Meanwhile, Yunyin stood atop the snow-capped mountain, taking in the entire battle below. Seeing Sikong Xiu display such formidable strength, he raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"It really is Sikong Xiu from the Illusionary Dream Sect. He's a bit troublesome. However, with such a powerful figure by his side, it's no wonder he's so composed."
Thinking of this, Yun Yin turned his gaze to Qin Luo again, pondering to himself:
"Whether he is truly fearless or just putting on an act, let's wait and see. Judging by the time, those 'important' people should be making their appearance soon. I want to see if Sikong Xiu can stop them all."
On the battlefield, since summoning the Soul-Swept Butterfly, Sikong Xiu, relying on this powerful natal spirit pet, unleashed a barrage of sharp butterfly blades that were difficult for the others to withstand, and the situation reached a stalemate once again. On the icy plain, spiritual energy overflowed, and the shouts of battle gradually subsided, leaving only the heavy breathing of the crowd.
Just when Sikong Xiu thought the situation had stabilized, her expression suddenly turned serious, and her beautiful eyes abruptly turned to the horizon.
Five figures appeared rapidly on the horizon like shooting stars, four men and one woman, exuding a powerful and oppressive aura.
Clearly, these people were no weaker than her in terms of cultivation level. In fact, the fat man among them had a spiritual energy fluctuation that subtly surpassed hers, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.
Upon seeing these five people, the crowd erupted in a frenzy, with exclamations echoing across the icy plains.
"Isn't that Zhao Feng, the 'Swift Wind Sword Shadow' from Xingyao Academy! I've heard that his Swift Wind Sword Technique is unparalleled in Xingyao Academy, and his strength is extraordinary!"
"And that woman in black robes over there is Ye Mei from Yue Lan Academy. Her spiritual power is unpredictable and mysterious. I don't know how many teams have fallen to her."
"The man beside her is no less impressive; he is Wang Meng from the Giant Spirit Academy. It is said that he possesses superhuman strength and incredibly powerful spiritual energy. In terms of the depth of his spiritual energy alone, he is second to none in this competition among academies."
"As for the other two, judging from their attire, they must be from one of the three teams from the Green Wood Sect. It is said that the three teams sent by the Green Wood Sect this year are all the best in the sect, presumably to avenge the loss of first place to the Holy Spirit Sect last year."
"Judging from this situation, it seems Sikong Xiu has met her match..."
Everyone chimed in, analyzing the origins and strengths of these five individuals in detail.
Unfortunately, Qin Luo's attention wasn't focused on this area right now; otherwise, he might have thought of these two 'acquaintances' when he saw the two people at the green wooden door.
These two were the same two people who competed with him for a place at Wanxuan Academy when Liu Yu went there.
The chubby boy Liu Pengtao, and the man in blue robes beside him, Liu Qingtian, who had secretly admired Xia Zihan.
Although Qin Luo wasn't paying attention to this side, Liu Qingtian recognized Qin Luo at a glance, even though he was far away.
His pupils contracted instantly, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes, but more so a stirring of memories from the past.
The moment he saw Qin Luo, he couldn't help but think of Xia Zihan. Over the past two years, Xia Zihan's image had not faded from his heart; on the contrary, it had become increasingly clear in his mind as time went by. Her breathtaking face would occasionally resurface, making it difficult for him to let go.
Then, looking at Sikong Xiu who was blocking the crowd for Qin Luo, his jealousy burned fiercely. In his eyes, Qin Luo already had such a stunning partner as Xia Zihan, so why was he still so unfaithful and flirting with other women?
Although Sikong Xiu's appearance was far less stunning than Xia Zihan's, her captivating aura, like a chestnut, still managed to draw the attention of most people in a crowd.
Moreover, if you compare her to Xia Zihan in every aspect, even though she is inferior in many ways, there is still one area where she can gain the upper hand by virtue of a slight advantage...
This thought brought Liu Qingtian's sense of imbalance to its peak, and jealousy kept gnawing at his heart.
However, Liu Qingtian reconsidered. Perhaps once Xia Zihan saw through Qin Luo's hypocrisy, she would be greatly disappointed in him. At that time, he might still have a chance.
He was keeping a close eye on the top-ranked Linghuang Sect, and naturally knew that Xia Zihan was in that team. If he performed well in this academy competition, he might be able to attract Xia Zihan's attention.
Thinking of this, a flicker of excitement, like embers rekindled, flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a mocking smile.
Nian Zhi took a step forward, his gaze first fixed on Sikong Xiu and then shifting to Qin Luo in the distance, and said mockingly:
"What a shameless act of collusion! Do you really think this Xuanbing Domain is your private playground for romance?"
Sikong Xiu was unjustly slandered and bluntly accused of having an affair with Qin Luo. Her anger surged to its peak, and she trembled with rage.
If she could tear Qin Luo apart to vent her anger, she would definitely be the first one to rush over among everyone present!
With her teeth clenched, Sikong Xiu let out a delicate shout. Sensing her master's overwhelming rage, the Soul-Shattering Butterfly unleashed an even more powerful river of light, its butterfly blades raining down upon the five people before it.
The air on the icy plain was torn apart by this fierce attack, emitting a sharp whistling sound. People around changed color and retreated rapidly, fearing that they would be affected by the attack.
To this, the chubby boy Liu Pengtao had already slipped away to the side, chuckling nonchalantly with a mocking smile on his face:
"You have to take responsibility for your own words. I don't want to clean up your mess. Besides, Dad has taught me not to hit women."
As he spoke, he found a safe spot to stand and watched the falling butterfly blade with great interest.
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