Han Chen's Defeat

In Jiang Li's eyes, she had no chance of being chosen by the Confucian Sect in this tournament.

Han Chen and Yun Ling'er were already major obstacles, let alone Qi Xiu, the dark horse who had joined the fray.

After Yun Ling'er and Jiang Li finished fighting, only Han Chen and Qi Xiu remained to compete for the top spot.

In the distance, Zhao Han propped his head up with one hand and kept chewing on snacks as he said mildly,

"This Qi Xiu guy is no simple character. He seems to have contained his Gold Element True Qi. That Han fellow is in big trouble!"

"Looks like there won't be any chance for you to compete with Yun Ling'er. You'll be trampled under her foot for the rest of your life."

Zhao Han wasn't the only one who noticed something was off. The many Divine Domain Realm experts in the audience had also seen that Qi Xiu was no ordinary fighter.

The faint Gold Element True Qi around Qi Xiu was unmistakable to Duanmu Xi, who cultivated the Gold Element True Skill as well.

Old Ancestor Han's expression darkened. He hadn't expected that just as the chance to enter the Confucian Sect was within reach, a roadblock would suddenly appear.

The others folded their arms and watched the show.

"Whoosh!"

Han Chen flipped his right hand, and a twenty-centimeter dagger appeared out of thin air.

He, too, could tell that Qi Xiu was no simple opponent. His voice low, he barked,

"Why are you putting on an act? You've only opened ninety acupoints. I've opened nine more than you. Let's see how I deal with you!"

"I'll show you that even a dark horse can be trampled under a genius's foot."

Whoosh!

Before Han Chen's words had even finished,