Lan Miaotong wore a brown battle robe!
She was a woman, but her brows carried a distinctly heroic air, and her expression held the domineering confidence of someone who would yield to no one.
Seeing He Pingsheng enter the arena, she all but brimmed over with battle intent.
"I am He Pingsheng of the Tao Household..." He Pingsheng also stepped into the air and cupped his hands toward Lan Miaotong from a distance.
Lan Miaotong said, "Lan Miaotong of the Lan Household!"
Then she asked, "How many moves do you think you can last against me?"
"Huh?" He Pingsheng had not expected that question. After a moment's thought, he said, "Seven... eight moves?"
"Seven or eight?" A trace of disdain appeared on Lan Miaotong's face. "If you last more than three, I'll admit you have some ability!"
"Hey..." He Pingsheng said. "You really look down on people!"
"Let me tell you, I may only be at the Divine Lord Realm Second Layer, but even Tao Yaoyao is no match for me. I beat her into complete submission!"
"I know!" Lan Miaotong was in no hurry to attack, either!
After all, she only needed to fight one match each day.
It was still very early in the day.
"If you can participate with a mere Divine Lord Realm Second Layer cultivation, you must have something extraordinary about you. Calling you a prodigy wouldn't be an exaggeration!"
"Besides, I've checked. You have twenty-seven divine apertures!"
"Oh?" He Pingsheng said. "You can even see how many divine apertures I have?"
Lan Miaotong looked haughty. "Seeing through you is as easy as reaching out and grabbing something!"
"You're quite impressive!"
"Among the disciples from the forty-eight households participating in today's tournament, as far as I know, only four have twenty-seven divine apertures."
He Pingsheng