Mo Wushang's expression didn't look too good. He had just mocked Ling Xiao for losing to Jian Wuji, but now the tables had turned.
Facing Ling Xiao, his demonic eye had been wrong more than once. It was as though he was slapping himself in the face.
"Bai Qianjiao, your eyes are indeed sharp. You can actually see through Ling Xiao's strength!"
Mo Wushang looked at Bai Qianjiao and said.
Bai Qianjiao shook her head and said, "See through him? That's impossible. He's too scary. He's so low-key that even I feel scared. Other than the Holy Son, I've never felt this kind of fear from anyone else. "
"Isn't that too exaggerated?"
Mo Wushang said unhappily.
Bai Qianjiao ignored Mo Wushang's words. She was completely focused on Ling Xiao.
Although she had heard of this person before, she had never paid attention to him. She didn't know what kind of person he was.
Today, she finally understood. Other than the word 'monster', there was no other word that could describe this person.
An unfathomable, unfathomable expert, an unknown strength, this was the most terrifying thing.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the Qin Bixue unsheathed his blood-red saber. His eyes were burning with passion.
He liked the strong. He liked the feeling of exchanging blows with the strong.
Originally, he looked down on Ling Xiao and didn't think much of Ling Xiao. But now, he was so excited that he wanted to fight Ling Xiao.
"Baby, don't worry. When the finals come, I'll let you drink a mouthful of that kid's blood."
The Qin Bixue stroked his treasured saber with a ferocious look on his face. "How dare you defeat the Sixth Young Master of the Sacred Dynasty before me? You've already offended me."
Some people had weird tempers. Ling Xiao didn't have any grudges against the Qin Bixue, but because he defeated Jian Wuji, the Qin Bixue hated him so much.
Many people noticed the situation at the Qin Bixue and were shocked.
It was said that Qin Bixue was the closest person to the Holy Son, Hime Myung-kō. Now, even Qin Bixue was paying attention to Ling Xiao. This was enough to show how terrifying Ling Xiao was.
Feng Yaorao turned her head to look at the Holy Son and found that Hime Myung-kō's eyes were closed as if she didn't care about the outside world.
However, she noticed that the Holy Son's aura was a little chaotic.
The rise of Ling Xiao had brought some pressure to the Holy Son.
"Ling Xiao wins!"
When the judges recovered from their shock, they finally announced the result of the match.
Ling Xiao looked at Jian Wuji lying on the ground being carried away. His heart was still as water in an ancient well.
Although he was a little heavy-handed, it was all because of Jian Wuji's hatred.
Ling Xiao had never lost control like this in the face of so many people before.
When he walked down the stage, Ling Xiao looked at the Qin Bixue with interest.
This person was no doubt a powerhouse second only to the Holy Son.
Even Mo Wushang was inferior to him.
Hong Li of the Aquamarine Shrine was hard to say. After all, she hadn't used her full strength yet.
"Well, I'll treat you as an appetizer before the Holy Son. Let's see how you perform."
Ling Xiao smiled. He believed that he would gain something from this battle with the Qin Bixue.
"Wow, you're not afraid of my murderous aura!"
The Qin Bixue was stunned when he saw Ling Xiao's smile. When he unsheathed his blood saber, his murderous aura was directed at Ling Xiao.
He didn't expect that Ling Xiao wasn't afraid at all.
"Interesting, this is so interesting!"
The Qin Bixue wasn't afraid. Instead, he was even more excited.
When Ling Xiao walked down from the stage, many of the female disciples with extraordinary looks secretly threw flirtatious glances at him. Each and every one of them revealed a rare bashful expression.
Some of them even went to the Yuehua School to ask about Ling Xiao.
But this was normal.
Ling Xiao was handsome and strong, but he was also cold and low-key. He was very mysterious.
This kind of mysterious temperament was actually the most attractive to girls with strong curiosity. Even female warriors were no exception.
The shock caused by Ling Xiao had to pass. The matches still had to go on.
However, the following matches made people feel a little listless.
Time flew. Ling Xiao met another opponent, and this opponent wasn't weak.
He was the swordsman from the Snow Mountain Sect, Li Xuefeng, who was thought to be strong enough to compete with the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty.
After Li Xuefeng went on stage, he said three words.
"I surrender!"
If Li Xuefeng had surrendered before Ling Xiao defeated Jian Wuji, many people would have mocked him and thought that he wasn't confident enough.
But now, no one mocked him.
They even felt that it was normal for him to surrender when facing Ling Xiao.
The judge nodded to show his approval.
With his strength and Jian Wuji's miserable state, no one would be willing to fight with a monster like Ling Xiao if they didn't have absolute confidence in themselves. After all, he was too cruel.
They might as well save their energy for other matches.
Even if Li Xuefeng lost to Ling Xiao, it wouldn't be a problem for him to advance. His strength was among the top in Group Two.
While Group Two's battle was in full swing, Group One finally ushered in a battle between two strong opponents.
"Qin Bixue versus Hong Samadhi!"
This was another battle between the new generation and the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty.
In the previous battle, only Ling Xiao defeated Jian Wuji. The rest of the martial artists lost to the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty.
In this battle, the battle between Qin Bixue and Hong Samadhi attracted a lot of attention.
Because Qin Bixue was considered the strongest in the new generation, followed by Hong Li, Ling Xiao, and then Long Chen.
It was possible for him to defeat Hong Samadhi, so this battle attracted a lot of attention.
At this time, all the spectators in the stands were looking at the stage of Group One.
The two sides of the battle were top young masters. It would be very exciting.
Hong Samadhi, a core disciple of the Abstruse Fire Sect, ranked fifth among the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty. Naturally, he was one of the most popular candidates for the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty.
Qin Bixue, a core disciple of the Blood Blade Sect, ranked top ten in the last Martial Arts Festival. However, he was still young then. Now, his strength was more than ten times stronger than before.
"Who do you think will win this battle?"
Some people in the stands began to discuss.
"I think it will be Hong Samadhi. You know, one Ling Xiao is enough in this world. The Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty are not so easy to defeat. It's too difficult to surpass them."
"Humph, that's not necessarily true. Qin Bixue's strength is beyond your imagination. In the last Martial Arts Festival, he was still very young, but he had already shown amazing talent. In my opinion, he should have a great chance of defeating Hong Samadhi."
"That's true. It's been several years since the last Martial Arts Festival. There must be a big difference. I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder if Qin Bixue can show the same amazing talent as Ling Xiao."
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