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"I didn't expect Brother Beiyan to be interested in these newcomers as well." Long Tianming glanced at the young man beside him and smiled faintly. His words carried a sharp edge, suggesting that his relationship with the other was not entirely harmonious.
"I simply came to see for myself just what kind of extraordinary genius could capture even your attention, Long Tianming."
"He was only able to defeat Murong Yu because of his set of treasure equipment." Long Tianming smiled lightly. "Is that really enough to earn such admiration from Brother Beiyan?"
"Coming from the Small Linglong World with no backing whatsoever, yet managing to acquire a set of sixth-grade treasure equipment armor before even entering the East Hall, and becoming a disciple of Heavenly Cloud God — would you not call that impressive?" Situ Beiyan said with a smile. "I hear he and
Long Tianming looked at Situ Beiyan, uncertain of what he was really thinking. Logically, Situ Beiyan should have been wary of someone rising in power, yet he sat there as if enjoying the show. Long Tianming couldn't figure out what Situ Beiyan was planning.
Regardless of what Situ Beiyan was thinking, Long Tianming would not allow the Demon Alliance to rise.
Although Nie Li had previously given him three characters, Long Tianming had yet to discern their deeper meaning. He felt that Nie Li had deceived him, but he had no way to prove it. Therefore, Long Tianming held no goodwill toward Nie Li.
At present, only three people were qualified to compete for the position of Sect Master of the Feathered God Sect: Situ Beiyan, Long Tianming, and
The fact that Situ Beiyan had come to observe Nie Li proved that he was not as indifferent as he had just appeared. At the very least, he was already paying attention to the rising Nie Li!
After roughly half an hour or so, the battle between Nie Li and Murong Yu finally came to an end, as flames and lightning subsided.
In the arena, Nie Li had already changed into a fresh set of clothes, looking very neat and tidy. Murong Yu, however, lay nearby like a dead dog — completely naked and covered in wounds. He had clearly lost consciousness.
Seeing this scene, all the spectators around them stared in disbelief.
"Holy crap, what happened?"
"Murong Yu lost?"
"Murong Yu had already fused with the Sacred Blood Dragon Eagle, so how did he still get beaten this badly?"
Their gazes toward Nie Li were tinged with a measure of awe. Murong Yu was one of the top two hundred fighters in the entire East Hall — the number one genius of the previous class — yet he had been beaten this badly by Nie Li? Didn't that mean Nie Li had already broken into the top two hundred upon just setting foot in the East Hall?
Seeing Murong Yu lying there completely naked, the girls of the East Hall flushed crimson and quickly averted their gazes.
Even the perpetually cold and aloof Long Yuyin blushed.
When Murong Yu woke up and learned of the situation, he would probably be too ashamed to face anyone. This would definitely be worse than death for him.
"You stole my soul scale in the Ghost Ruins. Today I've reclaimed my honor on the arena floor. We're even now." Nie Li glanced at the prostrate Murong Yu and said calmly.