Ling Tian had deliberately spoken evasively, hoping Xiao Qian and the others would think he was nervous. Sure enough, they took the bait and resolutely accepted the wager. Nearly every famous sect and faction in the Cultivation World was gathered here, so Ling Tian had no worries that Xiao Qian would go back on his word. He rose into the air, lightly stepping across the void as he slowly made his way toward the arena.
Seeing that Ling Tian was finally about to act, the many cultivators present were all shaken. Then they fixed their eyes on the arena, looking rather eager.
"Yun Long, watch closely and see how your master makes his move," Old Man Ling instructed. A smile tugged at his lips. "In battle, your master can take control of the whole situation, constantly guiding his opponent to act according to his wishes. That's what battle awareness is."
At this, Nangong Yunlong paid even closer attention. Wan Yan Yufeng and the other juniors also looked on with eager anticipation.
"Alas, I only wanted to spar with you and test our skills, Brother Ling. I didn't expect things to come to this..." Xiao Qian shook his head, putting on a sigh.
"This is a fine outcome, too. Whoever wins or loses, exchanging cultivation arts and secret techniques can help both our sects advance." Ling Tian's expression remained impassive. He slowly extended a hand. "Brother Xiao, I can't maintain my battle state for long, so let's settle this quickly."
At this, Xiao Qian's eyes narrowed, a sharp glint flickering in them. He nodded, then said, "All right. Let's begin."
As he spoke, Xiao Qian retreated, then took out a jade flute and began to play. It was none other than Lingxiao Pavilion's Samsara Soul Song.
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