Zhang Yi looked at Ji Yanglin, who was covered in blood, and said with a cold smile, "Unfortunately, I was slightly more skilled and narrowly defeated the martial artist from the Great Spirit Domain. I wonder if anyone else dares challenge me next?"
Zhang Yi showed no intention of leaving after defeating Ji Yanglin. Instead, he continued standing in midair and addressed the martial artists of the Great Spirit Domain.
At that moment, Yun Yihe, Zhao Hailan, Long Xuan, Li Shengqi, Zhang Haitian, and several others all arrived aboard the Ji Family's spirit vessel. Using the excuse of checking Ji Yanglin's injuries, they gathered together.
Lin Bai saw the group standing beside Ji Qingqing, their lips moving slightly. Clearly, they were discussing something in low voices.
Lin Bai listened carefully and heard their conversation as well.
Ji Qingqing said quietly, "Just as he said, he only narrowly won earlier. If we fought another battle, we could probably defeat him."
Zhao Hailan said quietly, "That's what I think as well."
Long Xuan pondered for a moment before saying, "Since that's the case, I'll fight him. I watched their exchange closely just now and found several openings in his defenses. I should have an eighty percent chance of defeating him!"
Ji Qingqing, Zhao Hailan, and the others all looked at Long Xuan, their expressions tightening involuntarily.
Long Xuan was not one of the celebrated prodigies listed in Eastern Continent Records, but his strength was not weak. If he fought Ji Yanglin to the death, it was hard to say who would live and who would die.
Zhao Hailan said, "Very well. Long Xuan, be careful. You must defeat him and even the score. Otherwise, the Great Spirit Domain may suffer a complete loss of face today."
Long Xuan smiled. "Don't worry. Leave