C52 (2/2)

”Pu!” An Hai and Feng Yu used all their strength to resist, but were still sent flying out of the arena. Their bodies were covered in blood.

On the other side, Qin Ye was currently struggling to hold on. After which, he took out something from his waist. It was shaped like a cloud shuttle. Qin Ye crazily poured his Spiritual Energy into it, before emitting a faint light.

Qin Ye chanted silently, and the light became even stronger. ”Swift!” The house dashed through the air towards the white-clothed woman.

Just as she was about to reach him, the woman in white's pupils constricted and she started to circulate her spirit energy to block the attack.

Pu. A mouthful of blood sprayed out. The blood dyed the veil red. It looked a bit desolate, but it was still severely injured.

”I didn't expect you to have a Xuan Artifact.” The white-clothed woman's eyes revealed a look of disbelief. It seemed this weapon was no small matter.

Qin Ye said somewhat proudly: ”Hehe, this was bestowed by His Majesty. This is not only for me, Qing He, who was sent to the Profound Sky Sect, also had one for the sake of bringing the princess back. This treasure is not mine right now, but I'm afraid it will be mine soon, haha. ”

”Princess, go back! His Majesty was thinking for the princess as well. If he were to marry that young master, his future prospects would be limitless! The heavens and the earth are so vast, so why should it be limited to such a small Jade Mist? ” As Qin Ye spoke, he was filled with yearning towards the ring.

”Hmph, do you think you can defeat me like this? You are too naive. ” The woman in white wasn't the least bit interested in his words; her eyes were still as cold as ever.

She took out a piece of bell belt from her storage pouch and it danced in the white-clothed woman's hand, emitting a faint blue glow.

Qin Ye's pupils slightly shrank, appearing to be somewhat surprised. As expected of the little princess that was once the most favored, the Supreme Emperor actually gave her a profound artifact. In order for him and Qing He to obtain the Xuan Artifact, the two of them had plotted against him and said that they had the Xuan Artifact with them. Therefore, the two of them had a higher chance of taking down the princess. He didn't expect her to have one in her hand. This was going to be difficult.

Qin Ye smiled in a very gentlemanly manner: ”Since the princess is unwilling to go back, then I can only defeat her and let you lose this opportunity to make plans from here on out.”

In the white-clothed woman's eyes, that kind of smile was nothing but hypocrisy. She had already seen it for a long time. She brandished the bell and attacked with it, ”Dance of the Wind and the Spirit”.

”Illusion Break!”

”Chi chi chi!”

The battle had caused the others on the platform to be unable to draw near. All they could do was flee into the distance and hide in the corner while fighting in a sullen manner.

Looking at the performance of the disciples on the stage, the few Elders on the other side of the stage all revealed smiles. There were a few people in the stands who had indifferent expressions. Of course, there were those who weren't interested in watching. At this moment, Hua Lian's brows were tightly knitted, and a trace of worry appeared on her aged face.

Hua Rong muttered, ”I didn't expect the royal family to send someone to investigate this matter. Moreover, that person has a Xuan Artifact. It seems like this woman is very important. What is there that is worth them only chasing after her?”

”Haha, Zuo Jian, look at that little kid. Isn't he pretty good?” At this moment, Huo Xingyun was looking at the arena and occasionally shared some of the newcomers with Zuo Jian that he thought were pretty good.

”Sect Leader, this year's disciples are the best in terms of both talent and character. Moreover, before entering the sect, one of us has already reached the eighth level of the Pre-Sky Realm, compared to some core disciples.” Mo Wei smiled as he looked at the few people on the stage, and said to Mu Rong Xiao while stroking his beard.

Murong Xiao's face was also full of smiles as he said, ”Elder Mo is right. There are indeed good seedlings. This year, our sect should have more disciples than Tianxuan.”