Bai He could not help but sigh inwardly, Xue Yanming was truly powerful.
With such swordsmanship, among all the first-generation disciples of Lingguang Sect, only Ye Shiyuan could probably match him.
As for Pan Yi, he was simply unlucky to encounter such a formidable opponent the moment he stepped onto the stage.
Xue Yanming did not prolong the fight.
In less than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, he defeated Pan Yi.
Pan Yi's face turned ugly and in that instant, his composure completely fell apart.
His movements became distorted and uncoordinated.
It no longer resembled a formal sect competition at all, but rather a street brawl.
It's painful to watch.
Once again, it was Zhou Yifei who stepped in at the right moment and called a halt to the match.
Xue Yanming withdrew the sword in his hand with a look of disdain on his face.
"So you are the Sect Master's chief disciple of Lingguang Sect? Compared to Brother Ye, you're far inferior."
