The God Realm
12. Admiration Everyone

Qing Ling was silent without any intention of replying to We Luang. With a calm gaze, Qing Ling stood above the arena five meters away from We Luang's position.

We Luang, who felt neglected by Qing Ling, did not give up so easily.

" A very beautiful Goddess, I never thought of hurting you. What if you just give up, then become my lover. You take it easy, I'll take very good care of you later.." Said We Luang confidently, looking at Qing Ling's expressionless face.

Hearing that, it made everyone start talking about the shameless figure of We Luang. Moreover, he had intentionally said such a thing, which was the same as having demeaned a woman.

On the other hand, Xu Tian stared furiously at We Luang.

" If I had known something like this would happen, I would have made sure that I would have beaten and tortured you. Even if all your people ask me to stop, I will still do it until you are on the edge of death!" Inner Xu Tian was full of anger.

Qing Ling looked towards the referee, then asked him to start the match immediately.

The referee nodded his head, then walked to the middle between the two of them.

" Start!"

After the referee started the match, Qing Ling quickly raised her hand up.

" Swush...." The air around him became extremely cold as the three sword blades created from his Ice element pointed at We Luang.

We Luang chuckled softly, then looked at Qing Ling by shaking her head.

" Since you want to fight with me so badly, then I will gladly serve. You take it easy, I'll just give you a little cut on that beautiful part of your body." Said We Luang by licking his lower lip.

" Josh...." We Luang fused his palms together in front of his chest, then appeared a white-colored energy forming a shield capable of blocking the attacks of cultivators one level higher than his cultivation realm.

" Stupid!" Said Xu Tian slowly looking at what We Luang was doing.

How could the shield be able to block Qing Ling's attack that had a cultivation level far higher than We Luang.

Qing Ling looked at We Luang coldly, then began to move one of her fingers.

" Swush...." One of the three sword blades shot out at high speed towards We Luang.

Everyone shook their heads uncertainly, even the sect representative also underestimated the attack Qing Ling had unleashed.

At the moment when everyone thought Qing Ling's attack was so weak, suddenly the blade of the ice sword smashed into and smashed We Luang's white shield into pieces.

We Luang was knocked back five meters, fresh blood coming out of the corner of his lips with his body trembling.

Everyone stared in disbelief, even some sect representative elders to the point of standing from his seat.

" An attack that looks weak, but it turns out to be very strong!" Said one of the elders of the sect representative.

We Luang himself was still standing with a surprised look, he had never thought that the woman who was his opponent was so strong.

Everyone who was around the arena looked at Qing Ling with admiration they did not expect that the beautiful-looking woman had such high strength.

The shield that We Luang made was even destroyed very easily.

The eyes of the sect representative elders could not be separated from the figure of Qing Ling, they were very interested in recruiting Qing Ling to be a part of her sect.

Qing Ling remained standing quietly undisturbed with everyone's gaze fixed on her. While We Luang himself looked extremely embarrassed and angry, this was the first time he had been so humiliated in front of so many people, especially by a woman. He can't just accept this.

We Luang then fused his two hands together with a stomp of his feet on the floor. The stone that became the arena stage suffered a rift along with the appearance of white energy surrounding its body.

" Swush...." A large axe appeared in his right hand.

Some of the geniuses who were on the bench of the participants, looked very serious looking at what We Luang did.

" Miss, you better be more careful. We Luang will never let you go this time.." Said one of the participants.

Qing Ling simply remained silent without moving the slightest bit from her place.

Xu Tian and Bai Hu looked extremely calm, the two of them already knew how far the strength Qing Ling had, so the two of them were not worried in the least. But not with Manager Ang and Zhu Ming looking worried about Qing Ling's safety.

Both of We Luang's eyes exuded an extremely powerful intent to immediately finish off his enemy.

" Swush...." We Luang shot out at high speed towards Qing Ling. When the distance was close, he then used one of his Kampung techniques.

" Swush..." The red-coloured axe gave off a very blinding light to the eyes making everyone's gaze disturbed.

" Boom...." The sound of explosions sounded very loud.

Everyone was very confident that Qing Ling would lose to such a tragic circumstance.

Dust began to fill around the arena with the state of the place around it being destroyed. The cultivators present in the venue immediately made a defensive shield to dissipate the extremely powerful energy spreading from the arena stage.

" It is very dear to a beautiful woman that seems to have to die..."

" right.. He had chosen the wrong opponent.." Everyone's conversation started to sound, they deeply regretted Qing Ling's desperate incident against We Luang who was famous for being so sadistic and cruel.

Until a while later, the air around him became very tense with the appearance of ice above the sky.

" Dhuaaarrr...." Loud explosions resumed at the site after hundreds of ices fell like rain.

Everyone was shocked to see that.

" You must realize the power you have! You're not my opponent at all." Said Qing Ling by touching the Measles of We Luang using her index finger.

" Dhuaaarrr...." We Luang's axe shattered into pieces along with his body that was thrown to the point of destroying the spectator bench.

Everyone could clearly hear Qing Ling's voice and the sound of shattered objects.

Until they began to realize that We Luang had now been thrown out of the arena with a body that was severely injured.

The entire arena suddenly became silent, they all had not expected that Qing Ling would defeat We Luang so easily.

Once again the views of the sect representative elders led to the figure of Qing Ling who was standing without moving a single bit from her place with great interest in bringing her to the sect.

Without saying anything more, Qing Ling then walked down the arena towards the seat of a handsome young man who was also staring at her with a smile.

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