"I had thought Nie Yun was a clever man. Now it seemed he was nothing but a fool!"
At the front of the crowd, Hua Yao's eyes flickered, and a chill surfaced on her icy jade-like face.
"Oh? Why did you say that?" Qing Mu smiled.
"He thought that deliberately provoking Ji Xuan would make him lose his reason during the coming match, letting him gain a slight advantage. That is absolutely the wrong move! It will only make Ji Xuan's killing intent even stronger. This fellow is simply digging his own grave, courting death!"
Hua Yao snorted.
Many evenly matched experts used all manner of tactics to secure victory at critical moments, and provoking one's opponent was one of them. Once some people became enraged, their control over their power lost its precision, causing errors in the details and ultimately leading to defeat.
In Hua Yao's view, this was clearly Nie Yun's purpose.
"Oh?"
"You have fought Ji Xuan as well. You should know that he is profoundly shrewd and possesses formidable mental fortitude. Last time, I deliberately exposed such a huge flaw, yet he remained unmoved. In the end, he calmly broke my Mystic Art in one stroke. With such composed restraint, how could he possibly be provoked by a word or two, or one or two childish gestures, and lose his bearings?"
Hua Yao sneered, looking at Nie Yun with deep contempt. In her eyes, Nie Yun was now a clown trying to be clever.
"That is true..." Recalling Ji Xuan's wisdom in battle, Qing Mu nodded.
This opponent was indeed not easy to handle. Otherwise, he would not have occupied Core First Peak without anyone able to replace him through hundreds of ranking tournaments over hundreds of thousands of years.
Such an expert could clearly have