Although Old Man Ling had always considered himself a servant of Lingxiao Pavilion, the influence of Ling Xiao and Lingyun had made him proud and arrogant. He disdained attacking someone who had no fighting spirit and was already greatly depleted. Now that Li Yang had broken through, grown stronger, and recovered his Mental Power and Immortal Yuan Power, Old Man Ling's desire to fight had been rekindled.
With a flash, Old Man Ling stepped onto the arena. He stopped a considerable distance from Li Yang, then summoned a large bow with a thought. Whether intentionally or not, his expression was grave, and he looked worried.
Li Yan and the others had also noticed Old Man Ling's appearance. Han Lin gave a cold laugh. "Heh, Lingxiao Pavilion really has no one left. They've actually sent a scrawny fellow onto the stage, and he's already showing fear the moment he steps on. Heh heh, looks like this fight has no suspense at all."
Although Old Man Ling had regained his vitality and grown much younger after ascending, he was still thin and scrawny, giving people the impression of weakness.
"He summoned his bow right away. Looks like he wants to keep his distance with archery. He hasn't even fought yet, and he's already scared. Heh." Li Mang sneered, a trace of contempt in his voice. "Someone like that can participate in the Realm War? I think he's gone mad dreaming of gaining something from it."
"Lingxiao Pavilion is nothing but a nouveau riche. It's only natural for them to think that way." A Heavenly Lord-level figure sneered. "But after he loses to my nephew this time, I'm afraid he won't have the face to mention participating in the Realm War again."
His words set the others laughing. For a moment, they even