"Zhao Meng, you're up! Get in there and get us some payback!"
The speaker was Lei Qianshan, an Elder of the Overlord Blade Sect—a nine-foot-tall man with gnarled muscles and a rugged face as fierce as any ancient general's.
Seeing the previous result, his brow furrowed as he bellowed in a voice like a great bell.
A disciple named Zhao Meng stepped forward. He was not as stout as Wang Gang, but his aura was more focused; he had an Early-Stage Eighth Grade Cultivation.
He wielded a Thick-Backed Mountain-Cutting Saber and immediately engaged Lin Qing in battle upon stepping onto the stage.
Although Lin Qing's Swordsmanship was fast, his Cultivation was a level below. He quickly faltered under the heavy and powerful onslaught from Zhao Meng.
In the end, Zhao Meng sent his longsword flying with a single strike of his saber, defeating him.
"Liu Feixu, you're up!"
Qing Xu, the lead Elder from the Lingyun Sword Sect, was a gaunt-faced old man clad in a Moon White Daoist Robe.
