On the side of the martial arts arena, Lan Xinyu and the other four Lan Mansion disciples were heroic, each of them had a strong confidence on their faces, in the past few decades, the Lan family had never lost to the Fang family in a competition, and this time, it would not be an exception.

However, the five children of the Fang family who participated in the battle easily stood on the other side, glancing at their opponents with contempt.

Ling Chuxi looked at those few Fang family disciples and frowned slightly, these people actually gave her an incomprehensible feeling, you must know that after the promotion of the Great Perfection, as long as it was below the ninth layer of battle qi, she could more or less see the strength of the other party, but these people were difficult to distinguish the depths.

Didn't you say that the Fang family hadn't produced decent talents over the years? But what's going on?

Could it be that these people also have the strength of the Great Perfection? Ling Chuxi immediately denied his speculation. Tianlei quenching is not a joke, and the Great Perfection is not a cabbage, just pick it up, let alone a Fang family, looking at the entire Southern Xia Kingdom, how many people can there be in the Great Perfection at this age? Obviously, these people must have used some special method to hide the aura on their bodies.

In the stands, Old Man Lan also had a calm face, obviously feeling something strange.

However, Fang Dingfang, the head of the Fang family, drank the tea with an indifferent expression, squinted at Old Man Lan and turned his head away, looking like he was in his chest.

Seeing that the hour was almost up, the dean of the White Rock Academy stood up, read out the rules, and announced the start of the game.

A slender and tall young man from the Fang family stepped into the ring, he was Fang Yuanqiu, a former waste material, and now it is rumored that Fang Yuanqiu has reached the ninth layer of battle qi.

A young man from the Lan family also stepped into the ring. Ling Chuxi paid attention for a moment, and sure enough, as Lan Xinyu said, several disciples of the Lan family had already reached the seventh layer of battle qi, and one of them had faintly stepped into the threshold of the eighth layer.

It is worthy of being one of the ancient families of the Southern Xia Kingdom, and the heritage of the Lan family is by no means comparable to that of ordinary small families.

A drum sounded, and the two people on the stage moved towards their opponents. Under the stage, there was a burst of thunderous shouts and cheers, obviously all of them were aimed at the Lan family.

However, only half of their cheers rang out before they came to an abrupt end, and the whole arena fell silent.

With a sword, just a sword, the Lan family disciple was chopped out of the ring, leaving only a bright red blood stain on the solid ground.

Fang Yuanqiu's sword was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, and when he saw a flash of cold light, he split the Lan family disciple off the stage.

Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen glanced at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Among all the people present, only the two of them could see this sword clearly, that sword, when the sword came out, it was obviously an eight-layer battle qi, but the momentum changed in an instant, and it became a nine-layer again, so that the Lan family disciple didn't even have the strength to resist, how did he do it?

You must know that even if it is the secret heart refining mantra of the Eshulan Temple, it can only make the eight-layer battle qi more condensed, but it can't break through the bottleneck limit, Fang Yuanqiu in front of him can actually break through the power of the eight-layer battle qi to the ninth layer in an instant, how is this possible?

With this doubt, the two looked at the ring intently.

In the stands, Old Man Lan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank, he didn't see Fang Yuanqiu's true strength, but with the strength of that Lan family's disciple's seventh-layer battle qi, he was afraid that the previous news would not be wrong.