In the seventh match, Night King Yan Qing rose. It was her turn, and her opponent was Calon.
When Night King Yan Qing and Calon appeared on the plain, many people's attention wasn't on them but on the final two contestants—Lu Yin and Liu Shaoqiu. The last match of the Top Sixteen was precisely Lu Yin versus Liu Shaoqiu.
Feng Shang looked at Lu Yin sympathetically. "Brother, you haven't even warmed your seat yet, have you?"
Lu Yin smiled faintly. "You have so little confidence in me?"
Dao Bo sighed inwardly. Faced with Liu Shaoqiu, aside from the unfathomable Star Picking Girl and Han Chong, who could claim absolute confidence? After all, to this day, Liu Shaoqiu hadn't used the Second Sword of the Thirteen Swords. With just one sword, he had entered the Top Sixteen and even defeated Kuang Wang. His strength was simply terrifying.
Outside the plain, Liu Xiaoyun stood quietly, gazing at Lu Yin atop the high peak. He could only go this far. No one understood the power of the Thirteen Swords better than she did. Among the academies' top students, perhaps only Star Picking Girl, Han Chong, and Night King Yan Qing were qualified to force Liu Shaoqiu to use the Second Sword. Dao Bo and Feng Shang might also manage it, but no one else could. And Liu Shaoqiu might not stop at the Second Sword. Others didn't know, but she did: Liu Shaoqiu might have comprehended the Third Sword as early as a year ago. In the Ten Academies Grand Competition, he was the person most likely to claim the championship. Even Star Picking Girl standing in his way would be useless. That was the dominance of the Thirteen Swords.
The Liu Clan of Sword Sect was an ancient sole-surname clan not acknowledged