"You... you... why don't you fight back?"
Wàng Chén shifted her gaze, not knowing why she dared not look into the man's eyes.
Since the first time we met, I felt like I knew this man in front of me, but there wasn't a single memory about him in my mind.
This made her feel very uncomfortable. Facing the wound on Ye Bufan's shoulder, she felt even more irritable.
"Xiangxiang, don't you remember me? It's me!"
Ye Bufan was still excited, he couldn't even care about his injuries.
"You've got the wrong person, I'm not someone named Xiangxiang, and I don't know you. Pick up your sword and fight me a real duel!"
Wàngchén no longer had the previous indifference, his emotions were becoming increasingly agitated.
"Xiangxiang, think about it, we don't belong here. We're from Shanghai!"
Before that, we met in the Dragon King's Palace, and that was also when you became my woman...
Do you still remember the first time we met? You were wielding two short swords back then, and you told me about dying beneath a peony blossom, even in death, one should be graceful...
Later, we walked out of the Dragon King's Palace together, returned to the Magic Capital together, and went to see your father together...
Ye Bufan was like a madman, constantly muttering and recounting past events, hoping to awaken the other's memories.
The audience below was completely dumbfounded. After a brief moment of shock, there was an uproar.
"What's this? They know each other!"
"It sounds like a couple's relationship, but this woman doesn't know that man at all..."
"How can this be so over-the-top, what's going on here, can anyone give me an answer..."
Everyone was buzzing, nobody expected such a thrilling battle to end up like this.
"Shut up!"
On the viewing platform, an instant of absolute fury flashed across his face, along with a hint of panic.
"Wangchen, don't listen to his nonsense, quickly get rid of him!"
"Enough talk, grab your blade. I'm making my move."
Hearing Ye Bufan's words, Wang Chen's emotions became increasingly agitated.
For some reason, it made him feel uneasy.
After that, the sword in her hand pierced out again, and Ye Bufan still didn't dodge. Another blood hole appeared on his right chest.
"Aren't you sick? Why don't you hide? Why won't you fight me?"
Wàng Chén's emotions were out of control, and she cried out hysterically.
Ye Bufan said, “Because you are my woman, I can’t lay a hand on you.”
"I don't know you. I'm not the Xiangxiang you're talking about. I'm Wangchen!"
Wàngchén finished speaking and punched him hard in the chest.
Ye Bufan flew backward, spewing a mouthful of blood before crashing to the ground. His blazing sword landed beside him.
Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu in the audience couldn't help but shout: "Xiao Fan, don't be foolish, she doesn't remember you at all right now, she's not the Xiangxiang from before."
Ye Bufan climbed up from the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but a bright smile still lingered on his face.
"Xiangxiang, do you still remember the song I used to sing to you often? Now I can sing it for you..."
Ye Bufan's chest was full of blood, his teeth were stained red with blood, but he still smiled and sang.
<<<"Worries linger and gloom persists">>>
Why do I feel so empty?
When feelings are lost, everything is lost.
A burning hatred and sorrow that cannot be dispelled.
<<>>
Why won't my heart die?

...And why do I, of all people, love you...?
For a time, the entire royal schoolyard was filled with his singing.
"Uh...what song is this? It's weird, but kinda catchy..."
"Holy crap, why are my tears coming down..."
"What a nice person..."
Unknowingly, many people have been moved by this song.

"Shut up, stop singing..."
Wàng Chén's emotions were on the verge of losing control. She didn't know why, but looking at this man in front of her, she felt an overwhelming sense of compassion, a strong urge to rush forward and throw herself into his arms.
"Love has become a burden, loving is like suffering."
My heart is filled with bitter tears.
Past loves linger like a dream, this moment I fear to pursue further.

I insist on seeing you.

Why do I spend every second thinking about the past?
Why don't you remember at all...
Ye Bufan did not stop. He continued to sing this song that Yi Luo Xiang loved the most, hoping it would awaken her memories.
"Oh... please stop, you have to stop, okay? I beg you, just don't sing anymore..."
Wàngchén let out a roar, his long sword falling to the ground.
She felt a surge of fear, as if she had committed a grave sin.
Why does my mind linger on the past every second?
Why don't you remember at all? <<<
Love and affection have both been lost.
Yet why do I strangely favor you
Love and affection are both gone, as is the bond of loyalty.
...But why do I just have to love you...?
The singing was melodious and heartfelt, and suddenly an image of two people leaning against each other appeared in Wang Chen's mind.
At that time, she nestled in this man's arms, and the song he hummed was just this one.
Right now, she felt like her head was going to explode. The pain was unbearable, as if countless memories were trying to surge forth, yet something was holding them back.
"Ah!"
Wangchen clutched his head in both hands, letting out a scream before collapsing onto the stage with a thud, completely unconscious.
The audience was completely dumbfounded. No one had expected the final showdown to end like this; it was a complete surprise.
The mighty Wangchen wasn't defeated by his opponent, but was rendered unconscious by a song.
"Fragrant..."
Ye Bufan desperately wanted to awaken the other's memories, but he didn't expect this outcome. He rushed forward to save them.
And just then, Xuan Yuan Zhan Tian's voice came from beside me, "Little guy, haven't you noticed yet, her memory has been sealed by someone."
"If you go there now, it will only agitate her and might make her completely incapacitated."
As the saying goes, those in power are often blind to their own faults. As a medical immortal, Ye Bufan naturally understands this truth, but he lost his reason due to his excitement.
At this moment, after being reminded by Xuanyuan Zhantian, he immediately regained his composure, knowing that he had been too stimulated by Wangchen.
Haste makes waste, and stimulating them further at this point could backfire.
Thinking about this, he could only forcefully suppress the impulse in his heart.
At that moment, the people in the stands were utterly furious.
This disciple was about to win the ultimate prize, but fate intervened and she fainted on the stage. How could she not be furious?
"You despicable wretch, using such filthy tactics! I'll kill you right now!"
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"What are you trying to do? Are you going to interfere with the competition?"
Ximen Feng seemed to be well-prepared, and with a palm strike, he directly shattered the formidable true essence giant hand.
Li Miaozhen and Bai Li Xingkong sat there, neither of them speaking. Although their decisive actions violated the rules of the competition, they were more pleased to see this outcome.
For them, the best outcome would be for Ye Bufan to be slapped to death, and then they would disqualify Wàng Chén from the competition. This way, Tiān Máng Zhōu would have no advantage, and their points would fall behind Tiān Shèng Zhōu.
Hua Si Jin glanced over at this side, "Elder Jue Ran, the competition hasn't ended yet. You intervening at this time is probably not appropriate, right?"
According to the rules of the competition, we have to cancel the disciple's scores.
As a member of the elders, he naturally understood this truth. At this moment, he had also recovered his composure and, with a cold snort, sat back down again.

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