At this moment, it seemed as though the crowd wasn't particularly hoping for one specific person to win, nor were they especially eager for anyone to lose; they just wanted to watch the two continue fighting.

"This time, if Duan Lang can triumph, I believe with his aptitude, he should break through to the late stage of the Earth Immortal realm!"

Hearing these words coming from beside him, Modao Zi was slightly taken aback, only to find that Shangguan Yu had somehow arrived at his side unnoticed.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ye Qianmei had also flown back behind Bai Xiaofan, her white dress fluttering like a fairy descending to the mortal realm, making people afraid to look too long lest they desecrate this beautiful celestial maiden.

However, those enchanting eyes, filled with deep affection as she gazed lovingly at her beloved, made everyone feel a slight pain in their hearts, as if their own cherished love was being stolen away.

"For this battle, if Duan Lang wants to win, he's likely going to have to play his trump card. This Bai Xiaofan is not simple, even I wouldn't dare claim I could easily defeat him!"

Modao Zi shook his head lightly, his voice carrying a weighty tone.

Upon hearing Modao Zi's earnest words, Shangguan Yu was left stunned, her beautiful eyes incredulously staring at Modao Zi, unable to believe such words came from him.

She had been with Modao Zi longer than Duan Lang, so her understanding of him was deeper than anyone else's.

Was Modao Zi implying that even if Duan Lang could defeat Bai Xiaofan, it would still be a situation of mutual destruction?

Moreover, she seemed to detect a hint of yearning in Modao Zi's words for a battle with Bai Xiaofan.

Everyone believed that Modao Zi was unsmiling and uninterested in anyone, regardless of their strength or weakness!

But that wasn't true!

Those who knew Modao Zi understood that he was also a total fanatic, a martial arts enthusiast entirely devoted to the martial path.

He wasn't uninterested in everyone, rather, those people simply did not pique his interest. Those who could interest him were surely masters among masters.

Could it be that Bai Xiaofan had already become so powerful?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Yu pondered for a moment and asked the question in her heart!

Even though she had already guessed Modao Zi's response the moment the question was asked, she still wanted to hear what Modao Zi had to say.

"If I were to fight Bai Xiaofan, what would my chances of winning be?"

As soon as the words fell, Shangguan Yu's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Modao Zi.

"At most fifty percent, assuming you can set up a Formation and Bai Xiaofan doesn't have more advanced techniques. Otherwise, only thirty percent at most!"

Modao Zi pondered for a moment, seeming to think it over very carefully before giving his answer.

Sss!

Hearing Modao Zi's answer, Shangguan Yu couldn't help but draw a sharp breath, her beautiful eyes showing deep shock.

Although she knew that Modao Zi always answered this type of question honestly, at this moment she still wanted to say, can't you be a little less honest? Would it kill you?

Don't you know that telling the truth can be very hurtful?

"Are you disappointed this time?"

In response to the reactions of those around, the two in mid-air appeared to be completely unconcerned. Bai Xiaofan looked at Duan Lang opposite him, asking calmly, his voice showing no elation or displeasure.

"Very pleased, it's been a long time since anyone could injure me. So to repay you, I've decided to give you the swiftest death when I kill you, cut off your head. How does that sound?"

Duan Lang raised his injured arm, licking the fresh blood, a sinister smile playing on his lips. He looked like an enraged wolf eyeing a lamb delivered to its door, cruel and merciless!

"Not bad at all, but how should I kill you then? Flatten you into a meat patty and deliver you to your Blood Demon Clan friends?"

Bai Xiaofan smiled slightly, his face still wearing that harmless smile!

Hearing the mid-air conversation, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes hard.

Come on, can you be a bit more serious?

You're speaking like you're painting a picture!

"Water-Slicing Blade!"

Instead of responding to Bai Xiaofan, Duan Lang took a direct step forward. Somehow, a scimitar appeared in his hand, slashing down on Bai Xiaofan's head from top to bottom without any embellishment.

Blade unleashed!

Water cuts!

As Duan Lang's blade slashed down, almost everyone could perceive that the air in front of Duan Lang appeared to be split in two, as if a swiftly flowing stream was being cut down the middle by an external force.

"Water-Slicing? Stop deluding yourself, Time!"

Bai Xiaofan's lips curled into a cold smile as he pointed towards the descending scimitar that seemed to rend the very heavens and earth.

He's gone mad!

This Bai Xiaofan must be mad!

If he hasn't gone mad, how could he use his hand to meet Duan Lang's blade head-on?

Both the Blood Demon Clan and the Demons thought unanimously this very moment.

Modao Zi and Shangguan Yu's pupils contracted sharply, as if witnessing an unbelievable spectacle.

The higher one's cultivation, the broader one's vision becomes, naturally granting insights that others cannot compare to.

Artistic Conception power!

In Bai Xiaofan's finger, they actually sensed the power of Artistic Conception.

Ye Qianmei, too, found her eyes slightly narrowed, and the smile on her face deepened, not disappointed with her man. Even without his power restored to its peak, he couldn't be easily controlled by anyone, always able to deliver unexpected surprises!

An invisible Artistic Conception of time wrapped around Duan Lang's blade as Bai Xiaofan pointed delicately.

Instantly, it was as if the water-slicing blade had met with a slab of mud; no matter how much force applied, it couldn't advance an inch further, as if held back by a mysterious power.

Meanwhile, the surrounding air, perturbed by the water-slicing blade, returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened.

Noticing this change, everyone present was stunned.

Nobody had anticipated that Duan Lang's fiercely aggressive slash would be so effortlessly neutralized by Bai Xiaofan.

This is impossible, Duan Lang's prowess was acknowledged by both the Blood Demon Clan and the Demons alike.

Even if Bai Xiaofan was strong enough to withstand Duan Lang's strike, it shouldn't have been this easy!

"Such formidable Artistic Conception power, this young man's understanding of Artistic Conception may have already surpassed that person's!"

Modao Zi remarked in a slightly low tone as he observed the battling pair, his gaze toward Bai Xiaofan growing increasingly serious and intrigued.

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