The experts from Beast King Palace and Sword King Sect were all dumbfounded, as Ling Xiao’s strength had exceeded their expectations.
When Ying Wu Ya got up from the ground, he was completely stupefied.
Back in Plague Valley, Ling Xiao was just an Outer Disciple of Moon Hua Sect, far inferior to him in strength.
Now, they were both Core Disciples, yet he had lost so decisively.
He even doubted whether he could have lasted till the ninth move if Ling Xiao had been going all out from the start.
Maybe he would have lost in the fifth or sixth move.
Seeing Ling Xiao’s victory, Jian Wuji finally opened his eyes once again, murmuring to himself, "I truly did not expect to encounter such talent in the tri-sect competition, defeating a Half-step Celestial with only thirty percent strength using the Pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer Cultivation Level!"
What defines a prodigy, in Jian Wuji’s mind, is only the Holy Son.
But Ling Xiao’s performance seed to be in no way inferior to that of the Holy Son.
Should I defeat him here today?
Jian Wuji actually felt tempted to do so.
Forget it, defeating him would only make him try harder, it’s better to kill him in secret!
A sinister Slaughter Will flashed through Jian Wuji’s eyes, fleeting yet revealing his belief that Ling Xiao had beco a threat to him.
In his view, if Ling Xiao was not suppressed in ti, this young man could very well beco a second Holy Son, unmanageable to control.
Although his current rivals were the other Five Young Masters of the Holy Dynasty, a rising star like Ling Xiao should not be underestimated either.
After Ling Xiao defeated Ying Wu Ya, the atmosphere in the Sword Pavilion grew even tenser.
One must know that Ying Wu Ya was the second-ranked Core Disciple of Beast King Palace, while Ling Xiao was only a Core Disciple from the Moon Hua Sect.
For the fourth to defeat the second was sowhat unacceptable on its own, not to ntion Ling Xiao’s Cultivation Level was only at the Pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer, which did not match his power at all.
If Ling Xiao could also defeat the Tyrant Sky Tiger, it would an completely stepping over Beast King Palace, and at the very least, Moon Hua Sect’s na could rise to the top two in the East, surely improving their ranking among the Twelve Sects as well.
The face of the Beast King Palace Master was dark with gloom, and he did not speak.
Only yesterday, he had publicly belittled Moon Hua Sect in front of Sword King Sect, and he had not expected retribution to co so quickly.
Now, it seed only Tyrant Sky Tiger could reclaim so face for them at Beast King Palace, otherwise, today would truly be a complete loss of face.
"Tyrant Sky Tiger, the face of our Beast King Palace now rests on you. If you lose, there’s no need for you to co down!"
The Palace Master of Beast King Palace coldly said to Tyrant Sky Tiger.
Although Ying Wu Ya was his most valued disciple, Tyrant Sky Tiger’s Cultivation Level was much higher than Ying Wu Ya’s, and defeating Ling Xiao should not be a problem.
"Wait a mont!"
Just as Tyrant Sky Tiger was about to step forward, Chen ng also stood up.
"Brother Tyrant, you should rest for a while first; the fight between Ling Xiao and has not happened yet."
Ling Xiao smiled slightly. It seed that both of them saw him as an opportunity to crush Moon Hua Sect. Did they really think he was a soft persimmon to be squashed at will?
"There’s no need for such trouble, both of you co at together," he said, looking at Chen ng and Tyrant Sky Tiger with a smile that was not quite a smile.
To be honest, if the two of them ca at him together, he would have to enter his Ancient Golden Dragon Form.
Of course, there was another option—using a Sealed Card.
But since the Sealed Card was a ans of saving his own life, he was reluctant to use it now, and he did not want to reveal his Ancient Golden Dragon Form in front of so many people.
It would be better just to test how much potential he truly had.
A challenging battle is conducive to improvent, after all. If the battle is too easy, then the value of this sparring is diminished.
"Such arrogance!"
"Kid, don’t think you’re anything special just because you beat Ying Wu Ya. In front of us, you’re still nothing!"
Tyrant Sky Tiger and Chen ng both thought they could defeat Ling Xiao, so how could they possibly team up against him? That would be disgraceful even if they won.
Ling Xiao’s words also caused astonishnt among everyone from the three sects.
There are many arrogant people these days, but it was truly the first ti they had seen soone as brazen as him.
An audacious martial artist at the Pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer actually attempting to challenge two with half-step Celestial strength at fifty percent power—this was simply the height of reckless folly.
"How about this, there’s no need for you two to argue. Ling Xiao just fought, let him rest a bit. You two fight each other, whoever wins can battle with Ling Xiao."
Jian Wuji spoke slowly.
"That sounds good."
They both respected and feared Jian Wuji. Naturally, they wouldn’t dare to disobey his words.
"Ling Xiao, go and rest."
Jian Wuji looked at Ling Xiao and spoke indifferently, his tone clearly a command.
Ling Xiao laughed and said, "Thanks for the kind intentions, Brother Jian, but there’s no need. If they won’t co at , then you do it. I don’t care either way, it’s all the sa whom I fight."
"Presumptuous! Are you even worthy to spar with Brother Wu Ji?"
Chen ng fud.
Jian Wuji was not only her senior brother but also the man she secretly admired. She absolutely couldn’t tolerate soone belittling Jian Wuji like this.
She actually leaped into the arena and attacked Ling Xiao.
Seeing this, Tyrant Sky Tiger could only step back; after all, he couldn’t very well join Chen ng in ganging up on Ling Xiao.
This wasn’t a fight to the death, it was just a sparring match.
The Beast King Palace Master said nothing. The situation had developed in a way he hadn’t anticipated, so he could only play it by ear.
After all, as long as Chen ng defeated Ling Xiao, and then Tyrant Sky Tiger defeated Chen ng, it seed like a feasible plan.
Watching Chen ng wielding her twin swords, Ling Xiao stood with hands clasped behind his back, his expression still nonchalant. However, his eyes revealed a strange and eerie light.
Chen ng’s thrusting sword suddenly retracted, and even stepped back several paces, greatly astonished in her heart.
What’s going on?
Why did I retreat?
But what was that feeling just now?
Why did it feel like being watched by the deities of Hell?
Chen ng didn’t understand why she had reacted that way, but she had involuntarily retreated.
To others, it seed as if she was conceding the fight.
"Chen ng, concede imdiately, or you will fall into a plight from which you cannot recover!"
Ye Gu Shan’s phantom appeared behind Ling Xiao; then his pupils turned a terrifying blood red, and his Slaughter Will, accompanied by an astonishing aura, surged towards Chen ng.
"No..."
Chen ng certainly didn’t want to concede.
However, the next mont, she suddenly realized that the people sitting in the Sword Pavilion seed to be releasing a terrifying murderous intent towards her, each with a cold smile on their face, standing up and walking towards her.
This sensation was so real that she couldn’t tell if it was true or false.
"You wh*re, go to hell. I will never like you, never. You will only ever be a burden to !"
Wu Ji’s figure lunged forward, a flash of sword light glead, and Chen ng felt her body beginning to crumble, as if being sliced apart by the sword light.
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