"Damn Li Yun!"
On the platform of the top ten, Xiao Fanyun's expression darkened as he listened to the surrounding discussions. His hand clenched tightly within his sleeve, and the iron armrest beneath his grip cracked before being crushed into powder.
A terrifying killing intent surged in his eyes as his gaze locked onto Li Yun. His voice was low and cold, each word forced out through gritted teeth, filled with resentment and jealousy.
"You killed my junior brother, and now you dare to take the woman I have set my sights on. Li Yun, if I do not kill you today, then I am unworthy of the name Xiao Fanyun!"
At that moment, the Martial Ascension Gate deacon stepped forward and announced in a clear voice, "The match has concluded. In this Top Ten contest, Li Yun is victorious. According to the rules, he replaces Mo Chuxue and becomes the second strongest on the ranking."
He then turned toward Li Yun and asked, "Li Yun, do you wish to continue your challenge?"
"Of course."
