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In the Chang'an Team's stands, flags flew and drums and gongs thundered.
"I told you-with the Banished Immortal here, I felt at ease."
"Sweet heavens... whose daughter is that... ah, haughty! So haughty!" someone murmured in a daze, their voice swallowed by the frenzy.
"Hahaha! I'm rich! I put everything on the support votes-!" The man's voice cracked as he roared himself hoarse, slapping his thigh in excitement.
"Heh... worth it, absolutely worth it." Beside him, a scholar wiped away his sweat. "We came all nerves, stayed with our tails between our legs, and now we can finally go home in glory..."
Inside VIP private room No. 100.
Xue Shiming stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, the Openwork Carved Swan Goose Incense Pendant at his waist releasing a cool, crisp fragrance.
In the arena below, that figure in pale green and white turned toward the passageway, her purple hair hanging silently amid the uproar.
Strewn beneath her passing feet were the battered bodies of the Infinite Hall Team.
"We've watched her strength all the way here."
"Chen Xiaojun's childhood sweetheart is the ballast that keeps Chang'an steady!"
"Tomorrow, we'll face the most dangerous situation we've encountered since the tournament began. When everyone gets back tonight, pull out the intelligence and analysis reports and go over them again."
There was no discernible emotion in Xue Shiming's calm voice.
Crack! A piercing sound of fracturing came from beside him.
Beneath Tang Chen's broad palm, several cracks had been forcibly squeezed into the hard jade windowsill.
His sword-like brows drew tightly together as though harboring thunder, his fighting spirit burning hot. "A secret technique that shoots her up to a level 71 Soul Saint!"
"Those eyes-Moonlight Divine Radiance