Edited by Christina Chen

"Go--"

With a tender cry, the little white sword speckled with golden light flew straight towards Murong Qingxue.

Obviously, her sword was far smaller than that of Murong Qingxue's, but the breath it diffused was swifter,.fiercer and more bloodthirsty. This made the audience tremble with fear. It could be forseen that it if this. .h.i.t were to land, it would be a heavy blow to Murong Qingxue.

Seeing the little sword come closer and closer, Murong Qingxue clearly understood that even if she wasn't killed, she would lose half of her life. She wanted to avoid it but, at this point, she alreadyhad no surplus strength.

She was merely at the initial stage of the Foundation Level so the transformation of dark power was quite difficult for her. A moment ago, she had forced herself to arouse all of her dark power to deal with Murong Qingyan. Now, she had no strength to avoid her blow.

People in the grandstand also had a complex look on their face. Murong Xiong silently prayed that Murong Qingxue could quickly dodge the oncoming sword as soon as possible. If not, he was certain that she would definitely suffer great injuries after this blow. Originally, there were not many talents within the Murong Clan and Murong Qingxue just happened to be the most outstanding one, so he made great efforts to develop Murong Qingxue during these years.

Despite Nangong Ye watching the match this entire time he didn't say anything. It could be seen from his clenched fist and grave look that his heart was troubled.

Others were shocked at the strength Murong Qingyan had shown. No one expected that the good-for-nothing would have shown such high skills in the compet.i.tion.

Ultimately, Murong Qingxue still could not avoid the blow. Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, the sword flew to Murong Qingxue then it pierced Murong Qingxue's abdomen and disappeared.

"Puff--"

Alongside the disappearance of the sword, Murong Qingxue once again vomited a mouthful of blood. From the beginning, she had already suffered from the backlash of the blow that Murong Qingyan had blocked. Now the new blow made her injuries more severe.

Although her injuries could not be seen on the surface, Murong Qingxue could feel that her internal organs had s.h.i.+fted.. She knew full well it was impossible for her to continue to fight.

She looked up at Murong Qingyan, with intense hatred in her eyes.

Never had she expected that she would have been defeated by Murong Qingyan. She didn't dare imagine that her reputation would suffer a spectacular fall after today's game.

"Murong Qingxue, at first you kept persuading me to concede defeat, didn't you?" Faced with Murong Qingxue's hostility, Murong Qingyan sneered with a mocking laugh, "Now let's see who will admit defeat. It seems that you have nothing but pitiful strength and a glib tongue!"

"Murong Qingyan, you're courting death--" Enraged by Murong Qingyan's words, Murong Qingxue gnashed the teeth in anger and even wanted to rush to put up a desperate fight with Murong Qingyan.

"Since you don't want to admit defeat, then don't blame me."

A glimmer of gloom flashed in Murong Qingyan's eyes, then without hesitation, she shot forward and punched Murong Qingxue's face.