Li Poxiao said, "I heard you've won two fights in a row. There are still three left, so you should at least leave everyone else a chance. I'll go first this round."
I frowned slightly. "Heh, then go ahead. This place isn't mine. Everyone here has a chance. Aren't there still several people here who haven't won a match?"
"Now that you mention it, that's true. Fine, I can wait." Xia Ruize smiled as he leaned against the wall. It wasn't that he was being generous; his personality was sinister and cunning, and after awakening had magnified its darker side, he had become even more so.
He didn't want to get set up by me, either. Since that old man was so powerful that no one could beat him, he wanted to see for himself.
"Then let me do it!" Li Poxiao stepped forward without hesitation. That fellow truly feared neither Heaven nor Earth.
"Big Brother Poxiao, be careful. Your opponent is truly formidable. I wonder which immortal sect or school he comes from..." Li Yushuang said worriedly. Li Poxiao nodded, then sat down on Mount Laojun's Sword Platform.
Xia Ruize suddenly laughed. "Come to think of it, Tianyi, when someone sits on the Sword Platform with their mind focused on the arena, their main body should stop reacting, right? What do you think would happen if I went over and chopped him into pieces right now?"
"You'll have to go and try it to find out." I answered with a cold laugh, and Xia Ruize immediately burst out laughing.
Li Poxiao furrowed his brows. "You're welcome to try."
Xia Ruize was, of course, only talking. This was a spell-ban state, but that didn't mean there was no magical power flowing through their bodies. So even with a good sword,