Right at that moment, the situation on the arena suddenly shifted.
Lin Maosan slashed out a fierce streak of sword light, yet it was instantly dissolved by the opponent's Nascent Soul force. Instead, the opponent seized the opening and slammed a palm toward his chest. Lin Maosan dodged in time, but was still swept by the palm wind, his whole body flung backward, crashing heavily at the edge of the arena.
Fang Shixin's expression turned ugly; he was just about to say something.
Li Mu merely gave a faint smile and said, "Battle is the best teacher. Let him comprehend it on his own."
On the arena, Lin Maosan struggled to his feet. He wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and was just about to use the Five Elements Escape Technique to evade, but the Nascent Soul disciple gave him no chance to resist. A single Dragon Flame Technique blasted him off the stage.
"Chen Yang, victory. Lin Maosan, defeated!"
