On the second day, outside the Lingxi Cliff.
The place was bustling with noise and excitement, unlike the cold and cheerless atmosphere of the past.
There were also the Shangguan and Zhao Sects' Sect Elders standing on both sides of the stage, watching the fight.
Puzzled, she asked Shangguan Yier: "Junior sister Shangguan, how could you send this brat to participate in such an important competition?"
"He's only at the fifth level of open pulse state, but Junior brother Lin and Junior Sister Jiang both have the cultivation of the eighth level of open pulse state, which is a hundred times stronger than this brat."
"If we lose again in the competition, and the next three months of Lingxi Cliff will be controlled by the Zhao Family, then our Shangguan disciples will be separated by the Zhao Family, how will you take responsibility for that?"
Du Lang talked nonstop, talking a lot of words while spittle flew all over his body.
Shangguan Yier tightly knitted her brows, and said indifferently: "Senior Brother Lin and Senior Sister Jiang's strength are indeed not bad, but you have already seen the previous few times of duels, and both of them are no match for Mo Luoge."
If Du Lang's cultivation was not the highest in the Shangguan Family's spiritual stage, Shangguan Yier would not be willing to interact with such people.
It was one thing to have a slovenly appearance and a disgusting body odor, but to have such narrow-mindedness and contempt for others.
"What about this kid? He's even worse. When he goes on stage, he won't be able to take a single blow and will only embarrass our Shangguan Family. How can we hold our head up in front of the Zhao Family in the future?" Du Lang continued to chatter.
Shangguan Yier's face turned cold, she did not expect Du Lang to be so unreasonable and overbearing.
With an ice-cold expression, he said: "If you don't accept it, you can just withdraw from the competition. Just me and Junior Brother Mu are enough."
"Yi'er, how can you speak like that? Hurry up and apologize to Brother Du, our Shangguan family is relying on Brother Du this time."
Meanwhile, a voice sounded, and a young man with sharp eyes and sword-shaped eyebrows walked over from afar.
He was Shangguan Yier's cousin, Shangguan Xiao.
Shangguan Xiao walked in front of Du Lang and cupped his fists and said: "On behalf of my cousin, I apologize to Brother Du, I hope that Brother Du will forgive me."
Seeing how respectful Shangguan Xiao respected him, the arrogance in his heart grew.
Feeling irreplaceable in Shangguan Family, he raised his head high and said: "No worries, no worries. Junior Shangguan is a spoiled child after all, so it is normal for her mouth to be open, but this brat is too much of a hindrance. Senior Shangguan knows how to handle this, right?"
Shangguan Xiao nodded, then walked in front of Shangguan Yier, and berated her: "Yi'er, how can you be so ignorant to actually bringing such a weak disciple to participate in such an important competition, it concerns the owner of Lingxi Cliff."
"Fortunately, I was worried and came over to take a look. I didn't expect that you would act so inappropriately now. If grandpa were to know about this, how disappointed would I be!"
After reprimanding Shangguan Yier, the expression in her eyes turned to look at Mu Yu, and waved her hand in disdain: "What are you standing around for, don't tell me you want me to ask you to leave?"
Mu Yu sneered in his heart, "A person with such a mediocre cultivation dares to come over and point at them."