Under everyone's watchful eyes, Jun Wangchen and Mei Yuxiang exchanged a glance and stepped onto the sparring grounds.
Their gazes met. With his talent and her beauty, they looked rather like a married couple.
"Hey, hey, who do you think will win?" a short-haired newcomer leaned toward his friend's ear and asked softly.
"Senior Sister Mei, obviously!" his friend answered without hesitation. "Senior Sister Mei is the outer sect's greatest genius after Senior Sister Yiqian. In martial arts, she's supposedly the best of all the outer disciples. Jun Wangchen's earlier performances were impressive, but not very consistent. Overall, Senior Sister Mei has the better chance of winning."
Someone beside them cut in. "I disagree. Jun Wangchen subdued Jiang Yanhao with a single move in their match. That shows he's already beyond mid black tier, probably around late black tier. With that kind of strength, he's pretty much on par with Senior Sister Mei."
"It's hard to tell who will win this match. Neither of them should be underestimated," someone more levelheaded remarked.
As the crowd murmured among themselves, Mei Yuxiang's gaze sharpened on the sparring grounds. She beckoned with her delicate hand, drawing her flying sword into her grasp, then spun it once, sending force radiating in every direction.
As the flying sword continued to surge with energy, the temperature across the sparring grounds plummeted. Anyone paying close attention could feel waves of cold flowing from the blade.
Whoosh!
Mei Yuxiang thrust out a finger, and the flying sword shot forward at tremendous speed, leaving a trail of overlapping afterimages.
A piercing whistle echoed across the sparring grounds, while invisible streaks of icy sword light filled the air.
"Swan-Glimpse Sword!"
Mei Yuxiang murmured the words, a flash of sword light shooting from her eyes. She opened her mouth and exhaled