Xue Qianxue repeated coldly as her golden eyes flashed across the great hall, "I don't wish to say again. Anyone that wants to fight Ling Feiyue has to fight with me first!"
Now that Xue Qianxue had warned everyone not to interfere in her duel, the cultivators from the seven major orthodox clans began to hesitate.
When they saw that the thirty odd unorthodox golden celestials on Ling Feiyue were also pointing their swords at them, everyone decided to adopt a wait and see approach first.
After all, no one would like to have a taste of Xue Qianxue's ninth rank Sacred Maiden Profound Art first and moreover they would also be attacked by the thirty odd golden celestials that were on Ling Feiyue's side.
Ling Feiyue giggled softly, "Qianxue, this hall is a little too small for us. I don't want to be accused of destroying your sect's great hall and I am too poor to pay for the damages. Why don't we fight outside?"
