Looking at Xiao Chen's mindlessly enraged appearance, Bai Yu'er felt increasingly disappointed.
Comparing people, one wouldn't know without comparison, but once compared, it was startling.
She originally thought Xiao Chen was a very outstanding person.
But now, compared to Jun Xiaoyao, Xiao Chen immediately turned into a loach in the mud.
He looked an eyesore no matter how she looked at him.
"Such a person is actually my fiancé..." Bai Yu'er secretly shook her head.
She said, "This was all my own will. Xiao Chen, you should leave."
Bai Yu'er's words were like a critical hit, striking Xiao Chen's heart fiercely.
His chest heaved with anger, and he stared at Jun Xiaoyao with an incomparably cold and stern 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 an enraged male lion.
But Jun Xiaoyao, at this moment, had a faint expression, a peculiar look 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 cultivated the Chaotic Divine Millstone Visualization Method, his soul's sensitivity was far superior to that of ordinary people.
On that Coiling Dragon Ring, Jun Xiaoyao sensed a different kind of aura and soul fluctuation.
"No way, it's actually this kind of trope?" Surprise showed in the depths of Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
The old grandpa in the ring, the fiancée who betrays.
Still the familiar recipe, still the original flavor.
Except the positions were reversed.
"A bit interesting. This Xiao Chen wants to come and slap my face?" Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
However, Bai Yu'er continued to speak, "Enough, Xiao Chen! My mind is made up. I will serve Lord Divine Son for my entire life, as a slave or a servant. Let the engagement between us be over."
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 sweetheart affection had long since been worn away by repeated disappointments and lies.
Xiao Chen had promised to give her an Immortal Divine Herb but had never fulfilled his promise.
"No... How can you do this, Yu'er..." Xiao Chen's whole body was trembling slightly.
His fiancée had been snatched away.
Xiao Chen felt like he was wearing a green hat, and he even believed that Bai Yu'er had obtained Jun Xiaoyao's "grace" by selling her own dignity.
"Hehe, so that's how it is? You bitch!"
Xiao Chen's heart sank to the bottom. He simply tore off all pretense, laughed in extreme anger, his face icy cold, full of ridicule.
He couldn't bear the betrayal of his woman.
Bai Yu'er was also stunned.
She hadn't expected that Xiao Chen, who had always been calm, resolute, and quite caring towards her, would actually say such words.
Jun Xiaoyao, however, was not surprised by this.
Protagonists, weren't they always like "those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish"?
Would those who betrayed the protagonist have a good end?
However, Jun Xiaoyao asked himself, if he were in Xiao Chen's position, he would also unhesitatingly kill Bai Yu'er.
A saint? Nonexistent. He would only act more ruthlessly and decisively than Xiao Chen.
But unfortunately, Bai Yu'er was now his chess piece, and he couldn't allow Xiao Chen to touch Bai Yu'er.
Moreover, at this time, he could take the opportunity to put on a show and once again make Bai Yu'er completely devoted to him.
"To think you are still Bai Yu'er's fiancé, yet you slander her innocence like this. Even I, an outsider, feel a bone-chilling coldness for Bai Yu'er."
Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, standing in front of Bai Yu'er, shaking his head and sighing.
"Lord Divine Son..." Bai Yu'er's heart was touched, a mist forming in her crimson crystal-like beautiful eyes.
She hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to actually stand up and speak for her.
At this moment, Bai Yu'er's feelings for Jun Xiaoyao, besides respect and admiration, had an added layer of indescribable emotion.
And this kind of gaze and emotion, in Xiao Chen's eyes, was a blatant look of affection.
"Damn you, you bitch!" Xiao Chen was so angry his internal organs felt like they were burning, his fury blazing.
Bai Yu'er was actually making eyes at Jun Xiaoyao right in front of him.
This wasn't just a green hat anymore; it was an entire Hulunbuir Grassland.
"Jun Xiaoyao, do you dare to fight me fairly?" Xiao Chen shouted.
The only solution now was to thoroughly crush Jun Xiaoyao in front of Bai Yu'er, to trample him underfoot.
Only in this way could Xiao Chen vent the anger in his heart.
He wanted to see Bai Yu'er full of regret, repenting before him.
"I am only eight years old, and you are already fifteen or sixteen, right? What a 'fair fight'," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, his tone laced with sarcasm.
Xiao Chen's face looked slightly unnatural, but he still said stubbornly, "So what? You are the Jun family's Divine Son, with countless resources. That also counts as fair. Or are you saying you don't dare to fight me?"
Xiao Chen showed a provocative stance.
During this period, he had finally mastered the martial arts and divine abilities transmitted to him by the Coiling Dragon Ring.
He was confident that among his peers, few could contend with him.
The Jun family's Divine Son was no exception.
"Alright then, let's go to the martial arts arena." Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back and directly strode out.
At this point, there was nothing more to say.
This kind of self-important protagonist persona deserved to be slapped awake.
Bai Yu'er and Jun Linglong followed closely beside him.
Jun Linglong looked at Xiao Chen, a hint of cold ridicule and pity in her beautiful eyes.
At the age of three, Jun Xiaoyao had defeated the Tenth Sequence, Jun Zhangjian.
How strong he was now, even Jun Linglong wasn't entirely sure.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, accompanied by two beauties, jealousy surged in Xiao Chen's eyes.
"If I had been born in an ancient aristocratic family, my achievements would definitely not be lower than this Jun Xiaoyao. But he definitely wouldn't expect that I also have the help of the Coiling Dragon Ring," Xiao Chen thought to himself.
Soon, Jun Xiaoyao and Xiao Chen arrived at the martial arts arena.
Their arrival also attracted the attention of many Jun family disciples.
"It's Lord Divine Son! What is he doing at the martial arts arena?"
"I heard some blind fool wants to challenge Lord Divine Son."
"That prince from the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom? He's really quite stupid."
"Yeah, for Lord Divine Son to condescend to fight him is already his honor."
Along the way, almost all Jun family members sneered at Xiao Chen, looking at him with disdain and contempt.
Xiao Chen saw this, his fists clenched tightly.
Weren't the protagonists in those legendary novels also subjected to countless scornful looks, but in the end, they could always make a comeback?
"A bunch of snobs who look down on people! So what if you're born in an ancient aristocratic family? I will let you know what it means for man to conquer heaven!" A proud curve appeared at the corner of Xiao Chen's lips.
Jun Xiaoyao and Xiao Chen stood on a dueling platform.
Jun Linglong, Bai Yu'er, and many other Jun family members were watching.
In the shadows, Jun Zhantian and some other clan elders were also observing secretly.
They weren't worried that Jun Xiaoyao would lose.
Rather, they wanted to use this battle to see clearly just how powerful Jun Xiaoyao had become.
"Alright, you can make your move."
On the dueling platform, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression faint.
"Hmph, if I make a move, you might not even have a chance to retaliate," Xiao Chen said with a cold, arrogant smile.
He was a Divine Palace Realm genius.
And this Jun Xiaoyao was only eight years old. How strong could he be?
"Is that so? Alright then." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
He simply struck out with a palm. Golden vital energy and blood surged to the heavens, and the void trembled!
(End of this chapter)