Luo Zheng had long since completed eleven rounds of challenges and was watching Ai Anxin's battle from his own platform.
Even seeing this scene, he could not help shaking his head.
Ai Anxin was clearly using some extremely profound Sword Resonance Art, but tormenting those living martial artists like this was indeed rather cruel. No wonder the Cloth-Clad Old Man had stepped in to stop her.
After those clouds of blood exploded, they gave the martial artists a quick and painless end, sending them one after another out of the Dreamlike Space...
But even after leaving the Dreamlike Space, those painful memories would not disappear. Such pain would have a powerful negative impact on their state of mind.
Thus, the martial artists who came out were all deathly pale. Some had barely exited before immediately fainting!
The martial artists at the other end of Changsu Island were instantly furious when they saw this scene!
Even if you were an outstanding genius of the Thirteen Palaces, you couldn't bully people like this. Everyone had come here to serve as sparring partners, yet she was tormenting people so ruthlessly in the Dreamlike Space!
"Damn it, that little bitch is going too far!"
"We have to stop her in the second round..."
"In the second round, we can only send out the second group's martial artists. With that woman's strength, the second group may not be able to stop her, right?"
"Even if we can't stop her, we have to disgust her to death!"
The entire square was seething with voices, thrown into utter chaos.
The tens of thousands of people in the square were divided into more than a dozen groups, with each group assigned according to matching strength and cultivation.
The second group's martial artists were responsible for the twelfth round