Mu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ling Si across the way, and said mockingly:
"How many more can you withstand? How long can you delay?"
The other eight all wore cold smiles, their powerful auras soaring skyward.
The nine stood in one place, facing the solitary and unsupported Ling Si.
This scene rendered the many from the Saint Academy silently speechless.
At the literary gathering, the earlier rounds were contests of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs.
With Ling Si's talent and wit, she had passed each hurdle to reach this point.
But the ensuing battles of strength... they concern life and death!
Ling Si was not weak, already possessing a Divine Form Realm cultivation.
Yet of the nine opposite her, all but the two weakest were in the Divine Skill Realm!
And the strongest among them, Mu Yun, was at the peak of the Divine Skill!
