Chapter 73: One Arrow Through the Heart

  When they heard Lu Fei's shout, the crowd turned their attention to Su Qingchen in the air, and at this time, Su Qingchen closed his eyes with a wry smile. When everyone came to their senses, Bing Yu's strange arrow directly pierced Su Qingchen's heart.

  Su Qingchen spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his body fell straight down onto the battlefield. Bing Yu, who had already been stunned silly, stared blankly at Su Qingchen's falling figure. Just moments before, she was wondering why she had so easily promised to fulfill her vow, but now her mind was completely blank. Everyone was stunned in that instant, and no one had expected this outcome.

  Among the crowd, only Yin Ting did not fall into a panic. In the instant when Su Qingchen was shot by an arrow, she jumped onto the stage and hugged Su Qingchen's body with both hands. She then slowly put him down, and the tears in her eyes fell onto Su Qingchen's pale face.

  Yin Ting no longer cared about her image at this time, the only thing she thought about in her heart was that she hoped Su Qingchen would be fine, as long as he could wake up, she was willing to pay any price. If Su Qingchen knew what Yin Ting was thinking at this moment, would he be excited and unable to sleep for several nights? But at this time, he had no signs of life and couldn't wake up, let alone know what Yin Ting was thinking.

  Yin Ting gently shook Su Qingchen, and when she saw that he had no reaction, her small mouth opened slightly with a sobbing voice and shouted: "Wake up, don't scare me."

  A simple sentence made the stunned crowd come back to their senses, and when they saw Su Qingchen lying motionless in Yin Ting's arms, their hearts broke in an instant. Everyone couldn't imagine that the domineering boss who was full of vigor just a moment ago would turn into such a terrifying sight in the next moment.

  The crowd quickly boarded the battlefield, surrounding Su Qingchen and Yin Ting in the middle. At this time, Bing Yu was still stunned on the spot, her eyes staring in the direction where she had shot the arrow earlier, and her heart couldn't believe that Su Qingchen would take her strongest blow in such a weak state.

  Even if Su Qingchen was in his prime, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Bing Yu's strongest attack. Bing Yu had already broken through to the 9th level of spiritual cultivation several days ago, and that one arrow just now had reached the attacking power of a great spiritual master. Such a powerful arrow, how could Su Qingchen, who only has low-level spiritual cultivation, possibly withstand it?

  Before the duel with Su Qingchen, the leak of a certain matter made Bing Yu abandon her thoughts and only wanted to teach Su Qingchen a lesson. As Su Qingchen's teasing bets pushed Bing Yu into complete anger, upon seeing Su Qingchen exuding an aura of dominance all over his body, she directly defined Su Qingchen as an opponent on the same level as herself, and without hesitation, used her strongest arrow.

  When she saw Su Qingchen shot through the heart, a surge of regret filled her mind, and tears welled up in her eyes at the moment he fell to the ground. Deep down, she couldn't help but say to herself: As long as he can wake up, I am willing to be his little wife. However, this thought didn't even give Bing Yu any hope, after having this idea, Bing Yu directly sealed her heart shut, with a determination that she would not marry anyone else in this life.

  "Old big brother, wake up, don't scare us like that. You've finally won the gamble after all, and I've bet hundreds of purple gold coins on you. I'm still waiting to treat you to a drink of flower wine. Wake up!" Zhang Long squatted beside Su Qingchen, shouting somewhat resentfully, but unfortunately his words didn't have any effect on Su Qingchen at all.

  "You little brat, you can't die on me now! You just won against me and thought you could quietly slip away? Is this how you play with people? Be a man and get up for me!" Xie Qian had also arrived at Su Qingchen's side at some point, his cold and stern face revealing a hint of sadness upon seeing Su Qingchen's pale complexion. His harsh tone was tinged with a sob, the long-dormant emotions in his heart stirring once more after meeting Su Qingchen, only to be crushed in an instant, leaving Xie Qian struggling to accept it. Deep down, he couldn't help but think: Is this really my fate?

  Everyone was silent, the atmosphere on the battlefield had reached its lowest point, unable to say anything. Su Qingchen, who was still lying in Yin Ting's arms, remained unresponsive, and the last bit of warmth in his body slowly dissipated with time. Feeling this, Yin Ting tightly hugged Su Qingchen to her chest, her right hand also grasping Su Qingchen's hands. She thought that as long as Su Qingchen's body was still warm, he wouldn't leave her. But reality was cruel, no matter how hard she tried, Su Qingchen's body slowly cooled down, his face already devoid of any blood or vitality.

  When it was confirmed that Su Qingchen had really died, a youth wearing a black hat at the outermost edge of the crowd couldn't help but sneer in his heart: What a pity, he was played to death by that little girl Bingyu, and thought he could have some fun for a few more days. Another young talent has fallen, if it weren't for offending Lord Mozhu, I would have liked to pull him into my own camp, he will definitely be a tiger general in the future. After sighing, the youth turned around and left the training ground, disappearing on the college road.

  "Make way, let me see if I can save him." As Lu Fei's crisp voice rang out, the crowd that had been surrounding them parted to make a path. Lu Fei quickly climbed up onto the stage and walked over to Su Qingchen's side. He reached into his sleeve with his right hand and pulled out a black medicinal pill, pinched open Su Qingchen's lips, and once they were slightly apart, he popped the pill into his mouth before closing his lips again.

  After waiting for a moment, when he no longer saw any swallowing motion at the throat, Lu Fei's heart began to feel anxious. This Dan medicine was his father's life-saving medicine, as long as there was still a breath left, no matter how severe the injury, it could save his life. But now Su Qingchen had no vital signs and couldn't swallow the medicine on his own.

  With a worried glance around, he immediately turned to Yin Ting and opened his mouth with some helplessness: "Help him down, let him swallow this Dan medicine, maybe there's still hope."

  After hearing Lu Fei's words, Yin Ting had already understood how to help. With only a moment of hesitation in her heart, under Lu Fei's last sentence that still held hope, she lightly shook her head and resolutely lowered her head to kiss Su Qingchen's lips. A thread of coolness spread from Su Qingchen's lips, causing Yin Ting's whole body to shudder. She then gathered her somewhat flustered mind, and with a tender tongue tip, gently pried open Su Qingchen's lips, clumsily searching for the Dan medicine inside his mouth.

  As soon as the tip of her tongue touched the Dan medicine, Yin Ting's lips exerted a slight force, and the nimble tongue forcefully pushed the Dan medicine down. After several attempts, Su Qingchen finally saw the swallowing motion in his throat, and everyone's tense hearts couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  "If only it were that way, he wouldn't have had to die. Alas, poor Comrade Su." Xie Qian let out a sigh and said in a somewhat calm tone, but as the angry gazes of the crowd fell upon him, he covered his mouth with his hand, revealing a hint of terror on his face.

  As the medicine entered his abdomen, Su Qingchen's icy body still didn't show any signs of change. After Lu Fei observed him several times, he opened his mouth with some helplessness and said, "He really is gone."