Over ten gashes had appeared on the front of Ling Xiao's robes. They crisscrossed each other, yet were all uniformly sized.
Ling Xiao was horrified!
This was clearly Lin Hao's handiwork from just moments ago.
Back then, Ling Xiao had used his True Essence to slice off four or five pieces of Lin Hao's clothing before leaving triumphantly.
He never imagined that Lin Hao's control over True Essence was a hundred times more terrifying than his own.
Those dozen or so gashes had been so fine that Ling Xiao hadn't even noticed them at the time.
Now, as Ling Xiao folded his arms, his robes tightened, and the fine slits instantly tore open.
Terrifying!
Ling Xiao, who had been immensely proud just a moment ago, instantly turned pale.
Meanwhile, on the Proving Ground, the spectating disciples, unaware of what had happened, were whispering among themselves.
"Senior Brother Ling is on the Proving Ground. Who is he here to challenge? Don't tell me he's challenging the Peak Master?"
