"Everyone, be quiet!"
With Lin Li’s voice, the entire square fell into a silence.
Afterward, he leisurely said, "Next, let’s start with number one! Whoever is number one, step forward!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two youths stepped out from the crowd.
Those two were of opposite ages but had similar strength. After exchanging nas, they began to fight. Because their strengths were comparable, it was difficult to determine the winner for a while...
"Who do you think will win the first battle?"
An Qian blinked and turned to look at the two won beside her.
"It should be that young man in the black robe." Qian Chengyan furrowed his brow, his delicate face carrying a faint smile.
"No," Mu Ruyue shook her head, "the winner is the man in the white robe."
Qian Chengyan looked at Mu Ruyue in surprise, "But it seems the young man in the black robe has the upper hand. Why would he lose instead?"
"He’s exerting all his strength," Mu Ruyue smiled faintly, "in contrast, that man in the white robe hasn’t used his full strength from the start. So, even though he’s at a disadvantage, he remains at ease. However, the young man in the black robe, because he used so much power, will end up at a disadvantage..."
As they spoke, Qian Chengyan saw the black-robed man gradually losing his edge. Just then, the situation changed dramatically. The white-robed man flipped up, his longsword flashing like the wind in front of the black-robed man, forcing him to retreat layer by layer.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down the black-robed man’s face, his complexion turning pale. Then the white-robed man kicked him hard in the chest.
Having used all his strength from the start, the black-robed man didn’t have the energy to resist and was sent flying by the kick...
"Master, your talent and strength are not only exceptional, but your observation skills are also so keen, leaving in awe."
Qian Chengyan smiled bitterly, finally understanding why his master was so extraordinary. It turned out she always exuded an air of strength.
Other than talent, he had nothing else of rit...
Jin Kai glanced at Mu Ruyue’s calm expression, a peculiar light flickering in his golden eyes, yet he ultimately said nothing and withdrew his gaze...
Then, a few more people entered the stage one after another. As expected, the final winners were as anticipated, with no surprises...
After the two stepped down, Lin Li continued to call out, "Number nine!"
Mu Ruyue raised an eyebrow, glanced at the token in her hand, and said with a smile, "It’s finally my turn..."
With those words, her white robe swept through the sky and landed on the arena.
Opposing her was a young man with a rather sharp and arrogant appearance, looking condescendingly at Mu Ruyue, "So you are Mu Ruyue? An interdiate Innate Martial Artist? Although you’re one level below , your talent is passable. However, to deal with you, I only need one move."
As he said this, the young man raised a finger, waved it in front of Mu Ruyue, and smirked disdainfully.
Mu Ruyue yawned, coldly staring at the young man’s sharp face, and said with a raised lip, "Are you done talking? If you’re done, shouldn’t we start? I don’t have the patience to wait for you..."
At this mont, everyone’s attention was focused on the two, yet unsurprisingly, no one thought Mu Ruyue could win the duel...
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