Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

“Get out of the ring, now, and you, will still be, able, to spare a little bit of, your dignity,” instructed Baili Han coldly without even looking E Shulan in the eye. His tone was full of undisguised hatred and disdain.

Everyone watching from around the elevated fighting ring was shocked into a daze by Baili Han’s words. These words were not merely contemptuous, they were humiliating, thoroughly humiliating.

Putting aside their differences in cultivation levels, E Shulan still bore the identity of being a Deity’s Servant Girl, but yet she received such a heartless and humiliating statement from Baili Han like this. She recalled the previous matches where Baili Han had not even said a word, instead keeping calm and displaying the airs of a strong cultivator. So, what was going on with him today?

Those who were sensitive immediately noticed that Baili Han probably either had some conflict with the Deity Temple or some conflict with E Shulan herself. No matter which kind it was, today’s match was destined to not be a plain one.

E Shulan was also stunned. After that, her fair face turned red. Obviously, anger was burning inside her. She naturally could perceive that Baili Han was clearly showing her that he would rather not get along with her. Just thinking about it, she had the impulse to back away from this match. The abilities of one in the realm of Great Fulfilment after experiencing Heavenly Lightning Striking The Body was absolutely not within her capabilities to fight against. However, as a Deity’s Servant Girl, if she did not even have the courage to fight, it would definitely negatively affect the reputation of the Deity Temple once it was made known.

After a moment of hesitation, E Shulan remained in the fighting ring. Even if she lost, it was not a big deal. After all, her own cultivation was indeed a distance away from Baili Han’s. As long as she fought to protect the reputation of the Deity Temple, she would not receive any kind of punishment.

Little did E Shulan know that shortly after this, she would come to deeply regret her current decision. One could lose a battle in many ways and some of these ways could be much more disgraceful than losing without choosing to fight.

The brass bell rang, signaling the start of the match.

E Shulan slowly drew her mother-son sword and started chanting the ancient scripture, very quickly concentrating her Battle Qi Level 8 to its extreme. Facing Baili Han who possessed cultivation far stronger than hers, she decided to use her strongest cultivation to launch her first attack.

E Shulan’s only thought was that she would do her best to fight in this match with the most elegant demeanor possible so that even if she lost, she could display the dignity of the Deity Temple. However, did she even think her opponent would give her that chance?

Her long sword radiated the light and might only possible for those at Battle Qi Level 8. Around the fighting ring, everyone held their breaths and stared at the two contenders in the ring intently, fearful of missing a single detail.

Baili Han’s face remained calm as he slowly narrowed in on E Shulan step by step. E Shulan felt an incomparable suppression with every step forward he took. His footsteps were hefty, weighing heavily on her heart. Baili Han did not draw his sword from the beginning to the end. This made it even more humiliating for E Shulan. She was not a worthy enough opponent for him to even draw his sword!

Seeing the confidence in Baili Han, E Shulan only felt the pressure upon her becoming greater and greater. She gritted her teeth and suddenly the son sword flew out from the hilt of her sword and shot out towards Baili Han, its small blade covered in a thick and chilling white light.

There was a cry of exclamation from the audience. They recalled that in the last match, E Shulan had used this small sword to shatter the golden whip held in the hands of Lan Xinyu who was at Battle Qi Level 8. At this moment, the light on the small sword became even more concentrated as it pierced through the air towards Baili Han.

Baili Han’s footsteps did not halt or waver at all as he casually infiltrated the ball of white light by reaching into it with his hand. In the blink of an eye, the white light disappeared, and the exquisite small sword appeared between two of his fingers, trembling and letting out what sounded like trembling screeches.

The small sword which destroyed the golden whip of a Battle Qi Level 8 warrior was actually being caught by Baili Han using only two of his fingers!