Chapter 66
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Her foot was still on Xi Xiaoling's thigh as she said regretfully, "You're too slow."
Xi Xiaoling immediately fell forward with a kick, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
The entire audience was silent as they watched this scene. There were two questions in everyone's eyes.
How could Schilling's Shadow be so fast?
How did she teleport behind Xi Xiaoling?
The second elder stood up and stared at the scene in disbelief.
This simple movement was as fast as lightning in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it was as if it was in slow motion. He saw it clearly.
And because he saw it clearly, he was even more shocked.
Schilling's Shadow dodged Xi Xiaoling's attack with shocking speed without using any Dou Qi, and appeared behind Xi Xiaoling like a ghost.
"Is this for real?"
It was unknown when the Third Elder had stood up, but he had restrained his frivolous expression. At this time, he was also exceptionally serious.
In reality, his shock was no less than the second elder's. He thought that he would at most see Schilling's Shadow use both of her hands to make feints without Dou Qi. At that time, she would still be in the limelight, but she would lose to Xi Xiaoling and become his disciple.
Who would have thought that she would have such incredible movement speed?
In terms of pure physical strength, that speed was simply heaven-defying. How did she do it?
Of course, what they couldn't imagine was how hard Schilling's Shadow had trained under this arena.
However, Lan 'er knew. Her eyes widened with shock, but more than that, she was overjoyed.
She didn't suffer in vain! She didn't sweat in vain!
She was proud of her daughter. She was simply too amazing!
Xi Xiaoling stiffly lay on the ground. Her eyes were filled with shock, disbelief, frustration, anger, embarrassment, and deep resentment. She clenched her fists tightly, unable to accept this result.
She was actually kicked to the ground by a piece of trash!
She abruptly turned around, her face filled with hatred. She picked up the sword next to her and charged at Schilling's Shadow with a murderous look on her face.
Schilling's Shadow reacted quickly and dodged two steps, causing Xi Xiaoling's sword to miss again.
It was as if Xi Xiaoling had gone mad. She slashed her sword crazily without any rhyme or reason. It was as if her only goal was to hit her.
The situation changed again. The audience suddenly came back to their senses and saw Schilling's Shadow dodging again and again until he was at the edge of the arena.
As long as he left the arena, he would lose. Everyone was waiting for a good show to happen. "Schilling's Shadow, why don't you hide behind Xiao Ling again …"
"What? What happened just now was just a coincidence. She was lucky and ran away randomly."
"No, Xi Xiaoling deliberately let her win. She won't be so lucky now."
"Xi Xiaoling, don't beat her down so quickly. You should at least make her look like a pig's head. Only then can you avenge that kick, haha …"
Xi Xiaoling's expression was extremely ugly. They were right. She wanted revenge. She wanted revenge for that kick. She pressed forward step by step, the sword in her hand swinging even more fiercely.
Lan 'er watched on nervously. Her heart clenched. She clasped her hands together and whispered to herself, "Please don't let anything happen to Miss Xi. Please don't let anything happen to her …"
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