Qingxiao Sword Venerable sneered.
Among his disciples, Ling Jue's reputation outside was the greatest, and his attainments in the Artifact Path were the deepest.
But in reality.
Lin Huanhuan's talent in the Sword Dao was in no way inferior to Ling Jue's. This was despite most of the time she wasn't diligently practicing.
Even so.
Lin Huanhuan's attainments in the Artifact Path were already second only to Ling Jue.
If she were facing Fire Nether, she might not be able to win.
But her opponent was Ye Wu...
Then there were only two words!
Crush!
Qingxiao Sword Venerable's eyes flashed with a hint of pleasure.
As long as Ye Wu suffered a miserable defeat.
Fire Nether's victories would be overshadowed. Ye Liuyun would become a joke.
He stared fixedly at the arena.
He was just waiting for Ye Wu to lose miserably, and then all the previous humiliations he faced would be washed away altogether.
On the arena.
Lin Huanhuan was in no rush to make a move.
