The Silver-Eyed Maiden and the White-Haired Youth exchanged a glance, then agreed.
After that, the three of them each displayed their divine abilities and began their sparring match.
The final result left the two of them dumbstruck. Though they had known Lin Xuan's strength was no small matter, far beyond what ordinary cultivators could compare to, they had never dreamed he would be this ferocious.
Cultivating both body and magic, Lin Xuan effortlessly displayed several inconceivable divine abilities and used a few treasures of unimaginable power, easily defeating the two Spirit Division Stage mighty figures.
In a contest of spells and skill, losing to a latecomer of the younger generation should, by all rights, have been deeply humiliating. Yet the Silver-Eyed Maiden and the youth surnamed Long were both shocked and delighted.
All words were pale and powerless; only by personally experiencing Lin Xuan's strength could they have confidence.
Strong—he was simply too strong!
Although they had never exchanged blows with Old Monster Tianjue, and the other party's reputation was indeed resounding to the extreme, they figured it was no more than this.
After all, in the sparring just now, the two of them had joined hands, yet they still had not had the slightest strength to strike back and had been defeated with extraordinary ease. Moreover, Lin Xuan's performance had clearly been as effortless as lifting something heavy as though it were light. In other words, if they had not misjudged, Junior Brother Lin had not used his true strength at all; he had merely waved his hand at random.
Although they did not dare conclude from this that Lin Xuan would definitely surpass that Old Monster Tianjue, at the very least, it was worth a gamble.
The two of them became noticeably more respectful toward Lin Xuan.
"Junior