Jun Mohuang's attack momentum was not weak at all. Pei Ze was surprised, and his body was extremely fast to avoid her attack.
"Huh, little girl, I didn't expect you to be lucky. But then, you won't be so lucky."
Pei Ze snorted coldly, Jun Mohuang dodged his attack, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.
Then he intensified his offensive, and another wave of palm wind attacked Jun Mohuang.
Jun Mohuang still dodged the second attack without any damage and returned Pei Zetong's palm wind.
The third time, the fourth time, and the fifth time it was still the same.
The two people were light and fast, and everyone under the high platform only felt that the two figures on the stage, green and red, were as elegant as two clouds.
The two of them were going back and forth on the stage, and in the blink of an eye they had been fighting each other for more than ten rounds.
Jun Mohuang was still smiling. Not to mention that Pei Ze wanted to kill her, he didn't even touch a single hair or corner of her clothes.
Seeing this, the people from Qianhuan Academy gradually relaxed their expressions.
Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of other bystanders, wondering how Jun Mohuang could sustain such a dozen rounds under Pei Ze without any damage.
"Pei Ze, hurry up and kill her!"
Sect Leader Peng of the Lingxiao Sect was furious. It was embarrassing enough that the forty-nine disciples of the Lingxiao Sect were defeated by the students of Qianhuan Academy.
And now, Pei Ze, the dignified chief disciple of the Lingxiao Sect and in the early ninth level of the Spirit-casting Realm, spent more than ten rounds dealing with Jun Mohuang without even injuring anyone.
Sect Master Peng now only feels that his face has been thrown into outer space.
"As you command, Lord Sect Master!"
When Pei Ze heard Sect Master Peng's instructions, he felt angry. He pushed hard and a large amount of spiritual energy came out from his palm, turning into a ten-meter-long spiritual energy blade and slashing towards Jun Mohuang.
The attack power of the spirit blade is several times more powerful than the palm wind.
Humph, Jun Mohuang was lucky enough to escape from his palm wind, but it is absolutely impossible to escape from his spiritual energy blade!
But Pei Ze miscalculated again this time. Facing his spiritual blade attack, Jun Mohuang not only dodged the first, second, third, fourth...
Until the ninth time, she was able to dodge easily and nimbly, and she still had the energy to fight back with a spiritual blade of the same size.
Pei Ze was so angry that he began to increase the number of spiritual energy blades to three, five, and seven at a time... and even later evolved to more than twenty spiritual energy blades at a time.
Jun Mohuang naturally showed no sign of weakness and fought back with the same number and level of spiritual energy blades every time.
On the high platform, the spiritual energy blades issued by the two people flew all over the sky, hitting the high platform and the barrier, making a "rumbling" sound and splashing countless tiny stone fragments.
Among the dense spiritual energy blades, Jun Mohuang and Pei Ze's figures flexibly shuttled between them, but neither of them was injured by a single spiritual energy blade.
Many onlookers in the audience couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when they saw this scene.
If the person on the high platform had been him, he would have been cut into pieces by the dense web of spiritual energy blades.
Jun Mohuang and Pei Ze are now unscathed, which makes people admire them.
Luckily for Pei Ze, he was at the ninth level of the Spirit Casting Realm after all. The fact that Jun Mohuang could do this made them even more impressed and exclaimed a miracle.
"Wow, Jun Mohuang is so awesome! He even tied with Pei Ze, who is at the ninth level of the Soul Casting Realm! He is simply my idol!"
"Yeah, it's amazing, even better than Pei Ze. She must have awakened a very powerful talent."
(End of chapter)