"How do you think this match will turn out?"
"That Zi Zhen defeated An Tianyi with a single blow, but I reckon Princess Mo, ranked second on the Ancient Rankings, can do that too."
"Princess Mo is of the Holy Blood Clan, a rare bloodline among imperial Ghost Gods, even stronger than the Gemini Clan. And she is just the ancestor of the Purple Blood Clan... They are both Ghost Gods, but the Holy Blood Clan's Ten-Palace Eyes restrain the Purple Blood Clan's Nine-Palace Eyes!"
"Then this battle-maniac disciple is completely countered! And her realm should still only be first-stage Destiny."
"Most likely!"
"We of Xueting naturally support Princess Mo as the primary wife!"
"It's fine for Princess Mo to suppress An Ning with her status, but it remains to be seen whether she can take down a peer from the Purple Blood Clan through sheer martial might..."
No kidding, once these factors were stacked, the hype and public discourse for this round-of-sixteen match were no worse than Li Tianming's duel against Yan Huachen!
Just now, it was a battle to "vie for" Princess Mo.
Now, it was a battle to "vie for" Li Tianming!
On the banquet stage!
Princess Mo lightly raised her slender brows, looking at the tranquil, deep, and slightly hollow-eyed eerie young girl before her, who seemed to have crawled out of the depths of the hellish Reincarnation Abyss.
"She looks quite ill-omened."
This was Princess Mo's assessment of this "love rival." Whether she was good-looking was beside the point; either way, she felt she brought bad luck.
With her slender waist, long dress, and flying long hair, her platinum-gold holy light surging in her eyes, she listened to the discussions and gossip as her own desire for battle surged as well!
"In Xueting, the Purple