298 Lu Family, Heavenly Pride!_3

"You can't handle this, can you?"

In Da Xia, there indeed existed an unwritten rule: during a duel, if one party left the arena, whether actively or passively, they were considered defeated.

"Get lost!" Zhao Zhenren half-knelt on the ground, slamming his hand down fiercely.

From high above, a golden giant palm thunderously smashed down!

It was so large that it not only covered the entire Martial Arts Arena but also enveloped many of the surrounding mountains and forests.

Chaos ensued all around, cries of alarm emanating from every direction:

"Zhao Zhenren! Have you lost your mind?"

"You don't care about your own life?"

"Stop it now!"

"Silence!" Jiang Li shouted loudly, her voice piercing through the tumult.

Everyone looked in astonishment at this powerful disciple of Sword One.

Zhao Zhenren had indeed gone mad.

Or rather, his desire to kill Lu Ran had reached its peak.

Since the battle began, Lu Ran's "bleat" hadn't ceased.