Mo Qing, the number one genius of the younger generation of the Jade Pot Sect, ascended to the Inner Sect with a first-place finish in the first Outer Sect competition after entering the Outer Sect.
A year after joining the Inner Sect, she even dominated the Spiritual Chick Battle List, powerfully defeating Yue Qi, the previous number one, and climbing to the top as the number one of the younger generation in the Jade Pot Sect.
Liu Hanyi, the direct disciple of Jia Yi, the Sect Leader of the Luoyi Sect, was a mystery to outsiders, but many cultivators were still aware that her ridian Qi Cultivation was definitely not much inferior to Mo Qing’s.
There are already fewer female geniuses than male ones, and surprisingly, the number one geniuses from two of the three major sects happen to be won. So ddlers have directly dubbed Mo Qing and Liu Hanyi as the two pearls of the Xuanyue Empire, their brilliance complenting each other, shining in all directions.
At this mont, as Mo Qing glanced over, she caught Liu Hanyi’s gaze directed her way. However, just as she thought Liu Hanyi was looking at her, she didn’t expect that gaze to be fixed on soone next to her.
Liu Hanyi didn’t care at all about the ddlers of the Xuanyue Empire comparing her to Mo Qing. Right now, her attention was indeed on Yun Xiao.
Originally, Liu Hanyi had wanted to use the power of the Luoyi Sect to rescue Yun Xiao from Baiyue City in the Imperial City. Unexpectedly, on a whim, Yun Xiao had revealed the Imperial List, taking on the task of treating the illness of the Second Prince, Xuan Jing.
At that ti, Liu Hanyi did not believe Yun Xiao could succeed until she later heard the news and realized that she had underestimated this fellow who was only at the ridian Rushing Realm.
Since Yun Xiao was able to cure Xuan Jing’s illness, Liu Hanyi couldn’t help but feel a bit more confident about him. After much persuasion, she finally convinced her teacher to bring her to the Jade Pot Sect.
Now that she was reunited with Yun Xiao, Liu Hanyi suddenly found that he seed a bit different from when he was in the royal palace, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what the difference was.
Yun Xiao, of course, noticed Liu Hanyi’s gaze and after nodding in her direction, turned to say, "Senior Sister Mo Qing, it’s your turn to go on stage!"
Although he missed the first few matches yesterday, Ling Wan had told him about the process along the way, so Yun Xiao knew that Mo Qing drew the number one pick and was naturally the first to go on stage today.
However, after Yun Xiao spoke, Mo Qing didn’t move but rather asked with implications, "You know Liu Hanyi? What is your relationship with her?"
Perhaps even Mo Qing didn’t know why she asked such a question, but she felt a bit strange about Liu Hanyi’s gaze from before and inexplicably asked.
Yun Xiao didn’t hide anything and responded, "I have had an acquaintance with her and her teacher in the royal family. Coincidentally, Senior Sister Hanyi, like you, is born with a special constitution, so I promised to diagnose and treat her when I have ti."
"Senior Sister Hanyi, you speak quite intimately, she is not a disciple of our Jade Pot Sect!"
Hearing this, Mo Qing felt even more irritable, especially when she heard Yun Xiao’s address, and the fact that she had a special constitution just like her own. She felt like the subtle connection between her and Yun Xiao was being shared by soone else.
"If not Senior Sister, then what? Sister?"
The simple-minded Ling Wan, who was nearby, couldn’t grasp the situation. He didn’t understand these unusual thoughts of won, and after he said this, Mo Qing couldn’t help but spit in disdain.
"You do whatever!"
With a cold voice, Mo Qing said nothing more, but the aura emanating from her body made Yun Xiao and Ling Wan exchange glances, silently mourning for Mo Qing’s opponent today.
On the stage, a young man in a green robe was already standing. This person ca from a notable background, a top genius from the Poison Vein lineage, ranked sixth on the Spiritual Chick List.
However, his face didn’t look too good at the mont. Although he had easily defeated his opponent yesterday, the girl in black slowly approaching the stage was clearly putting great pressure on him.
Thinking of certain things, the man did not imdiately admit defeat. He knew that Mo Qing was a disciple of the dical Pulse lineage, and even if defeated, she would not be too heavily injured, which was evident from yesterday’s match.
But he was unaware of what had just happened below the stage, so his end was destined to be tragic. In just a few exchanges, Mo Qing had broken both of his arms, causing him to scream in agony.
Even the many Inner and Outer Sect disciples below the stage, as well as the several Great Elders of the dical Pulse lineage, were stunned. This behavior was sowhat inconsistent with Mo Qing’s usual character.
Even though Mo Qing always seed cold, as a talented girl of the dical Pulse lineage, she still had a compassionate heart. In past arena battles, she would never be so rciless.
"Big Brother Yun Xiao, do you think that brother suffered collateral damage because of you?"
Beneath the arena, Ling Wan pondered and asked a question that made Yun Xiao’s face turn sowhat awkward, but in his heart, he seed to have this faint feeling too.
"Nonsense. He overestimated himself; what does that have to do with ?"
Yun Xiao touched his nose, never admitting it, but in his heart, he grew a bit more wary of Mo Qing, secretly thinking how won’s hearts are indeed as hard to fathom as the bottom of the sea; you never know when you might provoke them and end up in an inescapable predicant.
After breaking the man’s arms, Mo Qing walked down the steps without looking back, her gaze sweeping over Liu Hanyi in the north before returning to Yun Xiao and Ling Wan’s side.
For so reason, seeing this girl who still exuded a slight chill approaching, both Yun Xiao and Ling Wan couldn’t help but step aside as if afraid of being implicated by her anger.
The loser is destined to go unnoticed, and as the genius with broken arms staggered down from the arena, people’s attention was drawn to the next fight, which ended even faster than the first. The genius ranked fifth on the Spiritual Chick List rely lasted two moves before Yue Qi sent him flying out of the arena, spitting blood.
Judging by his injuries, he was in a much worse state than the man who had just broken his arms. No matter how foul Mo Qing felt, she ultimately is a dical Pulse Master and showed rcy at the last mont.
However, Yue Qi did not possess such compassion. Since his opponent did not actively surrender, he had chosen a path that could lead to death. Yue Qi’s last strike was with full force; the fact that the man still clung to life was evidence of his impressive cultivation.
As for the results of the first two fights in the upper bracket, the crowd had speculated in advance. As expected, Mo Qing and Yue Qi, rated first and second on the Spiritual Chick List, were set to et in the next round. One of them would inevitably be eliminated from the final competition.
Of course, everyone knew that regardless of which one got eliminated, they would still secure the third place, which is the qualification to participate in the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference.
But as a top-tier genius, who would willingly give up the top position on the Spiritual Chick List? The battle tomorrow was sure to be fierce, like dragons and tigers clashing. Thinking of this, many were filled with great anticipation.
However, the second round of the Spiritual Chick Battle List for the day wasn’t over yet. The next fight also attracted much attention, especially from Yun Xiao and Mo Qing.
"Big brother Yun Xiao, I’m going!"
After calling out to Yun Xiao beside him, Ling Wan’s round figure scrambled up the steps and soon stood at the center of the main arena, facing a man in green clothes.
"Ling Wan, although your physique is special, you stand no chance against your senior brother. I advise you to admit defeat early," said Bi Luo, the second senior brother from the Poison Vein, eyeing the pudgy youngster not far away, his eyes gleaming. It seed he didn’t want to waste too much of his energy.
After all, if he wins this fight, his opponent the next day would likely be Xue Gong, ranked third on the Spiritual Chick List, one place higher than him. Any mistake could ruin all his efforts.
"Senior brother Bi Luo, please advise!"
Ling Wan ignored Bi Luo’s threatening words, greeted him respectfully with a bow, and this act undeniably infuriated Bi Luo.
"You ungrateful wretch, then don’t bla for being unkind!"
Bi Luo shouted coldly, his aura of the Peak of ridian Rushing Realm bursting forth, giving Ling Wan a sense of oppression, which only eased considerably after he summoned his Mixed Elent Qi.
The battle on stage quickly comnced. With the uniqueness of Mixed Elent Qi, Ling Wan held his ground for the first ten moves, even seemingly gaining the upper hand unexpectedly.
But after ten moves, Bi Luo fought more proficiently, and Ling Wan’s repetitive few offensive techniques were already well-anticipated by him.
"It looks like Ling Wan is going to lose!"
Beneath the stage, a glint of light flashed in Yun Xiao’s eyes as he spoke softly, filled with a tinge of regret. After all, Ling Wan was his close brother; naturally, he did not wish to see him defeated, especially by Bi Luo’s hands.
"Our senior brother Bi Luo seems to have more strength than he’s showing!"
Mo Qing also watched the battle on the stage intently, and when she saw Bi Luo’s effortless movents, smooth as flowing clouds and streaming water, she remarked pointedly.
Yun Xiao said nothing more, as on the stage, Ling Wan had reached a critical mont. A single misstep could lead to a dire outco.
Bang!
In a split second, Bi Luo finally seized an opportunity, kicking Ling Wan, sending him flying away. Judging by the force and trajectory of the kick, it was likely he’d fall outside the arena, which ant his true defeat.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
However, at that mont, a flash of green light appeared in Bi Luo’s eyes, followed by three streaks of green light shooting out from his hand, striking Ling Wan’s retreating figure with lightning speed.
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