Moon Worshipper Ancient Land. Peacock's first battle against Luo Xingchen ended in Luo Xingchen's crushing defeat, shocking everyone present.
Peacock's strength had exceeded everyone's expectations. Clad in Five-Colored Divine Light, she was impervious to all techniques.
"Who will take the second battle?"
Ning Chen looked at the people behind him and spoke.
"I will."
Mu Qianshang stepped forward and said calmly.
The swordsman entered the battle, and the fight began anew. Everyone gathered their thoughts and watched seriously.
"Mu Qianshang, hold out a little longer. Don't lose too disgracefully!"
Luo Xingchen stepped out of the battlefield and offered his "kind" advice.
"I am not you. I will not lose in a single move."
Mu Qianshang answered blandly, his words carrying no small amount of mockery.
At this, Luo Xingchen flew into a rage. He wanted to retort, but could not find the words.
"Watch carefully!"
Ning Chen reminded him from the side.
Luo Xingchen suppressed the flames in his heart and glared through gritted teeth at the two enemies before him, saying nothing further.
Within the battlefield, the two faced one another. A moment later, a snow-white sword gleam rang from Mu Qianshang's hand as it left its sheath. Swift beyond measure, the sword tore through the void and swept toward the woman ahead.
Smoke and dust rose, Sword Qi frosted the air. The swordsman's strike left all watching dazzled.
Ahead, Peacock focused her mind and raised her slender hand. Five-Colored Divine Light surged forth, blocking the Sword Qi.
Outside the battlefield, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Peacock's cultivation technique reminded him of someone.
Fan Lingyue!
Back then, Fan Lingyue's martial arts had possessed a similar effect: absolute defense, impervious to all techniques.
However, Fan Lingyue's martial arts had been self-created. They could not possibly be the same as Peacock's