"Lin family's girl is not bad, truly not bad," Mo Bin praised.

Hearing Elder Mo repeatedly praise his daughter, Lin Xiao was overjoyed. Mo Bin had very likely already taken a liking to Lin Dongxue's talent. He said modestly, "Elder Mo overpraises her. This girl was also just fighting blindly."

Elder Mo shook his head, rejecting Lin Xiao's polite words, and continued praising, "This is not fighting blindly. Although Miss Lin is one grade below Sun Long, every time she makes a move, she can accurately find the weak point in his attacks.

"Moreover, her speed of attack is very fast. Although there is still some gap compared with Tang Yan, compared with ordinary martial artists, being able to have this kind of combat experience is already rare and valuable.

"Your city's two rising talents have similar fighting styles. I presume City Lord Lin personally instructed them, right?

"To be able to teach such talents, City Lord Lin has put in effort!"

When Fang Wentian and the others heard that Mo Bin had mentioned Tang Yan again, their hearts immediately skipped a beat. Could it be that Elder Mo had internally decided on the two contestants from Yun City?

Lin Xiao felt greatly embarrassed inside, because he knew his own family's affairs best.

After painstakingly training Lin Dongxue for over ten years, he had only made her a bit stronger than ordinary clan disciples, but she was still far from excellent.

If not for Tang Yan, Lin Dongxue's chance of winning in the second round of duels would have been extremely slim.

It was only after following Tang Yan for a bit over ten days that his daughter's Potential, like a gold mine, had been vigorously excavated by Tang Yan.

Compared with Tang Yan, his own teaching was simply not worth mentioning.

Letting out a few dry laughs in agreement, Lin Xiao found it hard to explain, and could only thicken his face and remain modest.

"Bang!" Just as Lin Xiao and Mo Bin were exchanging pleasantries, a dull collision sounded, followed closely by the crowd's cries of alarm.

They saw that Lin Dongxue had actually seized an opening and blasted Sun Long flying with one punch!

"That's impossible!" People rubbed their eyes one after another, staring at the scene before them in disbelief.

As for those supporting Lin Dongxue, smiles appeared on their faces.

"I won." Lin Dongxue curled her lips and mocked, "Good thing I didn't go drink tea with you."

Sun Long's face flushed somewhat red. Lin Dongxue's punch had struck his Dantian, and his True Qi had been sealed for the moment. He had indeed lost.

He, a dignified Black Rank Fourth Grade expert, had actually lost to a woman whose strength was only Third Grade. Then thinking of what he had said to Lin Dongxue when he went on stage, Sun Long felt his face burning hot.

"Lin Dongxue of Yun City wins!" The red-robed elder, recovering from his daze, loudly announced.

Lin Dongxue's victory truly exceeded everyone's expectations, and for a time, discussion throughout the arena did not cease.

"Not bad, really amazing." Seeing Lin Dongxue come down, Tang Yan immediately praised her.

"Of course. Once this young lady takes action, how could I fail?" After smugly showing off a bit, Lin Dongxue then said, "This time the one you're facing is one of the Four Young Masters of the East Domain, so you must be careful."

"I'm very interested in a certain someone's wager. How could I lose?" Tang Yan said meaningfully.

Hearing Tang Yan's shameless words, Lin Dongxue's pretty face reddened slightly. How could she not know what Tang Yan was talking about? Exasperated and flustered, she spat, "Your skin is really thick. I hate you to death."

"You don't mean to go back on your word, do you?" Tang Yan said in surprise. "As the daughter of the City Lord's Manor, Miss Lin's words completely represent the City Lord's Manor."

Lin Dongxue said angrily, "If you can win the championship, then this young lady's words naturally count. But if you lose, don't forget to be this young lady's sparring partner for one month."

"It's a deal."

The next battle was Wan Fei versus one of the Four Young Masters of the East Domain-Song Ze!

Song Ze's strength had long since stepped into Black Rank Fourth Grade; his whole body's strength was extraordinary.

As one of the Four Young Masters, Song Ze did not have that overbearing attitude. Instead, he gently extended a hand and said, "Miss Wan Fei, please."

"The duel, begin!" Seeing that the two were ready, the red-robed elder gave the order to start.

When Song Ze's Black Rank Fourth Grade strength erupted, those supporting Song Ze let out waves of cheers. That condensed aura clearly showed that he had already thoroughly solidified the strength of Fourth Grade.

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. Looking at Wan Fei on the stage, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Wan Fei had no background at all in Fang City. How had she obtained cultivation resources? And how had she stepped into Black Rank Third Grade?

For a moment, Tang Yan also had some doubts about Wan Fei's strength. Was she really only Black Rank Third Grade?

Very quickly, Tang Yan's guess got its answer.

An equally fierce imposing aura burst out from Wan Fei's body.

Black Rank Fourth Grade!

Sensing the aura coming from Wan Fei's body, Tang Yan was somewhat surprised. This woman was indeed not simple!

"Be careful!" Wan Fei gave a warning, and an extremely fierce aura suddenly appeared. Like a volcano erupting, it instantly exploded with incomparably terrifying power.

"Black Rank martial skill!"

Sensing the pressure brought by Wan Fei, Song Ze did not dare be careless. His True Qi circulated, and a blue mountain shadow appeared before him: "Mountain-Collapse Force!"

Right from the beginning, they launched a clash of martial skills, instantly arousing the interest of countless people.

After one strike, Wan Fei's figure quickly charged toward Song Ze.

As expected of a well-known Mercenary in Fang City, Wan Fei's combat experience was incomparably rich. Although Song Ze had been famous for a long time, in terms of moves, he did not hold any advantage.

After several moves, Wan Fei, having caught her breath, threw out another martial skill.

"Bloodkill!" With a delicate shout, a blood-red red light coiled around Wan Fei's arm, flowing continuously like a red snake.

Seeing Wan Fei launch another martial skill so quickly, Song Ze's expression turned grave.

The martial skill this crazy woman used this time was still at the Black Rank level. If she came with a few more martial skills, how was this fight supposed to continue?

Moreover, why was this crazy woman's speed in executing martial skills so fast?

In his haste, Song Ze could only use a Yellow Rank martial skill to respond. Under the disparity in martial skills, Song Ze actually fell into the disadvantage.

"This Wan Fei can actually compress the time needed to execute martial skills!" A trace of surprise flashed through Mo Bin's eyes. In a place as small as the Eastern Region, such a talent could actually be born!

The following battle also proved that Song Ze's worry was not unnecessary.

A few moves later, Wan Fei attacked again with another martial skill. The speed at which the martial skill was released was very fast, and its grade was still Black Rank.

Song Ze was nearly collapsing. He had thought it was surely a winning situation, so how had he encountered such a freak? If I take another move from her, and after a few more moves she uses another martial skill again, then I'll admit defeat!

After this clash of martial skills, Song Ze, who had already been at a disadvantage, was in even graver condition.

The cheers that had originally supported Song Ze were like chickens whose throats had been seized; they could no longer make a sound.

There was a kind of mysticism: the less you wanted something to happen, the greater the chance that it would happen!

As Song Ze was preparing to seize an opportunity to reverse his disadvantage, when he sensed an extremely tyrannical aura appear, the line of defense in his heart finally collapsed.

"Cloud-Parting Palm!" After a delicate shout, palm shadows covering the sky and earth, like layers of clouds, pressed toward Song Ze wave after wave.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Pfft!"

Song Ze, who had already fallen into the disadvantage, finally could not withstand the impact of a high-grade martial skill. After being struck by three palms in succession, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master Song, I concede."

Wan Fei cupped her hands toward Song Ze. A confident smile hung on her face, and that mature, decisive queenly bearing made quite a few men lose focus.

"Second match, Wan Fei of Fang City wins!" the red-robed elder announced the result.

Wan Fei swept her gaze below the stage, and her eyes happened to land on Yun City's seating area.

When she saw Tang Yan, the smile on Wan Fei's face did not last even two seconds before it suddenly vanished without a trace.