"Junior Brother, your arrangement looks good enough, but you'll be facing Liu Po Lei, a Mid Nascent Soul cultivator. The risk is far too great!"
Seeing Zhou Ling's relaxed expression, Jin Yun could not help but speak up.
She knew Zhou Ling had chosen a strategy of sending inferior horses against superior horses, and superior horses against middling horses.
Calculated this way, the Lingxiao Sect still had roughly a fifty-percent chance of winning.
At the very least, they would not lose too badly.
It was quite a good plan.
But a contest between two sects was no ordinary sparring match, where one stopped at the proper point.
Lives could be in danger at any time.
And Zhou Ling was the Lingxiao Sect's sect master.
If he faced Liu Po Lei, that man would not show the slightest mercy!
"Senior Sister, there is no need to worry. I have a way of dealing with it," Zhou Ling said with a smile.
"Junior Brother, this is no joking matter."
Her beautiful eyes shifting, Fang Yu Yun looked at Zhou Ling and said, "Liu Po Lei is cruel and ruthless. He definitely will not hold back. I should deal with him instead."
"As for Zhang Yu Hu, she may be cold on the outside but warm within. She would not go so far as to strike to kill."
"Back then, Senior Sister fought Liu Po Lei before and nearly died at his hands."
At this, a cold look appeared on Jin Yun's face.
Several decades ago, when she had been at the Early Nascent Soul stage, she had fought Liu Po Lei and nearly been beaten to the brink of death.
In the end, she had only barely escaped danger with the aid of her Life Treasure.
Thus, she knew how terrifying Liu