"Alas," Luo Kang sighed slightly as he watched Su Yueze fly out of the arena. He then waved his hand, and a stream of spiritual energy caught the falling Su Yueze, slowly lowering him before Li Xuan.
Li Xuan immediately stepped forward to check on him.
At this moment, Su Yueze had lost consciousness. After a brief examination, Li Xuan quickly had Su Yueze sit cross-legged and began to help him heal.
However, just as Li Xuan was about to start treating Su Yueze, Luo Kang stepped forward and stopped him.
To Li Xuan's bewildered look, Luo Kang slowly shook his head and said, "You still have a match, and you cannot waste your spiritual energy now. Conserve your strength; your master will handle this."
With that said, Luo Kang waved his hand again, lifting Su Yueze and the other four disciples, and shot towards the peak of the Seventh Peak.
Li Xuan nodded slightly. After watching Luo Kang leave with his senior brother Su Yueze and the other four, a look of determination flickered in his eyes. He then murmured, "Master, don't worry, I will do my best to enter the top ten!"
Time quietly slipped away. Five minutes later, the five-colored pillar of light moved towards Li Xuan's position again. Clearly, it was time for the second match.
Seeing the five-colored pillar of light envelop him and stop, Li Xuan's mind stirred, and he shot towards a lit arena. He saw a man in a purple shirt arrive at the arena at the same time, and Li Xuan's gaze sharpened as spiritual energy circulated within him.
"I was wondering who I would face in the second round, and it turns out to be someone from the Seventh Peak. It seems that everyone from your Seventh Peak, except for you, has already been eliminated. If you lose this match too, your Seventh Peak might be completely wiped out this time."
"Oh, right. I heard that your master, Elder Luo, has even gambled his Elder position on this disciple competition. If I were to extinguish your only hope, tsk, it really sounds exciting."
"Kid, I won't hold back. So, just admit defeat and get lost. Otherwise, being carried away defeated will make your Seventh Peak lose even more face!"
The man in the purple robe glanced at Li Xuan with a condescending air.
"You think too highly of yourself. I'm curious why I've encountered so many people from your Third Peak today. But since we've met, I'll just knock you down. I'm eager to see the look on your face when you're defeated under the gaze of so many people."
As Li Xuan finished speaking, he moved and charged directly at the purple-robed man.
"Arrogant!" Seeing Li Xuan initiate the attack, a fierce look gathered in the purple-robed man's eyes. Then, streaks of spiritual light emanated from his body as he lunged at Li Xuan.
Bang, bang, bang!
The two collided in the center of the arena. In just a few breaths, they had exchanged dozens of blows. As the fight continued, Li Xuan's expression grew calmer. On the other hand, as the purple-robed man continuously clashed with Li Xuan, a hint of horror gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Is that all you've got? In that case, get off the stage!" At this moment, Li Xuan, while constantly fighting the purple-robed man, had also gauged the latter's physical strength.
With a thought, he increased his force, channeling terrifying spiritual energy into his left arm before unleashing a punch.
Seeing this, the purple-robed man's figure shot backward. The spiritual light on his body flickered rapidly, and he actually activated his spiritual energy barrier.
During the close-quarters combat with Li Xuan, the purple-robed man had already felt the strength of Li Xuan's physique. With every touch, the tiger's mouth on his hand felt numb from the impact.
Now, the punch Li Xuan had thrown was clearly more powerful than his previous ones. If he tried to block it head-on, he would likely not be able to withstand it.
Seeing the purple-robed man choose to retreat, Li Xuan's lips curled into a slight smile. He looked at the purple-robed man as if he were an idiot.
The purple-robed man, seeing the mocking smile on Li Xuan's face, secretly thought, "This is not good."
Just as the purple-robed man was preparing to change his retreat trajectory, Li Xuan's figure instantly flashed and disappeared from his original position. The purple-robed man's uneasy feeling intensified.
Boom!
Accompanied by a loud explosion, the purple-robed man spurted a mouthful of blood. His body was flung heavily out of the arena and plummeted towards the direction of the Third Peak.
As the purple-robed man flew out of the arena, the arena where Li Xuan stood dimmed.
Li Xuan had won his second battle.
High in the sky, An Batian, positioned in the center, twitched his eyebrows and looked at Li Xuan through the clouds. He then slowly opened his mouth and said, "This child, is he Luo Kang's newly accepted disciple?"
"Indeed. This child, I have been paying some attention to him. Both his first and second matches were won with ease," replied an old man to An Batian's right, nodding slightly.
An Batian raised his eyebrows slightly, cast a thoughtful glance at Li Xuan, then slowly withdrew his gaze and swept his eyes around before saying, "Of the Seventh Peak's five disciples, only this young fellow remains."
"Let's hope this young fellow can bring some luck to the Seventh Peak."