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Si Yijing lightly pointed her right index finger toward the elevated arena, her gaze fixed on the battlefield. Her crimson lips parted as she remarked, "Ma Liang certainly deserves his place at number 65 on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking. He fought five opponents alone and still managed to wound several of them."
Her eyes shimmered like autumn waters, and her soft laughter rang clear as a bell. Excitement she could scarcely contain shone in her gaze. "The outcome is decided!"
"Aunt, we're finally going to defeat the Chang'an Team and climb to the pinnacle of glory!"
Si Baining gave a quiet hum of agreement. Even this high-ranking Soul Saint, whom Yue Qiansong and the others called a "madwoman," revealed a rare smile.
That smile was like an ice lotus unfolding, a hint of tenderness amid its coolness, lending a touching warmth to her face of cold jade.
Shi Fei'ang sneered. "It's over."
Zhong Weifeng sighed. "I never expected Heavenly Peak Academy to have such a move up its sleeve. The Si family truly is outstanding."
Zhu Luoxi cried out, her voice ringing like pearls and jade, "Brother, the king has actually fallen!"
The captain of Qing Lin Academy murmured, "Chang'an Academy, the Chen Clan..."
Xiao Yi hurriedly glanced at Ma Liang. His face was as pale as paper and his breathing weak; he was clearly badly injured.
Her deep-purple Soul Ring slowly rippled outward. Heavenly Dew instantly restored 70% of his life force.
Color immediately returned to Ma Liang's face, leaving it far less bloodless than before.
Nevertheless, his injuries remained severe. The gashes and bloodstains across his body were alarming.
A barely perceptible warmth softened Xiao Yi's cool voice as she asked quietly, "How are you?"
Sitting cross-legged, Ma Liang opened his