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"Both nephews performed very well in this battle. It's just that Nephew Jian Zhi's cultivation was a cut above. Had their cultivation been equal, it truly would have been an intense, drawn-out battle." One Grand Elder flattered Zhang Shipei while comforting Ge Ningjian, clearly intent on offending neither side.
Ge Ningjian's face darkened as he watched his beloved disciple wilt. He sneered, "Senior Sister Sect Master certainly has some fine tricks up her sleeve. You even hid a Barren-Shattering Cloud-Shaking Banner for Nephew Jian Zhi. Heh."
"Likewise." Zhang Shipei replied with a cold laugh, naturally giving him no quarter. Ge Ningjian gritted his teeth and shot back, "I hope Nephew Jian Zhi can keep winning! He'd better not let everyone's expectations down. If he loses to an ordinary disciple, that would truly make a laughingstock of him!"
Zhang Shipei gave a soft snort, leaving Ge Ningjian with nothing to say. At the same time, she began racking her brains, most likely planning how to deal with me.
"I think Nephew Jian Zhi needn't even compete in the next match. He should simply persuade his opponent to concede. Her cultivation has only just advanced and is unstable. If she forcibly casts spells, her realm will surely fall, and she'll lose regardless." One Grand Elder patted Hang Jianzhi, who was completely unscathed.
Hang Jianzhi looked no older than Qian Cai by much, yet he had reached the Ninth-Layer Immortal realm at such a young age. Having won and now basking in triumph, he was naturally arrogant to the extreme. He smiled and said, "That still depends on what my opponent says. Elder Li, you mustn't joke like that. My opponent is a disciple guided by a high-level expert from the One Heaven Dao. She probably came here intending to defeat me,