Hearing Elder Wei's words, Xiao Xuanyi said, "I am ninety percent certain of defeating Feng Shaoyu. I will start with Su Mo!"
Xiao Xuanyi mainly wanted to kill Su Mo. As for Feng Shaoyu, he did not care much about him.
"Mm!"
Elder Wei nodded and said, "If you cannot defeat Feng Shaoyu, retreat at once and let someone else take over."
Elder Wei did not care about Su Mo as he reminded Xiao Xuanyi.
Great Elder Zhu Wen had personally instructed them not to show mercy to the disciples of Qingtian Peak. Clearly, he wanted the disciples of Qingtian Peak dead.
Since that was the case, he naturally had to satisfy the Great Elder. He did not dare claim he could kill all three of Qingtian Peak's disciples, but killing two would not be a problem.
"I understand!" Xiao Xuanyi nodded. Although Elder Wei had never regarded Su Mo seriously, he knew in his heart that Su Mo was even stronger than Feng Shaoyu.
Then, Elder Wei and Xiao Xuanyi could only wait for the two on the battle platform to finish their fight.
On the battle platform.
Hong Qingxuan's opponent was a tall, skinny young man in a yellow robe. His strength was extremely formidable, slightly surpassing even ordinary peak True Gang Realm Ninth Layer martial artists.
The two had fought for several hundred moves, yet neither had gained the upper hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Violent explosions rang out across the battle platform as terrifying shockwaves swept through the heavens. The two retreated at the same time.
"Junior Sister Hong, your strength is indeed astonishing, but you will not be my opponent!" The yellow-robed young man chuckled and shook his head.
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Hong Qingxuan's calm, beautiful face. She said softly, "Not necessarily!"