Chapter 922: Revealing the Edge

Everyone at the scene stared at the huge pit below with their eyes wide open.

You know, just ten minutes ago, there was still a complete arena.

Using physical strength to turn the arena into a pit tens of meters deep... This is beyond everyone's cognition.

But the scene just now was seen clearly.

Fang Yu punched Jiang Dao, causing the entire venue to collapse.

But now, both of them are gone.

There was only smoke and dust floating in the pit. Apart from that, there was no sound.

The referee, who had retreated a hundred meters away, looked at the pit in front of him, and then looked around and scanned the teams of other sects.

The Hundred Sects Competition has been held for more than a dozen times, and this is the first time that such an unexpected situation has occurred.

At this point, this sect competition held once every ten years can no longer be carried out.

As for how to deal with it later, it depends on the opinions of the major sects.

At least now, it can be dispersed.

"Everyone, due to an unexpected situation, today's Hundred Sects Competition has come to an end. As for the follow-up matters, we have to wait until the various sects discuss it before we can know the results." The referee brewed for a while, then used the true energy to amplify the voice and announced.

There was no sound in the audience.

Most of them came to Beidu from various regions just to watch the Hundred Sects Competition held every ten years.

If the Hundred Sects Competition was cancelled due to other reasons, they must be full of complaints.

But this time, everyone remained surprisingly silent.

Because they came to Beidu to see the wonderful competition... and the battle between Ziyan Palace and Shuanghan Palace just now was already extremely exciting.

Under the real gun duel between these two parties, the competition between other sects was as boring as children playing house.

Of course, the process was indeed a bit thrilling, and even the audience was almost affected.

However, this was also an alternative exciting experience. Anyway, it was safe and sound in the end, which was a good memory.

After the referee announced the situation, many spectators began to leave.

There were also many audience members whispering about the identity of the male disciple who represented the Frost Palace on stage.

"Hey, why do I feel that the man who just represented the Frost Palace is the Fang Yu who made a big fuss in the Wang family some time ago!?" A child from the Beidu family whispered.

"It seems so! I just noticed that he looks very young, and when he starts to fight, a golden light will appear on his body... These two characteristics are exactly the same as the legendary god Fang Yu!" The person next to him answered.

"But if it is Fang Yu, why would he represent a small sect in the Huaibei area on stage? And judging from his brutality, it seems that he has a grudge against the Purple Flame Palace..." Another person joined in the discussion.

The three discussed for a while, but did not come to too many conclusions.

But the three were very sure of Fang Yu's identity.

After all, apart from Fang Yu, there should be no one who looks so young and has such terrifying strength.

...

"Master, should we leave too?" Liu Liansha's face was still pale due to the shock just now, but she had recovered a lot, and asked.

The team of Shuanghan Palace had retreated to the bottom of the audience seats.

Su Lengyun looked at the pit in front of her, her beautiful eyes flickering.

At the moment when the ground collapsed, she sensed that Fang Yu's breath quickly left the place.

"Brother Yu..." Su Lengyun's beautiful face showed worry.

She was not worried about Fang Yu's safety, she was just worried about Fang Yu's mental state.

When he slaughtered the group of people from Ziyan Palace on the arena, Fang Yu's breath and his eyes were abnormal.

Especially when Jiang Dao said those words at the end, his expression became even more wrong.

This was the source of Su Lengyun's inner uneasiness.

...

On the other side, Murong Jian turned his head to look at Yuan Jing, and then looked at Yuan Hao on the ground.

Yuan Hao was still in a coma.

"Since the Hundred Sects Competition is suspended, let's leave now. Yuan Hao needs treatment." Yuan Jing said.

"Yes." Murong Jian nodded.

"Brother, I think I know the identity of that man just now."

At this time, a disciple of Zhanlong Pavilion stepped forward, looking horrified, and whispered.

"Who is he?" Murong Jian turned his head and asked.

"He... is probably Fang Yu, who was famous in Beidu some time ago!" The disciple of Zhanlong Pavilion said with his eyes wide open.

"Fang Yu..."

Murong Jian's eyes moved and narrowed slightly.

...

Jiangnan, Tianji Mountain Top.

Just like the last time I came, the top of the mountain was overgrown with weeds and surrounded by clouds and mist.

In the weeds, there stood a dilapidated tombstone.

Fang Yu, covered in blood, walked to the tombstone, stood for a few seconds, and sat down directly.

"I have cleared out the remnants of Ziyan Palace." Fang Yu looked at the tombstone in front of him and said, "Actually, I didn't want them to die so easily, especially that Jiang Dao. But once I started, I couldn't control myself, and finally I killed them all."

After speaking, Fang Yu stared at the tombstone in front of him, opened his mouth, and was about to say something but stopped.

"Jiang Dao said something before he died. Of course, this sentence was obviously his last struggle, and he said it just to make me uncomfortable." Fang Yu tilted his head and frowned, "But to be honest, I personally think that what he said might really be a real situation."

"When the disciples of Tiandao Sect face desperate situations, they will definitely think of me. When they think of me, they will definitely have hope until the last moment."

"As for whether they will hate me for not showing up before they die, I think there will definitely be some, very reasonable."

Fang Yu said expressionlessly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"After all, they chose to join Tiandao Sect because they believed in Tiandao Sect, that is, they trusted me. Protecting their personal safety is the responsibility of Tiandao Sect and also my responsibility."

"Including their families, they must hate me very much."

"Putting themselves in their shoes, these are all emotional conclusions that are easy to infer."

After speaking, Fang Yu was silent for a while, sighed heavily, scratched his hair, and looked painful.

He once hoped to completely seal this memory and not recall it again.

But in fact, the more he deliberately did so, the clearer this memory became.

Especially after Jiang Dao said those words, Fang Yu closed his eyes and could remember the faces of some disciples of Tiandao Sect back then.

These faces were young and innocent, with an infinitely bright future.

This incident is the only wound in his heart now.

Originally, he thought that the wound could be mended by eliminating the remnants of Ziyan Palace, but in fact, it was getting wider and wider.

Fang Yu knew the intention of Jiang Dao's last words, but he just couldn't avoid the knife stabbing his heart.

"No more talking, sit down first." Fang Yu said, looking at the tombstone in front of him.

...

What happened at the scene of the Hundred Sects Competition was witnessed by tens of thousands of spectators, and it was inevitable that it would spread.

Among the various rumors, a small number of people spread the identity of the male disciple of Shuanghan Palace. This person is likely to be Fang Yu, who was famous in Beidu before.

And the words of this small group of people quickly fermented and spread.

Fang Yu, it's Fang Yu again!

This person went to the First Family alone some time ago, made a big fuss, defeated all the elders of the Wang Family, and made everyone in the Wang Family kneel down and beg for mercy. This move shocked the Yanxia martial arts world.

And this time, he inexplicably appeared on the arena of the Hundred Sects Competition, brutally slaughtered his opponents, and made his name known in the sect world.

This person appeared in large occasions one after another, and did things that everyone would never forget... It can be said that he was very sharp!

This style is really high-profile!

What is his purpose? Or is it simply to show his strength?

No one knows.

But in the hearts of most people, Fang Yu is not very good.

No one will like a high-profile and unruly person, even if his strength is really strong.

After all, in the minds of everyone, the top strong people since ancient times are generally humble and low-key.

This Fang Yu is so jumping around, sooner or later he will fall!

Of course, thinking so in the heart, no one dared to make any disrespectful remarks about Fang Yu on the surface.

Many families have even published Fang Yu's portrait within the family, so that the children of the family will never provoke this person when they meet him when they go out.