu Hao, don’t you like to point fingers everywhere? Why, you are silent now? Where is your authority? If you don’t dare to go up, don’t stand here and embarrass yourself. Just find a crack in the ground to crawl into!”

A voice with a strong dialect accent also joined the crusade, and the tone seemed to want to eat Chu Hao alive.

“Yeah, yeah, he’s just a pretentious jerk! When it comes to risking his life for his brothers, his true colors show up and he becomes the one who says ‘I’m a coward, I’m afraid, I’ll run away first’, hahahaha!”

Some people laughed and imitated Chu Hao’s usual nonchalant gesture of putting his hands in his pockets.

Faced with the ridicule and insults that came like a tide, Chu Hao’s face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He took a deep breath, looked at the competition venue with a determined gaze, and slowly said, “Everyone, the rules of this competition venue clearly stipulate that only one player is allowed to participate. If I rush in rashly, it will undoubtedly violate the rules of this competition. Everyone is betting here for the result of fair competition. Although I, Chu Hao, am not talented, I don’t want to ruin everyone’s bet and ruin this fair competition because of my own selfishness.”

However, his explanation was nothing but weak sophistry in the ears of those who only wanted to laugh at him.

The crowd erupted into even louder laughter and boos.

“Come on, Chu Hao, stop flattering yourself! You’re just a coward, why are you talking about rules and bets? If you were really capable, you wouldn’t just watch your brother get beaten like this!”

“That’s right, don’t use the rules as a shield. You are a coward who dares not to go up and fight others with real weapons!” All kinds of unpleasant words were like dense bullets, shooting at Chu Hao.

Chu Hao stood there quietly, letting those harsh voices echo in his ears.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across his eyes, but was quickly covered up by ill-disguised anger.

He frowned deliberately, showing his inner unrest.

But he knew that the fun had just begun.

These people are laughing, but some of them are crying later.

In the Octagonal Colosseum, Zhuge Heping lay on the ground, breathing weakly.

Sister Baoer stood aside, watching all this with cold eyes.

Outside the court, the verbal attacks on Chu Hao continued.

Chu Hao stopped explaining. After all, any explanation seemed like a piece of pale paper to them, which could be torn with just a slight poke of the fingertips.

Everyone’s eyes turned to the disheveled Zhuge Heping in the center of the arena.

I saw him lying limply on the ground, blood oozing out from under him, staining the ground a glaring red.

His face was as pale as paper, completely bloodless, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

The crowd watching could not help but whisper to each other, shaking their heads and sighing, their words full of certainty: “Look at Zhuge Heping’s condition, he will definitely not live long. Sister Baoer will definitely win this competition.”

Just as everyone was discussing the situation, someone changed the topic and everyone’s eyes fell on Zhao Feihong standing nearby.

The crowd immediately burst into praise: “Mr. Zhao is such a good man! He is always kind and generous, and now he is willing to use the wealth he has accumulated over the years to help us. Such a generous act is truly admirable!”

As soon as these words fell, many people were infected by this emotion and could not hold back their impulses, and they all rushed to the gambling table. Their eyes were burning, and they had the dream of getting rich overnight, and they did not hesitate to bet their lives and fortunes, and they were sure that Sister Baoer would win this game.

For a moment, the chips on the gambling table were piled up like a mountain and the scene was extremely lively.

However, amidst this frenzy, there are always a few discordant notes.

Someone in the crowd said in a sarcastic tone, “Hey, look at this, has Mr. Zhao become senile? He organized such a big gambling game, but he didn’t even explain such an important rule that you can’t raise the bet during the game. Could it be that Mr. Zhao is really so rich that he doesn’t care about the money anymore and is going to make us rich for free?”

As soon as he said this, there was a whisper around him.

Then, another burly man followed suit, his voice as loud as a bell: “That’s right! This matter is very strange. Principal Zhang Zhen seemed to have lost his soul before, and he was obsessed with following Master Zhao to place bets, and he didn’t try to persuade Master Zhao. Could it be that these two are playing a double game and deliberately setting a trap to trick us?”

These words were like a bombshell, instantly causing an uproar in the crowd.

But Zhuge Heping has been beaten like this, what else is there to question?

It’s just a little weak chicken.

Zhao Feihong stood quietly aside, turning a deaf ear to these doubts and ridicules.

His eyes were deep and calm, as if he knew everything, yet remained unmoved.

Principal Zhang Zhen stood beside him, looking slightly embarrassed, but still standing firmly shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Feihong.

Faced with everyone’s suspicion, he frowned slightly and moved his lips, as if he wanted to explain something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Zhuge Heping, who was regarded as a weakling by everyone, held on to the fence tightly with trembling hands, as if it was his last support in this world.

Under the gaze of everyone, he relied on his tenacious will to struggle to get up inch by inch. Every movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and every muscle movement was accompanied by excruciating pain.

Finally, he stood up from the ground tremblingly, however, this brief moment of victory was broken by a violent cough.

His body suddenly leaned forward and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth like a flood bursting through a dam, splashing onto the dusty ground. The bright red bloodstains were particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, he was extremely weak. His legs were extremely heavy and could hardly support his body. He could only lean helplessly on the cold fence. His chest was heaving violently. He was gasping for breath, and his eyes revealed a trace of despair and unwillingness.

At this moment, Sister Baoer’s steady and firm footsteps slowly sounded in the silent arena.

Her steps were light, but with an oppressive feeling that could not be ignored, as she approached Zhuge Heping step by step.

There was no mercy in Sister Baoer’s eyes, only focus and coldness, as if Zhuge Heping in front of her was just an ant that was about to be crushed by her.

Zhuge Heping looked at Sister Baoer who was gradually approaching, and a strong desire to survive surged in his heart.

He knew very well that he had reached a critical moment of life and death, and if he did not take extreme measures, he would die.

So, he made up his mind, opened his mouth suddenly, and bit the index finger of his left hand. His sharp teeth embedded deeply into the flesh, and blood gushed out instantly.

He ignored the pain and quickly moved his bloody index finger to his forehead, smearing it vigorously. The bright red blood was particularly eye-catching on his pale forehead, like a mysterious rune.

As Zhuge Heping completed his action, the air in the Colosseum seemed to solidify in an instant, and a powerful and mysterious aura quickly spread like a surging tide.

Everyone only saw a flash of light before their eyes, and a huge phoenix appeared out of thin air, hovering above Zhuge Heping’s head.

The phoenix radiates a blazing light all over its body. That light is not ordinary light, but is condensed from rich Qi, presenting a magnificent and strange color.

Its feathers were like burning flames, each one flashing with a mixture of gold and red light, with a hint of mysterious purple at the edges.

The phoenix’s head is held high, and its eyes are as sharp as an eagle, as if it can see through everything in the world?
Its beak seemed to be made of fine steel, sharp and pointed, flashing with a cold light, as if it could easily tear apart anything that stood in its way.

The phoenix’s body is very slender, and its wings are dozens of meters long when spread out. Every time it flaps, it brings up a gust of wind mixed with a hot breath, as if it wants to ignite everything around it.

The feathers on the wings are layered like burning flame scales, flashing brightly under the sunlight, forming gorgeous light and shadows.

Its tail is even more beautiful, with long tail feathers like bunches of burning ribbons.

“Oh my God, what is this?” Someone in the crowd was the first to exclaim, his voice full of shock and fear.

Immediately afterwards, exclamations one after another spread among the audience like a tide.

“Oh my God, is this the legendary Qi Ling Phoenix? How can it be so powerful!” An old man opened his eyes wide and his mouth so wide that it seemed like an egg could fit in it, his eyes full of disbelief.

“This is incredible! Zhuge Heping can actually summon such a magical object. Has he been hiding his strength before?”

A Taoist priest covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes flashing with excitement and curiosity, and his body trembling slightly with excitement.

“The aura of this phoenix is ​​too terrifying!” Many people present felt their bodies trembling and their hands were out of control because of the sudden appearance of this Qi Ling Phoenix.

“This… This is beyond my imagination! Is this game really going to be reversed? I’m betting my entire fortune on this.”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible. Don’t you think about it, who is Sister Baoer? How could she not even be able to defeat a phoenix!?”

Zhuge knew that this Qi Ling Phoenix was his last hope.

If even this trick doesn’t work, then I can only… accept my fate.

Zhuge Heping knew that he could no longer continue to fight, so he slowly closed his eyes and prepared to accept the judgment of fate.

Sister Baoer looked at the Qi Ling Phoenix that suddenly appeared in front of her, and a hint of subtle surprise flashed in her eyes, but soon, the surprise was replaced by a feeling of confidence in victory.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the Phoenix, and the aura around her began to surge quietly.

This mysterious phoenix was suspended in the air, its eyes following Sister Baoer. (End of this chapter)