Chapter 18: The Engagement is Broken, A Battle with Xiao Chen

Watching Xiao Chen's mindless, raging outburst, Bai Yu'er felt an increasing sense of disappointment.

Comparing people was like the saying: "It's one thing not to know, but once you compare, you'll be startled."

She had previously thought that Xiao Chen was quite an exceptional person.

But now, compared to Jun Xiaoyao, Xiao Chen instantly turned into a loach in the mud.

No matter how she looked at him, he was an eyesore.

"To think such a person would be my fiancé..." Bai Yu'er shook her head secretly.

She spoke up, "This is all of my own volition. Xiao Chen, please leave."

Bai Yu'er's words were like a critical strike, hitting Xiao Chen's heart with brutal force.

His chest heaved with rage, and he stared at Jun Xiaoyao with an incredibly cold expression. "Your name is Jun Xiaoyao, right? It must be you. What kind of bewitching potion did you feed Yu'er?"

Xiao Chen was like a raging lion.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao maintained a calm expression, a flicker of something unusual appearing in his eyes as he stared at Xiao Chen.

To be precise, he was staring at the Coiling Dragon Ring on Xiao Chen's finger.

Because Jun Xiaoyao practiced the Chaos Divine Grinding Visualization, his soul's sensitivity far surpassed that of ordinary people.

On that Coiling Dragon Ring, Jun Xiaoyao sensed a different aura and soul fluctuation.

"No way, is it this kind of trope?" A hint of surprise appeared in the depths of Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

The ring-dwelling old man, the betrayal of the fiancée.

The same old recipe, the same old flavor.

Only the positions had been swapped.

"Interesting. Is this Xiao Chen trying to come here to slap my face?" Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Bai Yu'er continued, "Enough, Xiao Chen. My mind is made up. I will serve the Divine Son for the rest of my life, acting as his slave and maid. Let our engagement end here."

In Bai Yu'er's heart now, there was only Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao was her master for life.

As for Xiao Chen, that bit of childhood friendship had long since been eroded by repeated disappointments and lies.

Xiao Chen had promised to give her the Undying Medicine, but he had never fulfilled that promise.

"No... how can you be like this, Yu'er..." Xiao Chen's entire body trembled slightly.

His fiancée had been snatched away.

Xiao Chen felt as if he were wearing a massive green hat; he even believed that Bai Yu'er had sold her dignity to receive Jun Xiaoyao's favor.

"Heh, so that's how it is, you slut!"

Xiao Chen's heart sank to the bottom. He simply tore off the mask, laughing out of extreme rage, his face cold and mocking.

He could not endure the betrayal of his woman.

Bai Yu'er was also stunned.

She hadn't expected that the usually steady, resolute Xiao Chen, who had always cared for her, would say such things.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, found this quite ordinary.

Protagonists, after all, follow the logic of "those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish."

Would someone who betrays the protagonist have a good end?

However, Jun Xiaoyao asked himself that if he were in Xiao Chen's position, he would also kill Bai Yu'er without hesitation.

A saint? Non-existent. He would only be more ruthless and decisive than Xiao Chen.

But unfortunately, Bai Yu'er was currently his pawn, so he could not allow Xiao Chen to touch her.

Furthermore, he could take this opportunity to put on a performance, making Bai Yu'er even more devoted to him.

"To think you were Bai Yu'er's fiancé, yet you slander her purity like this. Even as an outsider, I feel a bone-chilling coldness for her."

Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, shielding Bai Yu'er, and shook his head with a sigh.

"Divine Son..." Bai Yu'er's heart was moved, her beautiful crimson eyes misting over.

She hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to stand up and speak for her.

At this moment, beyond respect and worship, Bai Yu'er felt several inexplicable emotions toward Jun Xiaoyao.

And this look, in Xiao Chen's eyes, was nothing less than blatant affection.

"Damn it, you slut!" Xiao Chen's internal organs felt as if they were burning with fury.

Bai Yu'er was actually exchanging flirtatious glances with Jun Xiaoyao right in front of him.

This wasn't just a green hat anymore; it was the vast Hulunbuir Grassland.

"Jun Xiaoyao, do you dare to have a fair fight with me?" Xiao Chen shouted.

The only way to resolve this now was to completely crush Jun Xiaoyao in front of Bai Yu'er and trample him underfoot.

Only then could Xiao Chen vent the rage in his heart.

He wanted to see Bai Yu'er filled with regret, repenting before him.

"I am only eight years old, while you must be fifteen or sixteen. What a 'fair fight'," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint, mocking smile.

Xiao Chen's expression became slightly awkward, but he remained defiant. "So what? You are the Divine Son of the Jun family with countless resources, so it counts as fair. Or are you saying you don't dare to fight me?"

Xiao Chen took a provocative stance.

During this time, he had finally mastered the martial divine ability passed down by the Coiling Dragon Ring.

He was confident that among his peers, few could contend with him.

The Jun family Divine Son would be no exception.

"Fine then. To the Martial Arena." Jun Xiaoyao placed his hands behind his back and stepped forward directly.

At this point, there was nothing left to say.

A protagonist with such a self-satisfied persona needed a slap to wake him up.

Bai Yu'er and Jun Linglong followed closely behind him.

Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes looked at Xiao Chen, her gaze carrying a hint of cold mockery and pity.

Jun Xiaoyao had defeated the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian, when he was only three years old.

Even Jun Linglong wasn't entirely sure how strong he was now.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao accompanied by two beauties, jealousy surged in Xiao Chen's eyes.

"If I had been born into an ancient great family, my achievements would certainly not be lower than Jun Xiaoyao's. But he will never guess that I have the help of the Coiling Dragon Ring," Xiao Chen thought to himself.

Soon, Jun Xiaoyao and Xiao Chen arrived at the Martial Arena.

Their arrival drew the attention of many Jun family disciples.

"It's the Divine Son. What is he doing at the Martial Arena?"

"I heard some blind fool wants to challenge the Divine Son."

"Is it that prince from the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom? Truly incredibly stupid."

"Indeed. It is already an honor for the Divine Son to deign to fight him."

All along the way, almost all the Jun family members had treated Xiao Chen with mockery, contempt, and disdain.

Watching this, Xiao Chen clenched his fists.

Don't the protagonists in those legendary novels also suffer such scorn? In the end, they always manage a comeback.

"A bunch of people who look down on others. So what if you were born into an ancient family? I will show you what it means to conquer fate!" A proud curve appeared at the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth.

Jun Xiaoyao and Xiao Chen stood upon a single combat stage.

Jun Linglong, Bai Yu'er, and many members of the Jun family were all spectating.

In the shadows, clan elders like Jun Zhantian were also observing secretly.

They weren't worried that Jun Xiaoyao would lose.

Rather, they wanted to use this battle to see exactly how powerful Jun Xiaoyao's strength had become.

"Alright, you may make your move."

On the stage, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"Hmph, if I make my move, you might not even have a chance to fight back," Xiao Chen said with a cold, arrogant smile.

He was a genius of the Divine Palace Realm.

And this Jun Xiaoyao was only eight years old; how strong could he possibly be?

"Is that so? Very well." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

He performed a simple, single palm strike. Golden blood essence surged like a tidal wave, making the very void tremble!