"Do it!" Yan Fangting said no more and directly drew her sword. If looks could kill, Ling Chuxi would have died ten or eight times before she drew the sword.
"Please." Ling Chuxi held the hilt of the sword.
The entire ceremony hall fell silent, staring intently at the stage.
Yan Fangting was not in a hurry to attack. Although she had an extreme personality, she still had some strength. Although her actual combat experience was not as good as that of Ling Chuxi, she was still much better than her peers.
She had seen Ling Chuxi take action, and had even sparred with him in person, knowing that he was quite capable. In front of such guests, this competition was not only related to her reputation, but also to the honor of the entire Yan family. She
Don't dare to underestimate the enemy.
Ling Chuxi did not take action. The reason was very simple. She was afraid that she would accidentally kill Yan Fangting or seriously injure her, which would affect the affairs of the Chu family. So she was waiting for the most suitable opportunity to take action, not only to teach Yan Fangting a lesson, but also to try not to let her go.
She was injured, or slightly injured.
Neither of them took action, but the air around them became extremely oppressive and cold, so heavy that it was difficult to breathe.
Everyone's expressions became serious. They could see that once the two of them took action, one of them might fall on the stage, and both sides would be hurt.
Those who had previously treated Ling Chuxi coldly and sarcastically no longer dared to look down upon her in the slightest.
"Why did you say you were betting earlier?" someone asked the person who said he would live stream **** if he lost.
"Ling Chuxi is just bluffing. You think he really has a chance. Don't worry. I'll just show you if I lose the bet." The young man said harshly.
Ling Chuxi didn't take action, so Yan Fangting couldn't hit her weakness, so she was no longer sure of victory. She finally got a little impatient and asked, "Why, you don't dare to take action?"
"Well, I'm afraid that I'll strike too hard and accidentally kill you, so I want to wait for you to strike first, so that I can be merciful and try not to hurt you." Ling Chuxi said frankly.
As soon as these words came out, the crowd that was originally silent was in an uproar again.
"Ling Chuxi, you are so shameless, you can even say such things!"
"I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such thick-skinned people. Ling Chuxi, do you think you are a Heavenly Lord or a Taoist Lord, do you dare to say such big words?"
"What kind of person is he? He has no self-awareness and only knows how to talk nonsense. I really despise him. I also bet that if he can be stronger than Young Master Yan, I will shit him for everyone to see."
"I'll eat it too." The admirers were completely angered, and some even placed the same bet again.
Yan Fangting was also so angry that her face was livid. She had known earlier that she could not talk nonsense to this guy, as she would be humiliating herself if she was not careful. Why did she forget it again?
"Ling Chuxi, die!" Yan Fangting roared angrily and struck Ling Chuxi with a sword.
The sky and the earth changed color as the wind and cloud surged. In her rage, Xuan Zun's sword power in the middle stage was brought into full play, and her combat power was not much worse than that of Xuan Zun in the later stage.
It was the first time for many people to see her real moves, and they were all shocked. She was indeed the young master of the second largest family in the world, and one of the two candidates for the Saint of the Dao Heart Alliance. She was really strong.
"Young Master Yan, kill him and show this ungrateful thing how powerful he is!" Those young supporters cheered loudly, cheering for her.
In their opinion, with Yan Fangting's strength, even if Ling Chuxi did not die, she would have to leave the ceremony stage sideways.