Li Shuang ignored Cong Xin's words and continued to watch Wen Lin's situation.
Wen Lin was already severely injured.
If the fight continued like this, he was afraid his foundation would be truly damaged.
But his character was too stubborn. With the Blademaster Sect provoking him like this, it would be harder than ascending to heaven for him to admit defeat.
Wu Lingchuan chopped down with another saber strike.
Wen Lin barely resisted for a moment before falling heavily onto the arena stage.
The stage was stained with fresh blood.
The spectators below almost couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Wen Lin gritted his teeth, but used his sword to support himself, slowly standing up again.
"Still not admitting defeat?" Wu Lingchuan was a little surprised, but still continued to draw his saber expressionlessly.
It was Wen Lin himself who wouldn't admit defeat.
He couldn't be blamed for this!
"Senior Brother Wen," Li Shuang's voice suddenly rang out, "One person cannot uphold the glory of the Sword Sect. The glory of the Sword Sect must be forged by all Sword Sect disciples together."
"Ten breaths. Give me ten breaths of time, and I will win the match. Wu Lingchuan is my next challenge. Senior Brother Wen Lin, how about you let me have him?"
Li Shuang's words fell.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Even Wen Lin on the stage was stunned.
Li Shuang...
What was she saying?
She was still only at the mid-Golden Core stage.
She was going to defeat Cong Xin in ten breaths?
That alone was astonishing.
And she was going to challenge Wu Lingchuan immediately after?
Wu Lingchuan was only one step away from the Soul Transformation stage!
If Li Shuang hadn't had those ten years of silence, everyone would have believed she could defeat Cong Xin and Wu Lingchuan.
But now...
Was this realistic?
Li Shuang's sudden boast made even Wu Lingchuan pause.
He was no longer in a hurry to attack, looking at Li Shuang expressionlessly.
He remembered this person.
It was this person who slandered Qingyu, making her depressed.
Now.
He and Qingyu had some minor misunderstandings, which led to his master having some opinions about him.
If he could publicly humiliate this Li Shuang, his master would naturally know that he genuinely cared for Fang Qingyu.
Li Shuang single-handedly captured everyone's attention.
Ye Zhaozhao stared intently at Li Shuang, and hearing her arrogant words, she couldn't help but smile.
Li Shuang, Li Shuang.
You're still so confident.
It's just a pity.
This time, you're overconfident.
The Heaven's End Blade, which overdraws future potential, is not so easy to deal with!
She couldn't wait to see Li Shuang utterly defeated!
Yan Zhonghe also smiled, "Sect Master Meng, this is that Li Shuang who slandered my daughter, isn't she? It seems she not only likes to make false accusations but also likes to speak wildly."
Meng Yifei was silent for a moment.
He also didn't know why Li Shuang would suddenly say such a thing.
But at this moment.
He just calmly said, "Whether it's wild talk or not, Sect Master Yan will know if you keep watching."
Yan Zhonghe sneered, "Then I'll be waiting to see."
This arena suddenly became the most watched, and Cong Xin's body was trembling with excitement.
As long as he humiliated this Li Shuang.
He would henceforth gain his master's favor and surpass the other two senior brothers in his master's eyes!
It seemed he should thank this Li Shuang for her wild words.
"Good, good, I'd like to see who gave you the courage to say such big words!" Cong Xin stood in place, his cultivation technique running at full power, and a faint bloody aura emerged from his body. He grinned menacingly, "The first strike will cut off your hand, the second will sever your legs, and the third will break your meridians. Li Shuang, I hope you don't admit defeat too early, otherwise, I won't have enough fun."
The Heaven's End Blade, condensing malevolent energy, when it strikes, all things fall silent.
He was going to use his strongest strike to thoroughly humiliate this Li Shuang.
Li Shuang looked at him calmly.
At this moment.
Li Shuang didn't even draw her sword. She softly said, "1."
She just counted a number.
Cong Xin was about to mock her.
The next moment.
His head suddenly vibrated violently, and his soul seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains.
Cong Xin's legs went weak, and he involuntarily knelt on the arena stage.
Li Shuang walked in front of him expressionlessly: "Defeating you only takes one breath. The remaining time..."
A cold smile suddenly bloomed on Li Shuang's lips.
Swish!
She drew her sword for the first time.
Cong Xin's left arm, the entire limb, was cut off.
He couldn't help but scream.
Yan Zhonghe suddenly stood up, his face extremely grim!
Meng Yifei smiled: "Sect Master Yan, don't be anxious. Cong Xin hasn't admitted defeat yet. What if he's holding back some big move to counterattack? If you stop him now, wouldn't it affect him?"
Yan Zhonghe gritted his teeth: "No hurry!"
Ye Zhaozhao's face also turned ugly.
"System, what exactly is going on with this Li Shuang!" Ye Zhaozhao couldn't help but roar.
The system hesitated for a moment.
If he wasn't mistaken... this should be...
Soul Arts?
When Li Shuang comprehended the Soul Severing Sword, she had unknowingly learned Soul Arts. But this Soul Art was not yet systematic; she was just beginning to explore it.
But the move she just used to defeat her opponent, that was already a very mature secret Soul Art!
It had only been a few months since they last met, where did she get this Soul Art from!
However, Soul Arts have little effect on those whose soul power is stronger than one's own.
Li Shuang's Soul Art was effective against Cong Xin, but it probably wouldn't work against Wu Lingchuan.
The system calmly said, "No matter what's going on with this Li Shuang, she can only defeat Cong Xin. Wu Lingchuan is a mountain she cannot overcome. And even if she defeats Wu Lingchuan, what harm would that do to you?"
Ye Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, her eyes flickering.
That's right.
If Wu Lingchuan lost, she would definitely gain a lot of negative emotions, which would be a good thing for her.
However, having lost to Li Shuang so many times, she was ultimately unwilling until she saw Li Shuang suffer a setback!
With complex feelings, Ye Zhaozhao continued to stare at the arena.
"You just said that the second strike would cut off my legs?" Li Shuang's gaze was cold as she drew her sword for the second time.
Cong Xin screamed again.
"The third strike would sever my meridians?" Li Shuang's voice was calm.
Cong Xin immediately became terrified and couldn't help but shout, "I..."
He wanted to admit defeat.
But Li Shuang's sword was faster; his words hadn't even finished.
Sword light flashed, and Cong Xin's meridians throughout his body were severed.
"I admit defeat..." Cong Xin's weak voice finally fell.
Li Shuang looked at him calmly: "Thank you for the concession."
"A disgraceful piece of trash." Yan Zhonghe looked at Cong Xin with some disdain, appearing as if he didn't want to bother with him.
Cong Xin could only painstakingly take out a pill himself and slowly began to regulate his breathing.
No one paid him any more attention. Li Shuang calmly looked at the Nascent Soul stage arena: "Senior Brother Wen, may I have this person?"
Li Shuang won cleanly and decisively.
Wen Lin's mouth was slightly agape, and he only managed to close it with effort.
"I admit defeat!" This time, Wen Lin directly conceded. He supported himself with his sword and slowly walked off the arena.
The Sword Sect disciples below quickly helped him away. Wen Lin didn't immediately tend to his injuries; he looked back at the arena, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"Wu Lingchuan wins. Please wait for the arena to be cleaned." The referee announced.
The arena was now covered in bloodstains left by Wen Lin.
Li Shuang calmly said, "This arena is fine, no need to clean it. Wu Lingchuan, what do you think?"
Wu Lingchuan looked at Li Shuang coldly: "I don't care."
"Then let's continue." Li Shuang leaped onto the arena.