Being defeated is not scary, what’s scary is dying here. He truly feared that Mu Rufeng would just wipe him out.
He could feel the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Mu Rufeng.
"Jiao Ze, where are you planning to go?"
A voice like a demon’s resounded in his ear.
At the sa ti, a broad hand pressed down on Jiao Ze’s shoulder.
A terrifying force instantly pinned him to the arena. Just one step, he only needed one step to be safe.
But that step had beco a heavenly chasm, impossible to cross.
"I concede, I concede, what more do you want?" Jiao Ze roared in anger.
Unfortunately, this was a transmission, sealed by Mu Rufeng, and it couldn’t be sent out.
"Oh? As expected of a heavenly pride of the Jiao Long Clan, knowing you can’t win and still wanting to fight ?"
"Fine, I’ll fulfill your wish."
Mu Rufeng exerted force with his fingers, instantly crushing Jiao Ze’s shoulder blade, then he violently flung Jiao Ze to the center of the arena.
Before Jiao Ze could stand up, Mu Rufeng already pulled out a serrated knife and fiercely swung a terrifying blade aura.
This strike, not only was it a blade aura, it utilized the Rule Skill [Cut in half].
At present, with his power, he could cut any target of the sa realm wherever he desired.
Fear surged through Jiao Ze’s heart again, and instead of standing up, he spun on the ground, trying to evade Mu Rufeng’s attack.
In the next mont, the blade light passed through Jiao Ze’s lower body, sothing fell, and before it hit the ground, it was destroyed by the residual blade aura.
Blood spurted from his lower half.
"Ah~~!"
Jiao Ze clutched his lower half, wailing in pain.
"Oh dear, Jiao Ze, what are you doing? I was just trying to scare you, intentionally chopping at the space beside you."
"Why... why would you crash into it yourself, and how... did you manage to get your treasure chopped off?"
"But fortunately, it was just your treasure that got chopped off. A little higher, and it might have cut you in half."
Mu Rufeng’s tone was extrely surprised, also very exaggerated.
Anyone with sense could see Mu Rufeng’s mockery.
"You, you... I concede, I concede." Jiao Ze shouted loudly, forcibly suppressing the physical and ntal pain.
At this mont, Mu Rufeng also removed the seal, and Jiao Ze’s concession resounded throughout the entire Imperial Palace.
"In this battle, Mu Rufeng wins, though I did not expect the fight to be so intense." Mu Chengqian imdiately announced the victory.
A pleased smile appeared on his face as he gazed at Mu Rufeng with great satisfaction.
"Alright!"
"Haha, eunuch, that Jiao Ze has beco an eunuch."
"Rare sight indeed, rare to see a Jiao Long beco an eunuch."
"His Highness the Ninth Prince is mighty!"
"His Highness the Ninth Prince is mighty and domineering! Number one in the world!"
"Isn’t this the first eunuch Jiao Long in the world?"
The scene erupted into unprecedented cheers, accompanied by mocking and sneering voices.
The Jiao Long King’s face was gloomy, staring intently at Mu Rufeng.
Jiao Ze felt extre humiliation, the kind of humiliation that drove him mad for wanting to devour Mu Rufeng’s flesh.
He cast a venomous glance at Mu Rufeng and then flew back to the VIP seats.
"Trash!" The Jiao Long King coldly reprimanded with a voice, not even looking at Jiao Ze but instead focusing on Mu Rufeng, who had also returned to his seat.
The Jiao Long King wore a friendly expression and said, "The Ninth Prince is exceptionally talented, defeating that waste of a son of mine with Heart Refining Realm, truly world-class, Jian Yifeng is far inferior."
Jiao Ze’s expression grew even darker and malignant upon hearing this, but he just kept his head low, not daring to speak.
Simultaneously, he took out several spirit pills to consu, attempting to heal his injuries.
"Damn it, damn it, my treasure was destroyed too, can it recover?"
More than anything, he wanted his treasure to be restored; if it couldn’t be, his life would be aningless.
"Your complints are too kind, King Jiao Long. Brother Jiao Ze’s strength is not weak either, it took quite an effort to win." Mu Rufeng replied with a faint smile.
"Truly remarkable, I truly didn’t expect Rufeng to be so formidable, worthy of being my royal family’s pride." The Empress Dowager affectionately gazed at Mu Rufeng.
The Eldest Prince and the Fourth Prince wore exceedingly gloomy expressions, unable to comprehend Mu Rufeng’s imnse strength.
Even the Sixth Prince and the Eighth Prince looked extrely shocked, astonished by how Mu Rufeng, with a Level 6 Refining Heart Realm, could defeat the powerful Jiao Ze of the Demon King Realm.
"Little Nine is amazing, how did you suddenly beco so powerful? It’s over, I will never have a chance to beat Little Nine again."
The Seventh Princess, Mu Wuxia, was initially extrely delighted with Mu Rufeng’s prowess, but then she beca sowhat tearless.
Because she felt she would never be able to beat Mu Rufeng again.
Simultaneously, she also believed the words Jian Yifeng had said, that Mu Rufeng could induce a feeling of unease in him.
She even pondered if Jian Yifeng could be her brother’s opponent?
However, upon recalling Jian Yifeng’s exceptional sword dao talent and comprehension, could her brother Mu Rufeng defeat Jian Yifeng?
At this mont, Mu Wuxia was deeply conflicted.
"Ninth Prince, I wonder if you could part with the Secret Technique to Transform into an Azure Dragon? I am willing to exchange rare treasures, Ninth Rank Magic Treasures, and powerful Martial Arts and Cultivation Techniques."
The Jiao Long King spoke up.
He could see that the Azure Dragon Transformation was extrely suitable for the Jiao Long Clan, even more suitable than the True Dragon Transformation to beco the clan’s secret technique.
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