"They're all fellow disciples. There's no need to fight to the death."
Lin Fan spoke.
Li Canghai promptly dropped to one knee. "Yes, Master."
Then.
She made her move.
It looked utterly casual as her fair, delicate palm lightly pressed against the Heaven-Connecting Wood.
In an instant, light flared.
After confirming the final number, the master of ceremonies was greatly startled. "Nine hundred and seventy-six zhang. Passed."
"This..."
For a time, the stands fell silent.
Nine hundred and seventy-six zhang!
That result truly was nothing eye-catching.
It merely matched Jiang Li's, which counted as having "qualified."
But...
She had been far too casual!!!
She had clearly held back.
Yet she had held back and still achieved exactly the same result. What did that represent?
Anyone could figure it out. She had been controlling her score!!!
What kind of existence was the Heaven-Connecting Wood???
And yet...
It had been seen through by a mere maid, who had even managed to perfectly "control her score"???
Fuck, was that even possible?
They did not want to believe it.
Yet it had all happened right before everyone's eyes. They had no choice but to believe!
So...
Even one maid at his side possessed such skill???
This guy...
Could he truly be some extraordinary figure?
For a time, everyone in the God Realm looked over.
Long Aojiao felt so sour she was about to turn green.
"Damn it!"
"No."
"When I get back this time, I'm getting myself some maids too."
"And those lackeys I picked up at the Winter Long Wall before seem a little unqualified."
"But no matter what..."
"If there's a next time, I absolutely can't let Lin Fan put on such a beautiful show all by himself again."
"Damn it!"
She gritted her teeth, feeling as though she had been soaked