59: This is my fiancée

Jiang Hanxi's bamboo hat was also knocked off by the impact, startling the audience into gasps.

"Is this... a fairy!?"

Regardless of gender, everyone who saw Jiang Hanxi's true face was amazed.

Wang Feng's hands were pressed firmly to the ground, and he couldn't break free even with all his strength.

What's going on? How could my combined cultivation of body and magic be weaker than her in strength?

Jiang Hanxi couldn't possibly have this much strength!

Wang Feng looked at Jiang Hanxi, who was sitting on his stomach, with immense surprise; Jiang Hanxi was indeed as extraordinary as ever.

"Why did you lie to me?"

Jiang Hanxi pressed Wang Feng down, staring coldly into his eyes, as if trying to see something from the depths of his gaze.

She had already realized it; Wang Feng was definitely that Dwarf Gourd Man, even his movement technique was identical.

Which meant, he was the one who saw her body.

He was also the one who tried to assault her in the village.

And he was even the one who tied her up and brought her back to the village!

Wang Feng thought Jiang Hanxi was talking about him lying about his cultivation, so he turned his head away guiltily and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hanxi already knew the truth; it turned out she had been deceived the whole time!

Seeing Wang Feng remain silent, Jiang Hanxi's anger instantly flared.

She quickly stood up, grabbed Wang Feng's wrist, and flung him towards the barrier.

With a bang!, the barrier rippled, and Wang Feng felt a metallic taste of blood rising in his throat.

Wang Feng swallowed with difficulty, then spat out a mouthful of bloody foam onto the ground, his face bitter.

Good heavens, Jiang Hanxi didn't hold back at all; she hit him so hard he almost spit out blood.

"Fight!"

"Come on!"

Wang Feng used the Seven Stars Step to attack Jiang Hanxi, and both of them simultaneously raised their palms.

Slap!

Wang Feng pulled back his hand, and Jiang Hanxi's strike landed on Wang Feng's chest.

He could only resort to a bitter stratagem.

Wang Feng's figure shot backward like a rocket, once again crashing into the barrier.

"Pfft!"

This time he couldn't hold it in, and a mouthful of crimson blood spurted out, seven parts passive, three parts active.

Jiang Hanxi's foot involuntarily stepped forward.

But then she remembered the times Wang Feng had deceived her, and she forcefully stopped herself; this counted as a lesson for him.

What Jiang Hanxi forgot was how she used to deal with those who deceived her.

Very simply, she killed them directly!

But when it came to Wang Feng, she seemed to lack that intention.

"Continue!"

"If it helps you vent, hit me as much as you want!"

Wang Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted at Jiang Hanxi.

He simply lay down on the ground; he didn't want to move anymore, letting Jiang Hanxi do as she pleased.

Anyway, when he was close to death, the barrier and the referee would intervene.

To be honest, he had finally cultivated some feelings with Jiang Hanxi, and he really didn't want to become mortal enemies again.

It could be said that all his previous eight lives combined probably didn't cultivate as much emotion as this one.

And all his previous eight lives were filled with hatred.

In this life, it was only because Jiang Hanxi happened to be cultivating again that he had the chance to approach her.

The feelings he had cultivated with such difficulty were enough for him to ignore Xiao Hao calling her 'Master's wife'.

Wang Feng truly did not want to turn against Jiang Hanxi unless absolutely forced.

Opposite him, Jiang Hanxi watched Wang Feng lying on the ground, but didn't make another move.

She sat down cross-legged after standing for a while, lost in thought.

Wang Feng was also happy to be idle; after all, who wanted to be hit? So he just lay there playing dead.

The referee looked at this scene, somewhat hesitant about whether to just let Jiang Hanxi win directly.

But the man didn't look like he was injured to the point of being unable to fight anymore.

The rules stated that after the top 100, battles could only end when one person on the stage was unable to fight or conceded after half an incense stick of time.

Otherwise, the referee had no right to interfere, especially in a battle for first and second place.

This was also a rule set by the elders to witness more exciting battles.

After all, these hundred people were elites, and the sect would definitely want to recruit all of them if possible.

It also allowed them to observe some character and talent from their battles.

And now, the bored ones were the audience below, with complaints arising in groups.

The battle for first and second place wasn't even as entertaining as the revival match for third and fourth.

Half an incense stick later...

"I concede!"

Jiang Hanxi said, then with a pull of her palm, she drew the white veiled bamboo hat that had fallen to the side into her hand and put it back on.

Immediately, sighs of regret echoed from below the stage; they could never tire of looking at that immortal face.

The referee opened the barrier, his gaze strange.

Jiang Hanxi walked off the stage, but didn't go far, as if waiting for Wang Feng on the stage.

The referee also waited for a long time, only to find that Wang Feng remained motionless.

He couldn't be dead, could he?

That shouldn't be; if he were dead, the barrier would react. Did he just die as soon as I closed the barrier?

The referee hurriedly flew onto the stage and walked over to check Wang Feng's physical condition.

During this time, Jiang Hanxi, waiting for Wang Feng below the stage, also noticed, and her heart tightened for some reason.

"What are you doing?"

Just as Jiang Hanxi was about to give in and fly up, she saw Wang Feng had already gotten up.

Rubbing his bewildered eyes, he complained to the referee, who had been patting him all over.

Jiang Hanxi's worry instantly vanished without a trace; it turned out this silly boy had fallen asleep on the stage!

No! She shouldn't call him a silly boy anymore; he was just a bad liar.

"Get off the stage, it's over!"

The referee grabbed Wang Feng and dragged the still-confused Wang Feng off the stage.

"What!! It's over!!?"

Wang Feng shouted in surprise after he realized, causing countless audience members below to roll their eyes.

They secretly cursed this guy for having such a big heart, being able to fall asleep during a battle.

And why did that fairy concede, letting this foolish guy get first place!

"Yes, it's over, you're first place!"

The referee said with a speechless expression. Wang Feng also reacted now; Jiang Hanxi had actually conceded!

"Who is she to you? Why did you let her hit you so obediently, and why did she give up first place to you?"

The referee dragged Wang Feng while walking off the stage, asking, clearly wanting to hear the gossip.

This battle could be said to be the most baffling one he had witnessed in all his time as a referee.

"Between you and me, she's my fiancée. It's just that I upset her recently, and I didn't expect to meet her here, so I had no choice but to seek her forgiveness this way."

Wang Feng leaned close to the referee's ear, raising his hand to lower his voice as he whispered.

"Oh~, so that's how it is."

The referee seemed to understand, deep in thought, staring intently behind Wang Feng.

Wang Feng noticed his gaze and turned his head somewhat stiffly.

He met Jiang Hanxi's eyes directly. Even with her white veiled bamboo hat, Wang Feng felt as if he could see how cold her current gaze was.

She couldn't have heard, could she?

"Did you... hear that?"

Wang Feng cautiously asked in the most direct way.

"Didn't you say she was... Mmph!"

Wang Feng quickly covered the referee's mouth. It seemed Jiang Hanxi hadn't heard, and he couldn't let him blurt it out.

"Don't say anything!"

Wang Feng saw that he didn't call out again, so he let go. The referee was also sensible enough to shut up.

Just by looking at this brother's expression, he knew how much he feared his fiancée, and he didn't want to make an enemy for no reason.

So he obediently closed his mouth, letting the two of them resolve things intimately themselves.

Just as Wang Feng was about to quickly step away, he suddenly felt a tug at the back of his collar.