Only after watching Du Siwen leave did Dongfang Hui turn back and say with some indignation, "This Senior Sister Du is a little too... too..."
Xu Qingtong said solemnly, "Hui'er, Third Senior Sister has a knife for a tongue but a heart of tofu! Do you know why she entered the sword tournament? She did it to make it easier for me to reach the top five! If she faces me, she'll definitely concede!"
Only after hearing this did Dongfang Hui put aside her indignation, and her fondness for Third Senior Sister grew a little.
Xu Qingtong took Dongfang Hui by the hand and walked toward Jia Arena. Some disciples nearby kept their gazes fixed on Dongfang Hui, watching the two of them reach Jia Arena and remaining reluctant to look away long afterward.
"That beauty is Ancestor Dongfang's direct descendant. Her name is Dongfang Hui. She's truly gorgeous! Even prettier than the Little Witch!"
"But her figure falls a little short of the Little Witch's! Heh heh, the Little Witch, tsk, tsk..."
"My good fellow, since you like the Little Witch, why not take the initiative and have a chat with her about life?"
"Uh... I was only joking. Don't take it seriously, brother, don't take it seriously!"
On the platform, Du Siwen and her opponent had already begun trading attacks. Her opponent was a female disciple from Spirit Hidden Peak whose cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, slightly higher than Du Siwen's.
Clearly, the female disciple from Spirit Hidden Peak was not skilled at fighting. Although her cultivation was slightly higher than Du Siwen's, they fought on equal terms. After they had fought for a while, Du Siwen suddenly went on a rampage. Abandoning defense, she swung her Long Halberd in broad, sweeping strokes that