C483 Disgraceful

After Lee Zhuohua dispersed the shadow behind him, he slowly arrived in front of Track Of Ren Yun under everyone's gaze. He looked down from above at Track Of Ren Yun, who had a face full of shock, and his eyes revealed traces of frost.

"You have two more chances." Lee Zhuohua moved his lips and said those words. There was not the slightest emotion in his words, as if he was narrating something extremely ordinary.

However, when his words fell into the ears of Track Of Ren Yun, they were regarded as a kind of extreme ridicule. He heavily pounded on Track Of Ren Yun's self-esteem, and one could even faintly hear the sound of something shattering.

"You... You ..." Track Of Ren Yun's eyes widened. His face was ugly as he opened his mouth, but he could not say a word. At this moment, a sense of humiliation was spreading in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Lee Zhuohua looked at Track Of Ren Yun's current appearance. The expression on his face did not change, but in his heart, he sneered.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have done what he did. Lee Zhuohua wasn't someone who would never let go of someone else's fault. He had also given the other party a chance before, but the other party did not know when to advance or retreat, and even implicated the grudges between him and the others, so Lee Zhuohua did not plan to give Track Of Ren Yun any more face.

"Get up. How long are you going to lie down? You have two more chances." Lee Zhuohua said as if he was urging him to get up. At this moment, his words were even more direct and powerful than throwing his opponent off the arena.

"You... I admit defeat. " Under the urging of Lee Zhuohua, Track Of Ren Yun's pride was completely shattered, and his eyes seemed to have become a little unfocused. Even his originally distorted face looked a little lonely. He struggled a little to say the words that he didn't want to say the most in his heart.

"Hmm?" Lee Zhuohua's brows raised slightly. He knew how difficult it would be for the other party to say such a thing, but this was also what Lee Zhuohua wanted to see.

When the audience below the arena heard Track Of Ren Yun admit defeat, no one was surprised. Originally, no one thought that Track Of Ren Yun would be Lee Zhuohua's match.

Just now, a group of busybodies had even set up a bet on how long Track Of Ren Yun would be able to hold on.

Therefore, no one was surprised by the outcome of Ren Yun's defeat. As for Track Of Ren Yun taking the initiative to admit defeat, when the audience saw that Lee Zhuohua could force him to retreat even without making a move, they felt that it was only natural.

And now, compared to the matter of Track Of Ren Yun admitting defeat, what the audience below the arena cared more about was how Lee Zhuohua had done it just now, and what was the human figure behind him.

Of course, if Lee Zhuohua did not explain himself, no one would be able to guess what method he had used just now.

"Again? This doesn't seem like your style, the overlord of the new students? Hmph, I am so ashamed to be on the same level as you." Lee Zhuohua sneered, and looked at Track Of Ren Yun who was lying on the ground from the corner of his eyes as he mocked.

Being mocked by Lee Zhuohua like this, Track Of Ren Yun could still feel a strong sense of resentment in his heart, but he no longer had the qualification to compete with Lee Zhuohua, so he could only keep his mouth shut and not say another word. However, his expression betrayed his true thoughts.

However, after Tracker Of Ren Yun said those words, his reputation in the Outer Palace of the academy had completely disappeared. Even though he was still the New Hegemon now, no one would look up to him anymore.

It was all because his performance in the arena today had been a disgrace to the reputation of the New Hegemon.

But all of this was what Lee Zhuohua wanted to see. What he said was right, he had to do what he said. Even if he didn't leave an indelible mark on Ren Yun physically, he had to make him lose all his face in the Outer Palace, so that he wouldn't dare to appear in front of him again.

Since things had already come to this point, Lee Zhuohua did not want to continue staying at the Trial Arena. To him, everything that happened to Track Of Ren Yun had nothing to do with him, but the other party would forever live under his shadow. This could also be considered as avenging Duanqiancheng.

Lee Zhuohua retracted his gaze. He slowly turned around and no longer looked at Track Of Ren Yun. He raised his leg and walked down the Trial Arena.

As for Track Of Ren Yun, he could only watch Lee Zhuohua's back as he left. There was nothing he could do. His hands were tightly clenched into fists. It could be seen how intense the humiliation in his heart was.

"Lee Zhuohua..." Track Of Ren Yun muttered fiercely in his heart. It seemed that even at this point, he still didn't realize that the person he was going to offend was not someone he could afford to offend, but he could foresee that his future would not end well.

Lee Zhuohua walked down from the arena on his own and no longer paid attention to Track Of Ren Yun behind him, nor did he listen to the book collection elder's announcement of his victory, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Lee Zhuohua wins..."

However, the entire venue was unusually quiet at this moment. Other than the Hidden Elder's announcement that echoed for a long time, no one else said a word.

Their eyes were fixed on Lee Zhuohua. Lee Zhuohua could also feel the gazes coming from all directions. He knew that the matter of him using the shadow behind his back had attracted everyone's attention, but he still maintained a calm expression on the surface, as if he was not moved by the outside world.

"I am different from the average man, and I can only use this trick as a trump card. I can't use it easily, or it will attract unnecessary trouble if someone discovers my abnormality." After Lee Zhuohua felt the gazes of the surrounding people, he was even more certain that he could not easily use the shadow behind him in the future.

Lee Zhuohua, who had made up his mind, had a relaxed expression on his face. However, he also knew that he could not stay here for long. He had to divert everyone's attention from him.

"Brother Lin, I will go back first." Lee Zhuohua said to Lin Qi and was about to leave. He did not tell them the specific reason.

However, the two of them were not fools. They had also noticed the situation around them, so naturally, they would not try to persuade Lee Zhuohua to stay. Therefore, after replying to Lee Zhuohua, they did not ask any further questions.

After that, Lee Zhuohua slowly left the venue under the gazes of the surrounding people. Only when his figure completely disappeared did everyone's attention return to him. However, in their hearts, they were still thinking about something related to Lee Zhuohua.

But this was a disciple competition after all. Although many people were guessing what kind of method Lee Zhuohua had just used, they couldn't figure it out clearly. They concluded that it was Lee Zhuohua's secret skill, so when the next round of the competition began, the audience's thoughts were also diverted.

However, some of them were still thinking about Lee Zhuohua.

Xu Daolin and Duan Qianyue did not pay any attention to the next match at this moment. Their gazes were all looking in the direction of where Lee Zhuohua had left. No one knew what they were thinking in their hearts, but their faces wrinkled at the same time, as if they couldn't figure out what was going on.

In the other corner of the crowd, Duanqian Cheng was waiting for him. He had witnessed the entire match between Lee Zhuohua and Ren Yun. Lee Zhuohua had taken the lead for him, and he was also very happy in his heart, but at the same time, the strength that Lee Zhuohua had displayed caused him to feel a sense of disparity that was difficult to catch up.

"Aih, in the end, I still can't catch up to him." Duanqian Cheng muttered to himself in disappointment. His words were filled with loneliness.