A good show was about to start, and the disciples were all getting excited. Not long ago, Zhao Feiyan had threatened Lin Xuan, and now, unexpectedly, the two were about to duel.
"Haha, that Lin Xuan is probably in for a miserable end," Wu Ming, Zhang Yang, and Zhao Jie gloated.
Sun Tian and Liu Ruyue also sneered. "Let's see you act so arrogant this time."
Feng Qingxue's expression turned grim. She said to Lin Xuan, "You should just give up." She was very worried about him and didn't want to see him get hurt.
Lin Xuan smiled. "Don't worry, she's no match for me at all."
Even the elders were whispering among themselves. Ultimately, they all believed Lin Xuan couldn't possibly win, because the gap in strength between the two was simply too vast.
"Winning is impossible, but how many moves do you think he can withstand?" Ling Fengzi asked.
The other elders chimed in, "He'll be defeated instantly, right?"
