As Lin Bai arrived, the eyes of every martial artist in the arena lit up.
"He's Lin Bai?"
"The genius who joined the Southern Courtyard this year."
"But he doesn't look like much."
"Exactly."
On Spirit Master Island, many martial artists turned their gazes toward Lin Bai and began whispering among themselves.
Seeing Lin Bai arrive, the previously sharp-tongued Ouyang Jing and Tan Jing both revealed a trace of wariness and fighting spirit. They looked at Lin Bai and stopped speaking.
Su Ling and Bei Haiyan exchanged a glance before saying, "All right. Since Lin Bai has arrived, all our martial artists are here. Fang Yiyun, can we begin?"
Fang Yiyun said, "We haven't started yet? I've already fallen asleep waiting."
Upon hearing this, Bei Haiyan flew into a rage. "Fang Yiyun, with your slovenly temperament, how could you possibly teach your disciples well? You're truly misleading your students! Hmph!"
Su Ling was unwilling to tangle with Fang Yiyun any further and said directly, "All right. The rules for today's martial contest are simple. Fang Yiyun, your disciples will first battle my disciples. After fighting them one by one, they'll rest for three hours."
"Three hours later, they'll battle Bei Haiyan's disciples."
"In the end, the winner will be determined by the number of victories obtained by each side's disciples. How does that sound?"
Fang Yiyun reached out and picked at his ear, saying impatiently, "There's no need to make things so troublesome. Let my disciples defend the arena. Lin Bai and the other four will take turns defending it, while your disciples come up and challenge them!"
"As for victory or defeat, hmph, we'll simply keep fighting until your disciples are utterly convinced!"
Fang Yiyun made the suggestion.
Upon hearing this, Su Ling's face immediately darkened with fury.
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