The skyful of radiance faded, and with a rumble, thunder crashed down, instantly reducing Tong Fengquan to a charred husk. Fortunately, his Gan Li Sword had protected him of its own accord; otherwise, Tong Fengquan would have been gravely wounded on the spot.
As Tong Fengquan lay slumped on the ground, the radiance released by his token shone on him for three breaths. Then he vanished, and a wisp of light floated up, collected by a cloaked figure who appeared out of thin air.
"Even a fight takes you forever to run your mouth. Why don't you just go to heaven? I hate people like that most of all, acting like the whole world has to stop and watch them put on a show."
Xu Yi lifted his cloak, revealing a thin face full of indignation.
Xu Yanzhi said, "I never imagined you were not only skilled in thunder magic, but also possessed such profound cultivation. It seems I'm destined to be unable to kill you."
Xu Yi waved a hand. "Always killing each other. Doesn't it wear you out..."
His words had barely left his mouth when he froze. His token had stirred again, showing a new notification.
Xu Yi's face fell at once. The trial in Chang'an Realm had reached its final stage, and the organizers had announced that only five hundred people would advance. Everyone's rank had also been displayed.
As expected, Xu Yi ranked nine hundred and ninety-eight. He had already suspected there might not even be a thousand trial participants in Chang'an Realm.
Now that he ranked nine hundred and ninety-eight, the message was all but confirmed.
Naturally, Xu Yi couldn't accept this result. He was burning with impatience to go rob someone, and the system had issued the announcement precisely to urge the trial