At the side of the competition arena, Lan Xinyu and the other four Lan manor disciples stood, full of vigor and confidence. For the past few decades, the Lan family had never lost to the Fang family – there would be no exceptions this time too.
The five Fang family disciples who were participating in the battle stood on the other side, glaring at their opponents contemptuously.
Ling Chuxi looked at the Fang family disciples and frowned slightly. Those people were surprisingly hard to read. After being promoted to the Great Fulfilment, as long as it was below Battle Qi Level-9, she more or less could tell what someone else’s cultivation was. However, this bunch made it hard to gauge how strong they were.
Didn’t they say that there were no talented people from the Fang family for a while? What was going on now?
Could it be that they also had the cultivation of the Great Fulfilment? Ling Chuxi immediately rejected the idea. Heavenly lightning striking the body was no joke and the Great Fulfilment was not a walk in the park either. If it was so easy to endure, putting aside the Fang family, how many people from the whole of Nan Xia Country could really be at the Great Fulfilment at this age? These people must have used some kind of special method to conceal the aura on their bodies.
From the observation platform, Master Lan was silent as he had also noticed this oddity.
As for the Fang family head, he was calmly drinking tea. He glanced at Master Lan briefly before turning away with a satisfied smirk.
Seeing that it was almost time, the dean of the White Stone Academy stood up. After reading out the rules, he announced the start of the competition.
A thin, young man from the Fang family walked into the fighting ring. He was Fang Yuanqiu – the one known to be a waste who was now rumored to have reached Battle Qi Level-9.
A young man from the Lan family also entered the fighting ring, and Ling Chuxi studied him briefly. Just as Lan Xinyu had said, a few disciples of the Lan family were already at Battle Qi Level-7 and one of them had even stepped into Level-8.
That was what it meant to be one of the ancient families of Nan Xia Country. The Lan Family’s background was by no means comparable to those of ordinary families.
A drum sounded and the match began. Below the stage, cheers erupted like thunder – clearly for the Lan family.
However, the cheers only lasted a few moments and suddenly stopped, causing the whole competition arena to fall into silence.
In one move, the Lan family disciple had been sent out of the fighting ring. The only thing left on the ground was a trail of fresh blood.
Fang Yuanqiu’s move had been so fast that nobody had seen it clearly. All they saw was a chilling light flash in the arena, and in the next second, the Lan family’s disciple was slashed off the stage.
Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen exchanged glances and saw the doubt in each other’s eyes. Out of all the people who were present, only the two of them had seen the move. It had started out at Battle Qi Level-8, but suddenly changed into Level-9. How did he render the Lan family disciple completely helpless against the attack?
Even E Shulan’s Heart Refining Mantra, which was a secret inheritance of the Deity Temple, could only make the Battle Qi Level-8 more concentrated – it could not break through the limits of the bottle neck. As for Fang Yuanqiu, he was actually able to break through the limits of Battle Qi Level-8 to reach the power of Level-9. How was this possible?
The two of them focused on the fighting ring, doubt plaguing their minds.
From the observation platform, Master Lan’s expression appeared unchanged, but his heart sank. He could not determine Fang Yuanqiu’s true cultivation level, but that Lan family disciple whose cultivation was at Battle Qi Level-7 was not even able to withstand a single blow. Unfortunately, the news he had obtained beforehand was clearly the truth.