At that moment, Yi Chen was moved, never expecting Lin Yifei to protect him like this.
However, he absolutely could not let Lin Yifei make these pointless sacrifices, so he persuaded her, "Miss Yifei, please go, don't worry about me. My life is worthless, dying doesn't matter to me."
"No! You got hurt because you were defending my honor; I can't possibly leave you behind and not care." Lin Yifei refused Yi Chen's request, resolutely staying put, blocking Zhao Hong.
"Why must you do this?" Yi Chen was moved again but felt helpless and desperately wanted to send Lin Yifei away.
But now, he couldn't even stand up, truly helpless.
On the other side, seeing Lin Yifei facing death head-on, Zhao Hong no longer had any soft feelings, so he responded, "Fine! You won't let it be? Then I shall send you to the Western Paradise!"
The next moment, he fiercely swung his fist, aiming a punch at Lin Yifei.
Feeling the power contained in that fist, Yi Chen shouted, "Don't!!"
On the other side of the court, Mu Yu was also anxious. Even though he didn't know Lin Yifei, after last night's encounter, he discovered he had a special feeling for this woman; seeing her in danger, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
"How can this be? Why am I worried about her safety?" Mu Yu asked himself.
When Song Huaiyu had taken injuries for him earlier, he hadn't felt this heartache. Why was this happening? Could it really be that I ...
Thinking this, Mu Yu looked shocked; he then quickly discarded the idea.
He was pursuing supreme power, the utmost Great Dao; romantic entanglements, he would rather not have.
Outside the arena, Lu Zixuan saw this scene and desperately wanted to rush over to shield Lin Yifei. But he knew it was all too late.
"Yifei! Hurry and go! Why won't you leave?"
He was very anxious, not wanting to see Lin Yifei leave his world and disappear from this earth.
On the other side, Guo Xiaoyan and Lin Yifei's classmates were also worried.
However, things had progressed to this point and it was no longer within their control. Now, all they could do was silently pray, silently pray that someone would come to the scene to save Lin Yifei.
Watching that enormous fist coming at her, Lin Yifei clenched her eyes shut, gritted her teeth; at the same time tightly clenched her fists, continually resisting the fear in her heart.
At that moment, she was also praying, praying for her brother Lin Yifan's arrival.
"Brother! You will come, won't you?"
Sometimes, things like telepathy, wishing for things to happen, might really exist.
Just as she was about to lose hope, a small stone flew at high speed from outside the arena, striking Zhao Hong's fist harshly and instantly dissolving his lethal attack.
"Ah!"
Zhao Hong screamed in pain, clutching his wrist, and angrily scolded at the crowd around, "Who? Who's the bastard screwing up my plan?"
"Me!"
With that, a tall, handsome figure with graceful demeanor slowly descended from the air, appearing in front of Lin Yifei.
The crowd looking at him couldn't help but speculate, "Who is this?"
"So handsome! Even more so than Mu Yu!"
"Who is this guy? Could he really be Lin Yifei's brother?"
"If that's really the case, then this is going to be good!"
Girls were enchanted, and boys were mesmerized, each in their own way.
However, his arrival certainly dazzled everyone present.
Such a charismatic scene could only be found in TV shows; it was simply impossible in real life.
Upon hearing the voice, Lin Yifei abruptly opened her eyes, for she knew who had come—it was indeed her brother, whom she longed for day and night.
"Brother! How did you get here? I didn't call for you just now," Lin Yifei asked curiously.
She had always thought her brother would not come, yet he surprisingly did.
It was only after her question that all the spectators realized that the casually dressed man was truly Lin Yifei's brother, and now there was a drama to watch.
"So Lin Yifei's brother is this handsome, even more than the legends say!"
"Can his arrival save the day?"
"It's a bit doubtful; after all, Zhao Hong's two followers are no pushovers."
"Right! Even Mu Yu, who is so powerful, lost, so it really seems unlikely for him."
...
After learning Lin Yifan's identity, the crowd started discussing and were very curious about just how strong Lin Yifan really was.
On the other side, the injured Song Huaiyu felt conflicted. The handsome man who had suddenly appeared was the same person who had injured her brother a few days ago, and had even fined him.
Honestly, she really disliked Lin Yifan and had no good feelings towards him.
However, she dared not offend Lin Yifan, for even her brother, a cultivator at the Divinity Transformation First Realm, was no match for Lin Yifan, and for her, confronting him would be a dead-end.
Dizzy and weakened, Mu Yu felt a ripple in his heart.
He sensed that the man who had suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yifei was very strong, no less formidable than him, as could be seen from the other's qinggong; at least he could not handle it as effortlessly and skillfully as Lin Yifan did.
"It looks like he really knows his stuff, just don't know how great he really is," Mu Yu internally commented, taking Lin Yifan very seriously, feeling that this was the strongest opponent he had encountered on his path.
Elsewhere, on the basketball court, Lin Yifan, unconcerned with the audience's discussions, directly answered Lin Yifei's question, "It was Yi Chen who asked me to come, he said you were in danger."
It was then that Lin Yifei understood why her brother had arrived just in time to rescue her.
Seeing that Lin Yifan had finally arrived, Yi Chen apologized with deep guilt, "Brother Yifan! I'm sorry! I was useless and troubled you to come here."
He felt ashamed for not being able to protect a young lady and face Lin Yifan, who had been immensely kind to him.
"Brother Yi Chen, don't blame yourself, you've already done your best, I won't hold it against you," Lin Yifan responded.
Yi Chen had risked his life to save his sister, what more could he ask for?
Losing wasn't an issue of character but of strength; thus, he would not blame Yi Chen.
Elsewhere, seeing this bright and handsome man, Zhao Hong curiously asked, "Are you Lin Yifei's brother? The one who made the Tian Family lose face on Long Row Street?"
"What, scared? If you're scared, kneel down and apologize to my brother and my sister right now!" Lin Yifan answered emotionlessly, his expression turning cold in an instant.
"Hmph, what a joke! I, Zhao Hong, fear neither heaven nor earth, so why would I fear a mere Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm cultivator?" Zhao Hong scoffed.
He had already inquired about Lin Yifan's true realm, which was just a minor Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm cultivator, nothing to be afraid of.
The Tian Family feared him only because they were afraid of the force behind him—Medicinal Saint Valley. Now, as distant as the Medicinal Saint Valley might be, it couldn't save him from imminent danger; thus, he was not afraid at all.
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