Looking at this astonishing scene, the referee watching on the side was briefly stunned. Soon after, the audience in the audience realized what had happened and exclaimed in amazement.

“Amazing.”

"This talent is truly rare..."

"It was so fast, it was over before I could even react."

"That old guy is really good. He was taken down so easily by a girl."

Various discussions were heard from the crowd below, and for a moment the factions on the surrounding square towers also noticed the girl.

"Interesting."

"It seems like another good seedling has emerged."

"Let's send someone to contact him next."

....

As the others were discussing this, the old man in front of Loran Hill on the stage felt a little embarrassed. His face flushed, and he picked up his scabbard to block the sword.

"Let's do it again. I was a little careless just now."

"Yeah." Loran Hill did not argue, took a few steps back and stood still again.

This time, the old man held the long sword in his palm, bent his body slightly, and looked at the figure in front of him with focused eyes.

Although his current strength is not as strong as before, he was also a Sequence 6 expert before the changes in the world, so he still has vision.

The girl slowly raised her sword again, as if for demonstration, and she did not change her moves, but remained the same as before.

Looking at the slowly rising sword, the old man's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand was pulled out like a silver thread, cutting through the cold air and slashing towards the figure opposite.

clang--

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out in the air, followed by a long tremor, and countless tiny water droplets scattered on the blade. Then, the long sword fell from the air and pierced into the wooden platform.

The iron sword fell lightly in front of the old man like an extension of his arm, pointing directly at his neck, just like a replica of the scene just now.

There was another burst of exclamation and cheers from the audience.

"This person's talent is probably beyond measure..."

"Wow, it looks like this election is going to produce a big shot."

Amidst the noise all around, the host on the stage also announced loudly.

"Jia Lan, advance."

The girl in the blue feather dress stood quietly in the drizzle, her appearance under the veil was dreamy and charming.