50: In Chapter 50, the next match will see Shi Feixuan, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, face off against Xu Weixiong, a disciple of Shangyin Academy!

This change also left many people in the stands feeling confused.

The chill from just now reminded them of the drifting snow scene from that stunning spear strike three days ago, and they thought they would see it again.

But now, the chill had dissipated.

In the distance, Xing Hun, who was pushing his Soul-Traveling Dragon to its full potential, also showed a look of confusion.

But he did not stop his offensive!

Su Rui watched this scene and shook his head gently.

“Teacher, what's wrong?”

Noticing Su Rui's movement, Yin Luoxia couldn't help but ask curiously.

“The preparation time is too long.”

Su Rui said with some helplessness as he looked at Xing Hun.

Preparation time?

Yin Luoxia, Li Hanyi, and Mu Liangyue were all stunned for a moment.

They didn't quite understand the meaning of this term.

But looking at Xing Hun's movements, they could roughly guess a bit.

“Teacher!”

Sikong Qianluo leaned close to Su Rui, gently shaking his arm and acting spoiled.

Sikong Changfeng, not far away, felt his heart tighten at the sight, even forgetting his duties as a guard.

Baili Dongjun, who was nearby, couldn't help but offer a reminder. Only then did he snap out of it and withdraw his gaze from Su Rui.

In a slightly displeased tone, he announced the result of the match:

“Sikong Qianluo versus Xing Hun. Sikong Qianluo wins!”

Then, he had people carry the unconscious Xing Hun off the field.

However, many noticed that Xing Hun's aura was somewhat unusual.

He was clearly awake, yet he was deliberately pretending to be unconscious?

Nevertheless, for his age, to have such strength was already quite astonishing.

In the future, he would surely become a famous master of his region.

On the other side of the spectator stands, Shi Feixuan and Xu Weixiong were discussing the previous match in low voices.

The personalities of the two were exact opposites.

Shi Feixuan was gentle and quiet, yet had a hint of stubbornness;

Xu Weixiong was sharp and aggressive, yet meticulous and flexible.

Somehow, the two of them were actually able to chat together.

Wanwan, who was nearby, also found it quite surprising.

“This boy looks to be less than ten years old, yet he already has such strength. When he grows up, he might even be stronger than us,”

Shi Feixuan sighed softly.

“Not necessarily. Talent is good, but Aptitude ultimately has a limit.”

Xu Weixiong did not entirely agree.

Seeing Shi Feixuan's contemplative expression, she continued:

“How high a person can go is often determined right at the beginning.”

“Your words sound like the destiny spoken of by the Buddhists.”

“It's different. Although talent is fixed, whether it can truly be unleashed depends on the individual. Not everyone has that capability.”

“Is there no way to break through?”

Shi Feixuan did not fully accept her explanation.

“Naturally, there are ways, such as asking a master for help to forcibly break through the limit.

And now, there might be such a person right here.”

Xu Weixiong's tone carried a hint of mystery.

“Hey, you aren't talking about Li Hanyi's teacher, are you?”

Wanwan, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but speak up.

“Exactly.”

Xu Weixiong nodded.

“After this grand competition ends, I plan to see if I can join that martial arts hall.”

She continued.

“Didn't you say you were going back to your hometown in Liyang once the competition was over?”

Shi Feixuan was a bit puzzled.

“That martial arts hall is not a Sect. I've already looked into it.”

Xu Weixiong suddenly became serious.

“Joining it doesn't prevent you from joining other Sects.”

Shi Feixuan and Wanwan were both stunned upon hearing this; it was something they hadn't considered.

Originally, they weren't interested in this, as they both had Sect backgrounds.

But now, hearing this, the two of them immediately became interested.

If that was really the case, then it wasn't out of the question!

“Hmph, the three of you have quite a scheme going, but why should that person help you? Is he just waiting for you to learn his skills and then walk away?”

A burly man carrying a massive golden saber snorted, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

This person was none other than Underworld Marquis.

Yue Ji, who was beside him, shared the same expression.

Xu Weixiong and the other two women were all startled, their expressions changing slightly.

“That doesn't seem to have anything to do with Your Excellency!”

Xu Weixiong's face was displeased.

If they were outside Snow Moon City, she likely would have already made a move.

“Naturally, it has nothing to do with me. It's just that for such a master, we should respect him with true sincerity, rather than harboring hidden motives!”

Underworld Marquis clearly admired Su Rui greatly. Hearing the three women's calculations, he couldn't help but speak out in accusation.

“Those words don't sound like something an assassin should say!”

Wanwan snorted softly.

“What's wrong with being an assassin? Even thieves have their code. Being an assassin is just our means of making a living!”

Yue Ji had previously lost to Wanwan and had remained somewhat indignant, as she hadn't even had the chance to use her ultimate techniques.

Wanwan wouldn't back down either. Although she couldn't fight here, she definitely wouldn't lose in a war of words.

Just as she was about to start her verbal battle,

Sikong Changfeng's voice interrupted her.

“Next match: Quiet Temple of Compassion successor Shi Feixuan versus Upper Yin Academy Disciple Xu Weixiong!”

Pfft!

Wanwan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“So you two are opponents. Don't tell me you only just found out?”

Just moments ago, Xu Weixiong and Shi Feixuan were chatting warmly, but in the blink of an eye, they had become opponents.

Neither woman paid any attention to Wanwan. They stood up, leaped lightly, and landed upon the Jingwu Platform.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately became the focus of the entire venue.

The Quiet Temple of Compassion was far-famed. Even in the land of Northern Li, there were many who had heard of this Martial Forest Holy Land.

In particular, every successor of the Quiet Temple of Compassion was not only devastatingly beautiful but also had stunningly brilliant martial talent.

This made them even more rare.

After all, what were the most common topics of conversation in the Martial Forest?

Nothing more than peerless masters, divine Sharp Weapons, and peerless beauties.

On the other side, although Xu Weixiong's appearance was slightly inferior,

the refined and scholarly aura she exuded made everyone involuntarily take a second look.

As for her martial arts, they were naturally nothing to scoff at.

What everyone was more interested in was how exactly she had summoned heavenly lightning three days ago.

“Hmph, so the one we saw that day wasn't Shi Feixuan at all. Someone was playing us!”

Sikong Qianluo snorted coldly.

“They were playing *you*!”

Mu Liangyue teased with a smile.

Although she had almost believed Wanwan when she first met her and heard her introduce herself,

she felt something was off upon thinking about it afterward.

Only Sikong Qianluo, with her simple mind, hadn't seen through it at all.

...

It was only now that she finally understood.

Sikong Qianluo heard the underlying meaning in Mu Liangyue's words and immediately became flustered and annoyed, swinging her small fist to strike at her chest.

However, she didn't strike lightly, and Mu Liangyue was actually jolted with some pain.

Feeling that rebound force, Sikong Qianluo felt even more embarrassed.

“Alright, alright, it's Junior Sister's fault. Senior Sister, don't be angry!”

Seeing Su Rui's gaze turning toward them, Mu Liangyue quickly smiled apologetically, her cheeks already red to the roots of her ears.

Sikong Qianluo looked down at her hands, then down at the tops of her feet,

then she looked up, gazing at the slight curve rising from Mu Liangyue's chest as she folded her arms.

She curled her lip, glanced around the room, and finally her gaze landed on the Su Sisters.

She saw the two women of the Su Family looking at her, even deliberately puffing out their chests.

“...”

Her gaze then turned toward Yin Luoxia.

Yin Luoxia put on a shy appearance, one hand lightly brushing back her long hair. Though the movement seemed casual,

it skillfully displayed her graceful figure to Sikong Qianluo.

Sikong Qianluo looked all around and finally dove headfirst into Li Hanyi's embrace.

Li Hanyi naturally saw all of this clearly.

Now that Sikong Qianluo had dove into her arms, she didn't know what to feel.

Is she treating me as 'one of her own'?

I have them too!

She was just about to puff out her chest when she caught Su Rui's gaze and awkwardly restrained herself.

“These girls!”

Su Rui shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that Sikong Qianluo was about to blow a fuse, Yin Luoxia quickly changed the subject.

“Teacher, who do you think will win?”

Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, Sikong Qianluo immediately perked up her ears and turned her head within Li Hanyi's arms to listen intently.

“Xu Weixiong is a Disciple of the Upper Yin Academy and holds the Second Dharma Sword of the Liyang Daoists. She can summon heavenly lightning, and her strength is quite good.”

“No, actually it's exactly the opposite. No matter how powerful heavenly lightning is, it's nothing more than borrowing external power!”

Su Rui shook his head gently.

“I favor Shi Feixuan. Her sword dao Comprehension Ability is not at all inferior to Li Hanyi's. It's just that, like Song Yanhui, she has some Bottlenecks. However, she is still young. Whether she can break through depends on her own fortune.”

Su Rui's words gave Yin Luoxia a shock.

To be able to compare Shi Feixuan's sword dao talent with Li Hanyi's was an extremely high evaluation.

“She was born with a Sword Heart and can very easily enter that kind of focused sword realm.

However, her Sword Heart is not like the common talents of Wushuang City; it is a top-tier Aptitude exclusive to Sword Cultivators.”

“Teacher, how can you even see that?”

Sikong Qianluo finally showed her face, leaning close to Su Rui and asking curiously.

“Well, just consider it a special skill of mine. I have a bit of an eye for seeing the potential of a person's cultivation.”

Su Rui gave a vague explanation regarding the Eye of Insight.

The girls were left dumbfounded.

The act of seeing cultivation talent wasn't actually that rare.

Anyone with a bit of experience could more or less see some clues.

But what Su Rui described seemed much more detailed and profound.

Many people present who were secretly paying attention showed shocked expressions.

“No wonder he said 'the world is full of mediocrity' back then. I thought he was just annoyed by others' interruptions, but he really has this ability!”

Scholar Sword Immortal Xie Xuan said with a face full of emotion.

“Brother Xie really believes it? Does such an ability truly exist?”

The Head of the Wen Family was full of suspicion.

He had lived for many years, and his eyes were considered sharp.

Those who were truly outstanding could be identified at a glance.

But to say he could see through everyone's talent level...

It sounded more like a fairy tale.

After all, not everyone's Aptitude was so obvious.

Take Xie Xuan before them, for example.

In his early years, he only practiced some common sword techniques, treating swordsmanship as one of the six gentlemanly arts.

No one expected that he would later delve into it and suddenly step into the Carefree Heaven Realm, shocking the world.

Before his Epiphany, who could have seen that he was a late-blooming talent?

“Do you think there's any need for him to lie?”

A single sentence from the Lei Clan Elder directly silenced everyone's doubts.

Indeed!

With his status and strength, there was no need to make up such things.

After thinking this through, the gazes of the crowd grew even more fervent.

His previous Green Grass Sword Intent had been earth-shaking, striking fear into countless hearts; he was already absurdly strong.