Gong Luo really wanted to kick Li Yue in the face.
Li Yue’s face was just too annoying.
"Wasn’t Director Li Yue previously trying to recruit Jing Yan, as well?" Gong Luo took a light breath, "Shouldn’t Director Li Yue be more open-minded? Is he holding a grudge just because he was rejected?"
"You..." Li Yue’s eyes widened.
"Besides, the third round of the battle hasn’t started yet; who knows who will win or lose? Although Chi Mao’s strength is considerable, Jing Yan might not necessarily lose!"
"Taking a step back, I indeed see potential in Jing Yan; he just needs so ti to grow." Gong Luo’s gaze turned to the arena.
"Hehehe..." Li Yue’s eyes shifted, his sinister gaze moved past Gong Luo.
"Alright, alright, why must the two directors get so heated?" Soone stepped out to diate.
"Yes, the third round of the battle is about to start, it’s more crucial to see which promising talents are worth recruiting." Another director squinted with a smile.
...
"The elimination round, entering the third round, is very critical for you. Try your best! Strive to defeat your opponents and do everything possible to stay on the battle arena. The third round of the battle begins now!" The voice of Supre Elder Yong Ming also beca enthusiastic.
The battle ignited again.
"You should walk out of the arena yourself." Chi Mao, donned in white, spoke indifferently, the arrogance in his eyes slowly spreading across his face. At the sa ti, his divine power circulated, a pressure started from his body, pressing towards Jing Yan.
Jing Yan chuckled lightly, "Why should I walk out of the arena?"
"Hmm? Don’t you know who I am?" Chi Mao’s sharp tone exuded a chill.
"Who are you? Are you famous? Do I need to know?" Jing Yan’s tone was one of surprise and doubt.
He certainly didn’t know who Chi Mao was, nor did he want to know.
Chi Mao’s face suddenly changed, a grim killing intent condensed in his gaze.
"I’ll count to three, and you will imdiately roll out of the arena, don’t make act, or you will surely regret it." Chi Mao’s low voice commanded.
"So much nonsense." Jing Yan shook his head.
"You’re courting death!" Chi Mao released a wave of anger from his heart, and he made his move.
He couldn’t wait to finish the count, he had to teach this kid who dared to humiliate him a harsh lesson.
In Chi Mao’s hand, a Holy Artifact Longsword appeared, golden sword light flickered and erupted, and with a low shout from his mouth, the longsword slashed towards Jing Yan. The mighty sword light swept out.
Jing Yan stood still, staring at this golden sword light, his expression calm, a faint gleam occasionally flashing in his tranquil gaze.
The martial artist at the two-star Void God Level certainly wasn’t a threat to Jing Yan.
Even before arriving at the God Realm, Jing Yan wasn’t incapable of battling a two-star Void God. Not to ntion, Jing Yan now was already at the level of a Five-star Void God.
As the golden sword light approached Jing Yan, his figure slightly flickered, dodging it narrowly.
Facing a two-star Void God, Jing Yan did not intend to knock them out of the arena with a single move. Because, at this mont, there were certainly many eyes fixed on him. Temporarily hiding so strength would have nurous advantages for the forthcoming battles.
Moreover, this martial artist in white, made Jing Yan particularly uneasy. Perhaps letting the opponent see so hope, then crushing that hope would be the better choice.
"Dodged it?"
"The speed is quite quick." Chi Mao slashed with his sword, surprised when it failed to hit Jing Yan.
However, he didn’t pause, his second sword quickly thrust out. This sword carried a strong binding force, spatial pressure, which could restrict the opponent’s speed. Under this sword, if the opponent wished to dodge again, it was obviously impossible.
Confronting Chi Mao’s second sword, Jing Yan did not dodge; he also took out a Holy Artifact Longsword, the sword body slightly trembled, releasing a sword light.
"Boom!" The sword lights of the two collided fiercely in the space.
Chi Mao’s figure staggered, unable to control himself, he retreated a step.
Imdiately, his expression drastically changed.
"How is this possible?" Chi Mao was extrely shocked, his shock then transford into panic.
Because he sensed that the opponent’s next attack was already approaching.
"How can the attack speed be this fast?" Chi Mao instinctively, propelled by divine power, swung his longsword to block.
This collision caused Chi Mao’s body to retreat several steps again.
He didn’t have ti to ponder, Jing Yan’s attack, one sword after another, left him overwheld. He felt that Jing Yan’s power wasn’t very strong, but the attack speed was too fast, and he could only fend off hastily.
The sword light clashed continuously.
With each clash, Chi Mao would retreat several steps.
"Damn it, how could this be?" Chi Mao had no ti to gather strength.
If he attempted to gather power, Jing Yan’s sword light would inevitably hit him, which would imdiately cost him this round of the battle.
Gradually, Chi Mao’s body had retreated to the edge of the arena. But Chi Mao didn’t realize this.
"You lost." Jing Yan’s voice reached Chi Mao’s ears.
"Lost? How could I lose?" When Chi Mao saw the smile on Jing Yan’s face, he suddenly stepped into empty space, his body lost balance, and he fell out of the arena.
When the martial artist’s body leaves the arena, it will be enveloped by a force from the Mystic Temple of the World, removing them from the Luo Jiu Divine Palace.
Jing Yan watched as Chi Mao disappeared outside the arena, he put away the Holy Artifact Longsword in his hand, squinted his eyes, and smirked lightly.
On the other side, the place where the directors watched the battle.
Truth Departnt Director Li Yue of the First Palace, his eyes were wide open.
"What’s happening?" Li Yue exclaid softly.
He sowhat didn’t understand.
Although he witnessed Chi Mao being knocked out of the arena by Jing Yan, he still couldn’t believe it was real.
Chi Mao, approaching the Three-star Void God level, how could he be knocked out of the arena, and still by a native?
The deacon of the Truth Departnt glanced at Li Yue, then lowered his head; at this ti, he didn’t dare to speak.
At this mont, it wasn’t only Li Yue who was shocked. Many of the surrounding directors, who saw Chi Mao defeated by Jing Yan on the arena, obviously didn’t fully grasp it.
The battle was quite simple, it was just Jing Yan and Chi Mao continuously colliding swords, with Chi Mao consistently retreating, ultimately leaving the arena.
"What’s the matter with you all?" A director who hadn’t seen the battle between Jing Yan and Chi Mao asked a startled question, seeing the expressions of Li Yue and others.
"Chi Mao lost, defeated by Jing Yan." A director breathed in and said.
"What?" The director who hadn’t watched the battle between Jing Yan and Chi Mao inhaled sharply, exclaiming in shock.
"Chi Mao actually lost, a talent from the Heavenly Flower Rankings, defeated by the indigenous Jing Yan." A director shook his head, the tone full of lant.
And Chief Gong Luo of the Qingmu Departnt, however, looked at Jing Yan on the arena with delight.
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