"It looks a bit like the crescent moon of Yun Jianyue, the leader of the Demonic Sect," Guan Chouhai mused.
"It does look somewhat similar, especially the murderous aura on it," Wan Tongtian said, frowning. Clearly, the intense murderous aura on it made people feel uneasy.
...
The others were talking, but Wang Wuxie seemed lost in thought and didn't interrupt.
Hearing them mention her name, Yun Jianyue frowned slightly, but she wasn't too worried. Qiu Honglei had never used this knife in the martial arts world before, so she wasn't afraid they would see through her disguise.
Suddenly, Zu'an's voice rang out: "This is far inferior to the Crescent Moon of the Cloud Cult Leader."
Yun Jianyue raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a half-smile.
“Oh, I heard that Lord Zu and Master Yun fought each other in their early years, so he must have had a deep experience.” Wang Wuxie looked at Zu An. As the Imperial Preceptor, he naturally knew more about court affairs than other fellow cultivators who were focused on cultivation. Zu An’s reputation soared after the battle in the palace, and he rose rapidly in the Eastern Palace.
However, seeing that he had no energy fluctuations, I assumed that he had been seriously injured by the demon race and lost his cultivation. Who knew that he was even more powerful than the legends said.
The other sect leaders all looked at Zu An, surprised that this kid had actually fought with Yun Jianyue.
"The exchange was indeed very deep..." A hint of nostalgia seemed to appear on Zu'an's face.
Yun Jianyue blushed. What was this brat thinking?
Yan Xuehen stared at him in confusion, feeling that his words sounded a bit strange.
"That female demon is known for killing without blinking an eye. It's truly remarkable that Lord Zu was able to survive her," Li Changsheng of Baiyujing remarked.
Yun Jianyue narrowed her eyes. "Are all the people from Baiyujing here to oppose me? I'll go to Baiyujing another day and show you what it means to kill without blinking an eye."
Wan Tongtian laughed and said, "Having witnessed Lord Zu's prowess before, it's not surprising that he was able to escape unscathed from that female demon."
He had a good impression of Zuan because the other party had helped him before.
"She-devil?" Yun Jianyue's eyes were somewhat dangerous, but since the other party was praising Zu An again, she smiled slightly and couldn't bring herself to get angry.
“Actually, she’s not as scary as you all describe. She may seem stern and fierce on the surface, but she’s actually very soft-hearted.” Zu’an defended her, feeling uncomfortable hearing these people speak ill of Sister Yun.
Yan Xuehen glanced at him, then shifted her gaze to the other side.
It's not surprising that he said that, since we went through thick and thin together.
However, the others thought differently, and their expressions changed as they said, "Lord Zu, please be careful with your words. This kind of female demon kills without blinking an eye. She is a wanted criminal by the imperial court. Remember not to associate with her."
Wan Tongtian, who had good intentions towards him, earnestly advised, "Yes, Lord Zu, those demonesses are best at deceiving people. Don't be fooled by their disguise."
Zuan frowned, but ultimately said nothing more.
His past experience mingling on online forums taught him how difficult it was to persuade someone. These people were already prejudiced and irreconcilably opposed to the Demonic Sect, so there was no point in him saying anything.
However, Yun Jianyue was overjoyed, thinking to herself that this lad was indeed loyal and righteous, and that her disciple had not misjudged him.
At this moment, the situation on the field had changed. As Qiu Honglei drew her curved blade, not only the blade but also her entire body began to appear as a double image.
Wu Xiaofan was startled. What kind of skill was this? Which one was her true form?
Qiu Honglei swung her sword, and the entire arena began to explode along a straight line. Wu Xiaofan dared not take the blow head-on and hurriedly dodged.
Almost instantly, a large crack appeared in the ground where he had just been standing.
The entire arena was almost split in two.
On one hand, Feng Wuchang felt heartbroken at how much money this cost, and on the other hand, he worried about Wu Xiaofan. The knife in the other party's hand was so powerful that it was at least a Heaven-rank divine weapon. Could he withstand it?
Seeing Wu Xiaofan struggling to dodge on the stage, the disciples from various sects immediately erupted in chaos.
Although he was injured, the Green Scale Armor protected him to some extent, which leveled the gap. Yet he was still being suppressed. Peng Wuyan is just too strong.
On Lihentian's side, Zhao Xiaodie frowned and couldn't help but ask Zhiyin beside her, "Senior Brother, Grandmasters can predict the future with their divine souls. Shouldn't those below Grandmaster be crushed when facing each other? Why is the situation reversed now?"
He sneered, "Do you still believe that Peng Wuyan is a mid-level ninth-rank cultivator?"
Zhao Xiaodie was taken aback: "But the stone test showed..."
He shook his head and said, "It's obvious that she used some skill to suppress her cultivation level, probably to catch us off guard."
The thought of being eliminated early made him even more upset.
To avoid being looked down upon by his beautiful junior sister, he added, "Actually, the Grandmaster's overwhelming power over those in lower realms only applies to ordinary ninth-rank cultivators. For us, the chief disciples of various sects, we have special methods to weaken the Grandmaster's advantage in spirit. I believe the others should also have this ability."
"Senior brother is truly amazing!" Zhao Xiaodie was genuinely impressed. As someone who was also in Lihentian, she knew just how strong they were. These people were the pride of heaven, having encountered many extraordinary events since childhood, which gave them the ability to challenge opponents of higher levels. Others wouldn't even be able to dream of it.
Forced into a corner, Wu Xiaofan could only urge the stick in his hand to grow larger, so that every time he swung the stick, it was like a mountain pressing down on him.
He knew that if he continued like this, he would be exhausted too quickly and would not be able to hold on due to his injuries, but he dared not hesitate. His opponent had already reached the peak of his momentum after several slashes. If he did not fight in his strongest state, he even suspected that he would be cleaved in two by his opponent.
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