The literary duel Ling Tian had proposed was quite fair to Fairy Meng Shang. Since each of them would attack only once, neither would expend much energy—in fact, it would have almost no effect on their next match. With their recovery abilities, both of them could certainly return to peak condition within ten days.
Knowing this, Su Ying and the others all breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Fairy Meng Shang agree.
Of course, Ling Tian and the others had communicated through voice transmissions using their spiritual sense, so the outsiders hadn't heard them. Otherwise, those people would probably have cursed Ling Tian for being so cunning.
But Lei Ying knew Ling Tian well. Seeing the smiles on his face and the others', she realized he had already thought of a way to resolve the problem. "Just look at that crafty smile on Ling Tian's face. I can tell he's already come up with a plan. I really want to know how he'll fight Fairy Meng Shang fairly without wearing himself out."
"Fairy Lei Ying, how do you know Ling Tian's thought of a solution?" Huan Xin asked skeptically.
Ignoring Huan Xin's question, she sent Ling Tian a voice transmission with her spiritual sense. "Ling Tian, what did you just say? How are you and Meng Shang going to compete? I don't believe the two of you will go all out against each other..."
Ling Tian and Lei Ying were friends, and he knew that everyone would learn about their match soon enough, so he didn't hide anything from her. He told her how he planned to divide their literary duel into two rounds.
Hearing Ling Tian's idea, Fairy Lei Ying gaped in astonishment and muttered to herself, "Ling Tian really did come up with a solution.