Pairs of eyes sparkled with excitement and curiosity as they stared intently at the Qi Ling Phoenix that suddenly appeared in the field, as if their sights were firmly pulled by an invisible rope.

Zhuge Heping looked extremely miserable at this moment. His originally neat Taoist robe was now in tatters, with strips of cloth hanging on his body like dead leaves ravaged by a strong wind.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the bright red liquid slowly slid down his chin, staining the collar of his shirt in front of his chest in a glaring red.

Every breath was accompanied by the violent rise and fall of the chest, making a heavy and rapid sound, like the wheezing of an old bellows under too much weight.

Under Sister Baoer’s attack just now, his body had reached its limit, and he was shaking all over, like a reed in the wind that could break at any time.

However, the phoenix summoned by Zhuge Heping seemed to come from a fairyland, forming a completely incompatible style with Zhuge Heping. One was in the sky, one was underground, one was in the fairyland, and one was in the human world.

“I’m afraid Zhuge Heping can’t hold on any longer.” In the crowd, a slightly fat, bearded middle-aged man frowned, but his eyes were curved. He shook his head and said to his companion beside him.

His eyes were fixed on Zhuge Heping in the field. His eyes showed his prediction of the direction of the battle, a little bit of reluctance, but also full of treachery and cunning.

Obviously, he felt pity and compassion for Zhuge Heping at the beginning, but ever since this Qi Ling Phoenix appeared, everything has become different from before.

His companion, a tall and thin young man wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, nodded when he heard this, pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were also attracted by Zhuge Heping’s miserable condition. He smacked his lips.

He pretended to sigh with regret: “That’s right, look at him, he can hardly stand. Sister Baoer is really cruel. If Zhuge Heping is really dead, I don’t know what to do with this Qiling Phoenix in the future?”

The audience around were also whispering to each other, and their discussions were like willow catkins in spring, rising and falling and flying all over the sky.

“This Zhuge Heping seemed quite powerful before, being able to summon a powerful Qi Spirit Phoenix. I didn’t expect him to be so vulnerable in front of Sister Baoer.”

A young man had a look of surprise on his face, his eyes wide open, and a bottle of unfinished drink tightly in his hand. As his emotions fluctuated, he shook it unconsciously, and the liquid in the bottle swayed as well.

As a student of the town’s middle school, why is Zhuge Heping able to summon such a powerful spiritual creature at such a young age?

As for me? Even the Qiling Phoenix had never heard of it, never seen it. Now I saw it on Zhuge Heping, who was at the same level as me. No wonder everyone called Zhuge Heping senior even though they were at the same level.

“Although Sister Baoer is really amazing, Zhuge Heping is not bad either. I’ve seen it with my own eyes today and I find that his reputation is well-deserved.” A white-haired old man stroked his beard which fluttered gently in the breeze. He said with emotion, his eyes full of admiration for Zhuge Heping’s strength.

But rather than being attracted to Zhuge Heping, it was more accurate to say that the attention of everyone present was attracted to the phoenix at this moment, and everyone wanted to get this phoenix.

This phoenix seems to be an ancient spiritual creature, but it does not have any mortal aura at all. It is indeed extraordinary that Zhuge Heping can raise such a spiritual creature.

Zhuge Heping gritted his teeth, making a chattering sound, and held tightly onto the fence beside him with both hands, as if it was his only support in the world at this moment.

His legs were trembling slightly, and every inch of his muscle was protesting, wanting to give up supporting this scarred body.

But there was still a flame of unwillingness burning in his eyes, and he stared stubbornly at Sister Baoer opposite him. His eyes were like those of an unyielding lone wolf in the darkness, staring closely at his target.

On the other hand, Sister Baoer is like a pine tree rooted in the strong wind, standing firmly in place, as if saying that no matter how many times it is beaten, it will still be strong. No matter which direction the wind blows, her breath is steady and her expression is indifferent.

Her hair was not at all messy, her black hair sparkled in the sunlight, and her clothes were only stained with a little dust. She looked as if nothing had happened.

She tilted her head with a hint of confusion on her face, as if she was thinking about a simple but somewhat puzzling puzzle, as if she was puzzled as to why Zhuge Heping hadn’t fallen down yet.

“Why don’t you fall down?” Sister Baoer asked in Mandarin with a unique rural accent. Her voice was crisp but with a hint of innocence, as if she was just curious about a very ordinary thing and was completely unaware of how much damage she had just caused to the other person.

As she spoke, she shook her head slightly, looking like a child who knew nothing about the world.

“I… I will not lose…” Zhuge Heping squeezed out a few words with difficulty. His voice was hoarse and weak. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a bloody smell in his throat, rushing straight to the top of his head.

His body was shaking, but he still relied on his strong will to hold on to the fence and prevent himself from falling.

That tenacity is like a vine clinging to a cliff in a storm.

“Don’t hold on, just admit defeat. You’ll get hurt more if you continue like this.” A kind-hearted audience member couldn’t help but shout loudly, his voice full of worry. His body leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to rush into the arena to help Zhuge Heping.

As a student from the same alma mater as Zhuge Heping, he naturally doesn’t want to lose one more talented person from his alma mater.

After all, they are a whole, they prosper together and suffer together.

Therefore, many students, especially adults, actually placed bets on Zhuge Heping.

But this is still the home ground for adults after all.

“Yeah, why bother? Sister Bao’er is obviously much stronger than us.” Someone else advised. As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly, with a look of regret on his face, but his eyes were still greedily fixed on the phoenix.

However, Zhuge Heping seemed not to hear these voices, his eyes were always fixed on Sister Baoer.

That look contained both the regret for his own lack of strength and the last bit of desire for victory.

He tried to mobilize the remaining strength in his body, slightly bent his legs, and made a posture ready to attack again, even though this posture looked shaky and could collapse at any time, like a dangerous building that was about to collapse.

Sister Baoer looked at him and frowned slightly, her brows shaped like a thin crescent moon, as if she was a little impatient with his stubborn behavior.

“Why are you so stubborn? Do you have to take more beatings before you are satisfied?” As she said this, she moved her wrists, and the joints made crisp crackling sounds, as if announcing to Zhuge Heping that a new round of attacks was about to begin.

Seeing this, the spectators on the sidelines held their breath nervously, staring at the field without blinking, and the original discussions disappeared instantly.

The entire arena seemed to be stuck with a magic needle, and everyone was like sand floating on the sea, instantly fixed by the needle. Everyone was looking forward to the direction of the next battle.

“How long can Zhuge Heping last?” A girl with a ponytail whispered, her voice trembling slightly, her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, her eyes full of tension and concern.

“Who knows? But his unwillingness to admit defeat is really admirable.”

“It’s admirable, but do you really want to go down in history with your ignorance? You’re too naive. It’s such a waste of such a good phoenix. If it were me, I would admit defeat! This Zhuge Heping is such a fool. That’s it? At most he’ll get another slap in the face!” A young man standing next to her responded, and while saying that, he did not forget to show a sarcastic smile.

At this moment, Zhuge Heping took a deep breath and tried to calm his shaking body. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The sunlight stung his eyes, but he did not look away, as if he was looking for strength in the dazzling light.

“I can’t lose, I still have an unfinished mission…” He said silently in his heart. Although his voice was soft, it revealed his incomparable firmness.

Sister Baoer seemed to have noticed his intention, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

“Come on, show me what else you can do.” She said provocatively, while spreading her legs slightly and assuming a serious fighting stance.

The spectators on the sidelines were extremely nervous at this moment. Some of them even closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the cruel scene that might happen next.

Some people, however, stared with their eyes wide open in schadenfreude, fearing that they would miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, their eyes filled with ambition and expectation.

The entire arena seemed to have turned into a huge stage, and everyone was waiting for the climax of the show.

Seeing Sister Baoer’s attitude, Zhuge Heping smiled with satisfaction. He knew that Sister Baoer was respecting him.

Zhuge Heping gritted his teeth and rushed towards Sister Baoer with all his strength.

His steps were a little unsteady, but his eyes were extremely firm.

“drink!”

He shouted and threw a punch, which carried his last hope and determination, cutting through the air with a whistling sound.

Sister Baoer was not in a hurry. She just turned her body slightly and easily dodged the punch.

Then she reached out, grabbed Zhuge Heping’s arm, and twisted it.

“Ouch!” Zhuge Heping cried out in pain and his body spun involuntarily.

Sister Baoer then kicked him in the knee. Zhuge Heping could no longer hold on and fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

“It’s over.” An audience member said softly, with a hint of a sigh in his voice.

The whole place was silent, and everyone was looking at Zhuge Heping lying on the ground, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

After a while, Sister Baoer walked up to him and looked down at him, the confusion on her face still there.

“Why are you so stupid? Wouldn’t it be better to admit defeat earlier?” she said.

Zhuge Heping lay on the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the sky, his eyes full of loss.

But he still said stubbornly: “I…even though I lost, I won’t admit defeat.”

Zhuge Heping had just used up his last bit of strength to speak out what was in his heart, but as soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

The arena was instantly drowned out by a roar of noise. The spectators mistakenly believed that Zhuge Heping had died, and their eyes were instantly lit up with the fire of desire.

Their eyes were all focused on the Qi Ling Phoenix, which was still radiating light and intact, as if they had seen a rare treasure that was about to be collected. They secretly thought in their hearts that perhaps this majestic phoenix would be theirs soon.

“This kid is dead, and the Phoenix belongs to us!”

The voice of the man shouting in the crowd became a little hoarse due to excitement, and the fat on his face began to tremble. He looked like he was riding on the back of a phoenix, soaring majestically in the sky.

“Yes, yes, if we can get this phoenix, we will be rich!”

At the same time, everyone also remembered another key point of this competition-Sister Baoer won the battle.

Everyone bet on Sister Baoer to win, and their faces were filled with smug smiles. They patted each other on the shoulders and congratulated each other on their good vision.

“I told you Sister Baoer is awesome. She made a killing this time!”

“That’s right, this is all thanks to Mr. Zhao’s willingness to do charity for us. Mr. Zhao is such a good man!”

The Qi Ling Phoenix, which was originally standing gracefully by the side, when it saw Zhuge Heping fainting, its originally calm eyes were instantly filled with anger.

It suddenly spread its huge wings, every feather seemed to burn with angry flames, and let out a deafening cry towards the sky.

The cry was like an invisible sonic blade that instantly wreaked havoc among the crowd.

The moment they heard the cry, some people present felt a sharp pain in their ears, as if millions of steel needles were piercing their ears at the same time.

Then, bright red blood slowly flowed down their ears.

They covered their ears with their hands, rolled on the ground in pain, and let out miserable screams.

There were also some people who were staring at the Qi Ling Phoenix intently, and the powerful force contained in its cry directly hit their eyes.

In an instant, they saw a sea of ​​fire before their eyes, and their eyes seemed to be burned by the raging fire. Then they fell into endless darkness. Their eyes were blinded, and they waved their hands in fear and ran around. The scene was in chaos.

However, Sister Baoer stood there calmly, staring intently at the angry Qi Ling Phoenix.

The strange thing was that the power that had caused so much damage to everyone else had no effect on her.

There was no fear in Sister Baoer’s eyes. She looked at the Qi Ling Phoenix quietly, as if she was having a silent conversation with it.

Just when everyone was looking forward to a world-shattering battle between Sister Baoer and the Qi Ling Phoenix, Sister Baoer made a move that no one expected.

She raised her head slightly, then gently opened her mouth and slowly uttered three words: “I give up.” (End of this chapter)