As Jun Mochou's sword was less than two or three ters from Ling Xiao's body, a layer of White Bone Armor suddenly appeared on his body, making him look like a demon stepping out of Hell.
But that's not all.
Outside the White Bone Armor, a layer of Crimson Sun Feather Robe emitting scorching light enveloped him completely.
Jun Mochou's sword, upon entering the range of this scorching light, quickly lted.
After all, it's not a Magical Treasure. Although the material is good, it still can't resist Ling Xiao's terrifying Crimson Sun Feather Robe.
However, Jun Mochou seed to have anticipated this.
As his right hand thrust down, a ready short sword suddenly shot out from the sleeve of his left hand.
This Broken Sword was also from the weapon rack, only Jun Mochou had hidden it in his sleeve.
"Ice Thorn!"
The short sword, wrapped in a strange layer of ice, evaded the slting by the high temperature and directly pierced the layer of White Bone Armor.
"Hmm?"
Jun Mochou sensed sothing was wrong with this thrust: "This is not ordinary armor. You're cheating, using Magical Treasures!"
"Magical Treasure? Unexpectedly, the Seven Sons of Zhengyi Sect are so ignorant."
Ling Xiao's icy voice sounded, he was waiting just for this mont.
Jun Mochou had just finished his attack and was extrely close to him at this ti.
Ling Xiao roared, fists directly striking toward Jun Mochou, who was within reach.
Jun Mochou wasn't an ordinary person either; in such a dangerous situation, she still thought of a way to respond.
While her figure retreated violently, one foot stomped on the arena floor.
Then the ground turned into a block of stone slabs blocking Ling Xiao's attack.
However, at this ti, Jun Mochou made a mistake of being too overconfident.
Instead of choosing to retreat by the montum, she drew another sword from the weapon rack and stabbed through the stone slab.
Poof!
The stone slab was like tofu, pierced by the longsword in her hand containing astonishing Primordial Power.
Yet at this ti, she had already lost the best opportunity to dodge.
Ling Xiao's fists blasted forward.
The terrifying six hundredfold Imperial Heaven Earth Power combined with the terrifying might of the Body of Hell.
The stone slabs were smashed into powder, and even the sword in Jun Mochou's hand shattered again.
At this mont, Jun Mochou had no chance.
She made a mistake, destined to be caught by Ling Xiao, and unable to counterattack again.
The terrifying fists heavily struck Jun Mochou's chest. Jun Mochou felt a terrible power throwing her far away.
But the most frustrating thing for her was Ling Xiao, this guy, didn't he know she was a woman?
Out of all places to hit, he chose the one that shouldn't be attacked, making her extrely angry.
Jun Mochou was blasted back dozens of ters, yet she still managed to stop and flipped a few sorsaults in the air, attempting to fight back against Ling Xiao.
This is what makes her strong, sothing Fan Ruolin and Kou Ziling absolutely can't compare to.
Unfortunately, her eyes couldn't find the enemy.
By the ti she reacted, a sword was already across her neck.
Defeated!
Defeated so easily!
Jun Mochou didn't even get to unleash her full strength.
She felt she was beaten very disgracefully.
"I am not convinced!"
Jun Mochou glared at Ling Xiao and shouted.
"This is an arena, if it were Jianghu revenge, there would be no 'convinced or not' because you would already be dead."
Ling Xiao coldly replied, "Concede defeat, or my sword won't spare you."
She felt the terrifying aura emanating from Ling Xiao's icy eyes.
And the painful sensation on her neck where the sword blade had cut through.
Jun Mochou felt extrely suffocated, yet ultimately conceded defeat.
"At the White Tiger Summit, I won't make the sa mistake again."
Jun Mochou felt the longsword at her neck retreat, then stood up straight and said.
"Do you know what mistake you made?"
Ling Xiao retorted.
"Underestimating the enemy!"
Jun Mochou said.
"It wasn't underestimating but being overly confident, which led to consecutive errors in judgnt! You thought my defense was weak; that's your first mistake!
When you had the chance to avoid my killing move, you chose to counterattack; that's the second mistake.
The root of the mistakes was being overly confident, not analyzing your opponent at all."
Ling Xiao shook his head, then continued, "If you didn't ambush but chose to fight head-on, I might not have defeated you so quickly."
Jun Mochou was stunned for a mont when she heard this, although unwilling, she had to admit Ling Xiao was right.
This ti she attempted to bully Ling Xiao because his defense was weak, thus suddenly attacking and falling into the opponent's trap.
In fact, she hadn't even displayed half of her strength.
This was the reason why she felt so frustrated.
"See, third brother, his defense isn't weak. If you act like Jun Mochou, you'll lose even more miserably."
Fan Ruohai glanced at the pale-faced Fan Ruolin and said calmly, "In the Jianghu, new talents erge, the outside world is vast, don't be a frog in a well.
At this White Tiger Summit, go and see the world properly. It doesn't matter if you don't win any place; witnessing the strength of this world will motivate you to cultivate harder."
Fan Ruolin gritted his teeth without speaking.
"Master, none of the arena masters behind are stronger than Jun Mochou. I reckon this Ling Xiao can easily reach the ninety-ninth floor.
The only one who can really stop him is perhaps the Hell Lord."
The Hell Tower administrator seed to speak out to ease the sowhat awkward atmosphere in the VIP room.
"Indeed, to motivate martial artists, the arena masters of Hell Tower generally don't exceed the pinnacle of the Yin-Yang Realm Tenfold, with only the ninety-ninth floor being an exception."
Fan Ruohai nodded, "Let Ling Xiao know, tell him not to continue beyond the ninety-eighth floor. The Hell Lord is too powerful; he is definitely not an opponent."
"Big brother, why help him?"
Fan Ruolin protested.
"He spared your life, shouldn't you return the favor?"
Fan Ruohai glared at Fan Ruolin, although seemingly calm, it scared him into silence.
"Understood, I'll go right now."
The Hell Tower administrator left the VIP room to inform Ling Xiao of this matter.
However, upon returning, he delivered a ssage that left Fan Ruohai both amused and speechless.
"Ling Xiao said he definitely has to go to the hundredth floor, thanking us for our good intentions, but he won't fear any Hell Lord."
"Ah, still so young."
Fan Ruohai shook his head helplessly, sighed, "Wan Shuang, let's go. I wouldn't bear to see a promising talent get slaughtered by the Hell Lord."
He really valued Ling Xiao as a talent.
"Yes, master."
Mu Wan Shuang also stood up and left with Fan Ruohai.
Successfully acquiring the seventieth floor arena master, Ling Xiao not only received a massive reward of Spirit Stones but also obtained a thousand-year-old Crimson Sun Fruit.
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