Early the next morning, the arena for the Luotian Grand Ceremony was already packed with noise. The spectators craned their necks in anticipation, looking forward to the start of the next round. After Xuan Mo's "spectacular" performance yesterday, almost everyone now knew about this arrogant and overbearing guy. Some were eager to see him continue crushing his opponents, while others hoped he would wipe out today and get beaten black and blue.
The Old Heavenly Master stroked his beard and leisurely walked onto the stage. He announced, "Today's second round. First match: Xuan Mo versus Feng Shayan!"
As soon as his voice fell, a wave of gasps erupted from the crowd.
"Feng Shayan? Isn't she the eldest daughter of the Tianxia Association? I heard that despite her young age, she has mastered her spatial ability to perfection. There are few among her peers who can match her!"
"Although Xuan Mo defeated Zhang Lingyu yesterday, facing Feng Shayan today probably won't be so easy!"
In the stands, Wang Ye looked at the thin figure onstage and could not help shaking his head. He muttered under his breath, "Brother Mo, don't let yourself fall into a ditch now..."
On the arena, Feng Shayan wore a fitted combat outfit and looked valiant and heroic. Her neat short hair made her seem even more spirited. Looking at the slovenly Xuan Mo across from her, she slightly furrowed her brows and said coldly, "You're Xuan Mo? I advise you to admit defeat yourself, so you won't lose too badly later!"
Xuan Mo dug at his ear and said disdainfully, "You little brat, you've got quite a mouth on you! Didn't that so-called little prodigy from Dragon Tiger Mountain get beaten into a sorry mess by me yesterday? I'd like to see what you can do!"