"Is that the Seventh-Grade Martial Arts that Xia Moyu just comprehended?"
"What powerful Swordsmanship. It's so unorthodox."
"Xia Moyu's talent is truly incredible. He can already use a Seventh-Grade Martial Arts he just comprehended."
The new students from the other Three Mountains were all stunned, staring at Xia Moyu in astonishment.
Huu Yucui chuckled. "Looks like the match is over."
Her smile brimmed with confidence; she believed Xia Moyu would not disappoint her in this match. Lil Ya, however, said nothing, his eyes fixed intently on the Purple Stone Arena ahead.
Wen Qingye's eyes were closed, but his ears could still hear. From the whistling wind and the fluctuations in the airflow, he could clearly and accurately sense the power behind that sword strike.
"Immortal One Pointing at Heaven and Earth!"
There was a blur of white light and a tangle of silhouettes. Powerful Qi surged across the arena, forcing many students with lower cultivation to fall back.
