Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

However, the expected severe pain did not come. Yun Fei opened his eyes in confusion, only to see Xue Yi frozen in place, his eyes red and full of pain. His clenched fists were trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.

"Stop... Stop!" Xue Yi's voice was hoarse and painful, as if it burst out from the depths of his soul. The ferocious expression on his face gradually faded, replaced by endless regret and struggle.

However, the frenzied Soul-Eating Blood Ant turned a deaf ear to its master's orders. Its scarlet compound eyes only saw the faint smell of blood emanating from Yun Fei. It suddenly kicked the ground with its huge body, and with a terrifying momentum, it pounced fiercely in the direction of Yun Fei!

Yun Fei watched the bloody mouth approaching, the strong smell of blood made him feel sick, and his heart was cold. He wanted to dodge, but found that he was already exhausted. He could only close his eyes in despair and wait for death to come.

At the critical moment, a golden light flashed, and the seriously injured Golden Winged Thunder Eagle miraculously appeared in front of Yun Fei! It used up its last bit of strength, spread its golden wings again, and protected Yun Fei tightly under its body.

"Cry!" The golden-winged thunder eagle let out a shrill cry, and its bloody giant claws slammed heavily on it. Golden feathers flew all over the sky, and blood splattered on Yun Fei's face, which was shocking.

"Xiao Jin!" Yun Fei's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted the name of the Golden Winged Thunder Eagle in a heart-wrenching voice. He could clearly feel the Golden Winged Thunder Eagle's life force fading quickly, and his heart was filled with grief and despair.

"Haha, Yunfei, you and your useless soul beast can go to hell together!" Xue Yi was like a madman, laughing wildly and controlling the soul-eating blood ants to launch wave after wave of attacks. In the state of "bloodthirsty frenzy", he had completely lost his mind and became a puppet driven by animal instincts.

The Soul-Eating Blood Ant opened its huge mouthparts, and a foul smell came towards them. It was about to swallow Yun Fei and the Golden-Winged Thunder Eagle in one gulp...

"stop!"

At this moment, an old figure suddenly appeared on the ring. With a wave of his hand, he dissolved the attack of the soul-eating blood ants.

"Mr. Sang!"

When everyone saw the person coming, they were all surprised and bowed.

"Great Elder!"

When Xue Yi saw the person coming, his face changed. He quickly withdrew his attack and saluted respectfully.

"Hmph, how can you be so presumptuous in this sect competition!" Old Sang snorted coldly and glanced at Xue Yi sharply.

Xue Yi was intimidated by Mr. Sang's aura and dared not do anything else. He could only lower his head and remain silent.

"Yunfei, are you okay?" Old Sang turned his head, looked at Yunfei, and asked with concern.

"Thank you, Mr. Sang, for your concern. I'm fine." Yun Fei shook his head and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Well, I'm glad you're alright." Elder Sang nodded, then announced, "Xue Yi wins this match!"

Master Sang's announcement immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the surrounding disciples, and they began to protest.

The audience immediately went into an uproar, with the disciples whispering to each other and discussing the matter.

"What is this? Senior Brother Yunfei clearly had the upper hand and was about to win, so why was Xue Yi declared the winner?" A disciple in a green robe shouted in dissatisfaction.

"That's right. Senior Brother Yunfei had an absolute advantage from the beginning. If he hadn't taken into consideration the friendship between fellow disciples and shown mercy, Xue Yi would have been defeated long ago!" Another disciple also said indignantly. There was a bit of admiration in his tone, and he was obviously a supporter of Yunfei.

"Don't forget, the sect competition is about the final result, not the process. Although Xue Yi was at a disadvantage at the beginning, he finally persevered, and Yun Fei's spirit beast was indeed shot down. From this point of view, Xue Yi is indeed the final winner." A tall disciple in black tights retorted.

"That being said, Senior Brother Yun Fei won this competition fairly, while Xue Yi was just lucky."

"Humph, there is no such thing as luck on the battlefield. Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself! If Yun Fei had killed the enemy earlier, he would be the winner now!"

The two factions of disciples each held their own views and refused to give in to the other, and it seemed that a quarrel was about to break out.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Old Sang roared angrily, releasing a powerful aura that immediately stunned the entire audience.

"The sect competition is a competition of strength, but more importantly, of character. Yun Fei was soft-hearted and missed the opportunity, while Xue Yi seized the opportunity and won in one fell swoop. This is a manifestation of strength. How can it be said to be unfair?"

Elder Sang glanced around fiercely, and those disciples who were about to open their mouths to refute him suddenly dared not speak.

"Humph!"

Old Sang snorted coldly, then turned and left the training ground.

"hateful!"

Yun Fei looked at Old Sang's departing back, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with resentment.

He knew that what Old Sang said was right. The reason why he lost was not because he was not as strong as Xue Yi, but because he was too soft-hearted and missed the best opportunity to kill Xue Yi.

"Yun Fei, just wait, I will definitely kill you with my own hands next time!"

Xue Yi glanced at Yun Fei coldly, then turned and walked off the stage.

Yun Fei saw that Xue Yi's face became extremely gloomy and his eyes were filled with flames of hatred. He knew that the hatred between him and Xue Yi could no longer be resolved.

Looking at Yun Fei's lonely back, Bai Yun felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to say.

Finally, he could only sigh quietly and mutter to himself: "When will the cycle of revenge end..."

Nasus also looked at Yun Fei's back with a heavy face: "Yes, I hope they will let go of their hatred one day."

Bai Zhaoyun did not respond, but frowned and stared into the distance in silence. Some things cannot be let go just by saying so. He suddenly turned to look at Bai Yun and Nasus, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "Bai Yun, Nasus, what do you think, will we become enemies and kill each other in the future because we fall in love with the same woman?"

The sudden question stunned Bai Yun and Nasus. They looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"This... shouldn't be possible..." Bai Yun laughed dryly twice, trying to break the awkwardness, "Is the friendship between us brothers not as good as a woman?"

“That’s right, Zhaoyun, stop imagining things.” Nasus quickly agreed, “We are sworn brothers in Taoyuan. How could we become enemies because of something like this?”

Bai Zhaoyun didn't say anything, but just looked at them deeply, his eyes were complicated and hard to read. He knew that the brothers were very close, and he believed that they would not turn against each other because of a woman, but who could say for sure about emotional matters?

He shook his head, shaking off the absurd thoughts in his mind: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's continue watching the game!"