"It’s my turn," Song Yan Ning said with a faint smile, lashing her whip with a seemingly effortless flick that sent a terrifyingly sharp whip light slicing through the air, startling everyone with its ferocity.
Cang Gu’s eyes narrowed slightly. Hastily, he swung his gigantic axe, hoping to block the whip light, but Song Yan Ning’s whip deftly redirected it, sending both of his massive axes flying.
"Cang Gu’s giant axes have flown away."
"It looks like Cang Gu is bound to lose this time."
"That disciple from the Sky Heart Sect is really strong!" The crowd watched the scene in amazement.
Fear and disbelief flickered in Cang Gu’s eyes as he quickly backed away. The fact that Song Yan Ning’s whip light could so easily whisk away his colossal axe made one shudder at the thought of being struck by it.
But as fast as he retreated, the whip light chased him like a shadow, giving him no chance to dodge.
"Snap!" The whip struck Cang Gu, splattering droplets of blood.
Indescribable agony surged through Cang Gu’s body, causing him to tremble with pain. "I... I’ve lost..." He knew he was no match for Song Yan Ning. The whip light not only wounded his body but also caused internal injuries to his organs, and if he continued to fight Song Yan Ning, it might well affect his future cultivation.
Song Yan Ning put away her whip and moved aside to wait for the next challenger.
"Cang Gu lost so quickly."
"That’s really unexpected!" They thought that even if Cang Gu couldn’t defeat Song Yan Ning, he wouldn’t have lost so swiftly.
"Master, I’ll go and fight her," Fang Yijian stood up. His strength surpassed that of Cang Gu, and even though Song Yan Ning could defeat Cang Gu, it did not necessarily mean she could defeat him.
The Mo Feng Sect Master pondered for a moment before nodding, "Go ahead." Yijian currently had the highest score in the field and could likely maintain a top-ranking even without fighting these disciples from the Sky Heart Sect. However, because of the powerful opponents, if Yijian hesitated to challenge now, the hesitance could become a shadow in his mind, detrimental to his moral integrity and cultivation.
Fang Yijian nodded slightly and leaped up, landing on the combat stage the next moment.
"Fang Yijian has taken the stage."
"Who do you think will win this time?"
"Definitely Song Yan Ning. Even Cang Gu couldn’t stand against her whip, and although Fang Yijian is stronger than Cang Gu, the difference is marginal."
"The disciples that the Sky Heart Sect brought out this time, each of them is so formidable that it’s terrifying. I think Song Yan Ning will definitely win."
"I think so too." After what had just happened, the crowd was now leaning towards Song Yan Ning.
"Fang Yijian of the Mo Feng Sect has come to challenge. Junior Sister Song, please enlighten me!" Fang Yijian said with a light smile, giving Song Yan Ning a courteous bow.
"Brother Fang, please," Song Yan Ning replied with a slight smile, returning Fang Yijian’s gesture.
"Then I won’t hold back." As Fang Yijian spoke, he had already brought out his Spiritual Artifact, an iron shovel with some rust on it.
Seeing the rusty iron shovel that Fang Yijian summoned, Song Yan Ning was slightly surprised. The shovel might look ordinary, but she was certain it was a Quasi-Immortal Artifact.
With a wave of his hand, a black aura emanated from the rusty iron shovel. The aura quickly spread, and in no time, it formed a large black net in midair. The black net, oppressive and terrifyingly strong, pressed down towards Song Yan Ning.