Bibi Dong's cold expression instantly froze.
But before she could snap out of her daze, countless fist shadows struck again.
Before long, her body once again reached the brink of being shattered.
"Not good!!"
Bibi Dong's face changed drastically, a thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately unleashed her Ninth Spirit Ability once more.
Just as she released her Ninth Spirit Ability, Yang Yuan, as if sharing a telepathic connection with her, blew her body apart again.
"This is the first time I've seen such a handy sandbag!"
Having just reassembled her body, Bibi Dong was fuming with rage upon hearing Yang Yuan's words, a wave of fury surging in her heart.
"A warrior can be killed, but not insulted!"
"Kill me if you have the guts!"
Enraged, Bibi Dong launched a suicidal attack at Yang Yuan.
Of course, she was completely suppressed by Yang Yuan; even with all her might, she couldn't affect him much.
If Tang Hao or Sword Douluo possessed her Spirit Power Level, they might have made Yang Yuan take things a bit more seriously in a direct confrontation.
Bibi Dong?
She couldn't!
"Now that you've fallen into my hands, dying won't be that simple."
Yang Yuan said indifferently.
With that, he threw another punch.
Bibi Dong was blown apart by Yang Yuan three times in a row, her spirit power exhausted to the point where she couldn't even unleash her Ninth Spirit Ability.
She laughed maniacally, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes.
Am I finally going to die?
But in the next moment, a white light filled with Life enveloped her.
To her astonishment, her physical condition instantly returned to its Peak.
But what awaited her was a new round of attacks from Yang Yuan.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!!"
"I told you, once you fall into my hands, it'll be hard for you to even die!"
Bibi Dong immediately understood Yang Yuan's intention and became even more frantic, her screams echoing through the Chaos Battlefield.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
...Outside the Chaos Battlefield.
Everyone watched the Chaos light in the distance with nervous expressions. Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had tried to enter to investigate, but the strong repulsive force emanating from the Chaos light prevented even the two Titled Douluo from approaching.
"Old Ghost, what do we do now?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo said in a heavy, solemn voice.
Ghost Douluo, exuding a cold aura, said indifferently, "What else can we do? Believe in Her Majesty the Supreme Pontiff, of course. Do you really think Her Majesty would lose to that fourteen-year-old kid?"
"I also thought it was impossible for that kid to be a match for Her Majesty, but the methods he displayed are too bizarre—simply unheard of. I'm worried Her Majesty might suffer for it."
Chrysanthemum Douluo furrowed his brows and shook his head slightly.
On the other side, within the Heaven Dou Academy viewing area, the atmosphere was equally solemn.
Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes were fixed on the direction of the Chaos light, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.
"Why hasn't Brother Xiao Yuan come out yet? Nothing happened to him, right?"
Although Ning Rongrong had near-blind confidence in Yang Yuan, her heart felt uneasy at the thought of his opponent being the continent-shaking Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong.
Worry also flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes, but she maintained a facade of composure.
"Don't panic. When has Little Brother Xiao Yuan ever let us down? Since he dared to challenge Bibi Dong, he must be certain of himself."
Ye Lingling was a woman of few words, but her eyes were full of determination.
"I believe in Xiao Yuan!!"
Meanwhile, in the VIP seats.
Qian Renxue's expression was complicated, a mix of emotions showing in her eyes.
Knowing that Yang Yuan was not in mortal danger, she couldn't help but worry about Bibi Dong's safety.
Although her relationship with Bibi Dong was strained, Bibi Dong was still her biological mother, after all.
If Yang Yuan killed Bibi Dong, how would she face him in the future?
Just as the entire venue was in a state of anxiety... "Buzz~"
That patch of Chaos light, which seemed to isolate everything, suddenly fluctuated violently.
A figure slowly stepped out from the Chaos.
No, to be precise, it was two figures.
The first person to enter everyone's sight was indeed Yang Yuan.
His posture was still upright, and his temperament was transcendent. Aside from his clothes and hair looking slightly disheveled, he didn't look like someone who had just been through a great battle.
The Heaven Dou crowd immediately cheered upon seeing Yang Yuan.
"It's Brother Xiao Yuan; he really is okay!"
Ning Rongrong looked delighted, almost jumping up in excitement.
"Little Brother Xiao Yuan is indeed fine."
Dugu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a smile touching her charming face.
Ye Lingling and the rest of the Heaven Dou Academy were the same.
At that moment, Yu Feng seemed to see something, and his mouth suddenly hung open.
"Quick, look at the Class Leader's hand!"
Everyone looked over.
They saw Yang Yuan's right hand clutching Bibi Dong's iconic long purple hair.
The latter was face down, her features hidden. One could only tell her condition was grim; she looked as if all her bones had been removed, being dragged by Yang Yuan without any Life Qi.
Her magnificent Supreme Pontiff Robes were in tatters, and she was covered in blood, looking like a person made of blood.
"Thud!"
After stepping out of the Chaos Battlefield, Yang Yuan let go, and Bibi Dong's body immediately slumped to the ground with a dull thud.
Although the sound wasn't loud, it was like a clap of thunder exploding in the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene.
In an instant, a deathly silence enveloped the entire Spirit Hall, as if even the wind had stopped flowing.
Even the various worshipers in the Hall of Worship, who were closely watching the scene, were shocked.
They had considered that Yang Yuan might win, but they hadn't expected him to win so easily.
Seeing Bibi Dong's miserable state, they only felt disbelief.
A full few seconds passed before the silence in front of the Spirit Hall was broken.
"Your... Your Majesty!!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo cried out in shock, their faces as pale as paper, hardly able to believe their eyes.
The Supreme Pontiff they revered, who was supreme and invincible to all but the High Priest, had actually been defeated by a fourteen-year-old youth in such a humiliating and miserable manner.
"Hiss—!!"
Immediately after, the sound of countless people gasping for air rang out from every corner of the spectator stands.
Countless spectators, regardless of their faction, shared a strikingly similar expression.
Extreme shock, bewilderment, and disbelief!
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong had actually lost to a fourteen-year-old youth.
"Heavens, what am I seeing?"
"This youth actually defeated the Supreme Pontiff. He's just a Spirit Saint; how on earth did he do it?"
"Is that youth some god descended to the mortal world?"
"The Douluo Continent is about to change!"
Exclamations, doubts, and fearful whispers erupted, merging into a chaotic ocean of noise.
Qian Renxue stood up abruptly, her pupils shrinking as she stared intently at the miserable blood-covered figure on the square.
The massive shock left her mind blank, leaving her unsure of how to react for a moment.
Noticing Qian Renxue's gaze, Yang Yuan instead looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, speaking with a faint smile:
"Rest assured, your Supreme Pontiff is not dead!"
However, before Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard Yang Yuan continue:
"I just crippled her two Spirits!"
(End of Chapter)
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