Muyan lifts her hand up and curls her jade-white forefinger inward, āThen come, I accept the invitation!ā
It is like the movement to call a dog to come over. It can be said to be an extremely provocative gesture. It also attaches completely no importance to Yan Lie.
Yan Lie is finally enraged at this moment.
He bellows, and shoots himself up in the air. As he comes down, he uses the railings as a footboard and soars toward Muyan like an eagle.
āOh no, this girl is dead!ā
āCommander Yanās Internal Force has a really formidable pressure!ā
However, since the beginning, Muyan has been lazily leaning on the railing all along, completely disinclined to move away from her position.
Only when Yan Lie has landed on the second railings and he springs toward her, did her fingers softly pluck on the zither strings.
The wonderful zither sounds, accompanied by fierce energy blades, whistle towards Yan Lie.
A muffled groan spills out from Yan Lieās mouth.
Immediately afterwards, ribbons of red marks appear on his thighs and his arms, blood bursts out.
Yan Lie cuts a sorry figure as he drops from the air and falls back down on the arena.
The whole audience goes silent for a moment and all eyes fall on the Tian Mo Qin in Muyanās hands.
āThis⦠this is a sound blade attack? Could this girl be someone from FanYin Hall?ā
āStop joking around. Although the FanYin Hall is the only sect that uses the sound blade attacks, itās merely an unremarkable little sect. How could they have obtained such an unbelievable draught, and how could their people hurt Commander Yan Lie?!ā
āI⦠did I see an illusion just now? The Internal Force from those sound blade attacks were so powerful, that I even feel that itās stronger than Commander Yan Lieās.ā
āCan you see through that womanās cultivation for us? Iām on early Earth Stage and I couldnāt see it at all.ā
āIām a late Earth Stage and I canāt see it either.ā
āI⦠Iām a mid-rank Heaven Stage, this old one, I canāt see it at all!!ā
On the spectatorās grandstand of the Beast Fighting Colosseum, all the martial practitioners are looking at each other in dismay. The way theyāre looking at Muyan is no longer that of shock, but that of amazed horror.
A girl unleashes a sound blade attack, and the Mysterious Energy infused with it is stronger than Yan Lieās.
Even a mid-rank Heaven Stage practitioner canāt see through her cultivation. This⦠what does this mean?!
āDonāt tell me that this woman is actually the same peak Heaven Stage as Yan Lie?!!ā someone couldnāt help but cry out in fear.
However, another one immediately retorts, āHow is this possible? Looking at the girlās body shape and listening to her voice, she is clearly way younger than Gong Qianxue. If she is at the peak of Heaven Stage, then how to regard Gong Qianxue, the number one genius of Yanwu Continent?ā
The crowdās eyes inadvertently sneak a peek at Gong Qianxue standing outside Private Room Seven.
Countless eyes are directed at her, making Gong Qianxue almost crush her silver teeth.
Just how much had her vanity enjoyed the the countless peopleās attention just a moment ago; and now that thereās too much disgust and disdain, sheās wishing that she could immediately disappear from here. Wishing that the woman in white that made her lose face, that she could dismember that womanās body in thousands of pieces.
Below, Yan Lie could also hear everyoneās comments.
He could endure his own injuries and humiliation, but he could not endure it when Gong Qianxueās reputation is tarnished.
With a strong killing intent, he resolutely glares toward Muyan. Through gritted teeth, Yan Lie says: āCan you only use sound blades to strike, this evil spiritās trick that shamelessly sneaks to attack from a higher ground? Come down if you have the ability, and fight me one-on-one!ā
Muyan still looks as indifferent as before. A hand trails down her chin and she chuckles, āThereās something that I find a little strange. If I remember correctly, the person who wants to buy this beast-slave is Gong Qianxue, and not Commander Yan, correct? ā