In contrast, the faces of the Tianyin Sect members were not looking too good. Mengdie was incredibly powerful. It was clear her mastery wasn't limited to the arts of the Five Elements; in addition, her speed and skills were also a notch above their own.
"Master, I lost."
"There's no need to say more. Losing to Mengdie is normal," Qing Yin said with a wave of his hand, gesturing for his disciple to step back, as his gaze like lightning shifted toward the direction of the Holy Hall.
Indeed, with the sparring between the two great hidden sects concluded, it was naturally time for the disciples of the Holy Hall to demonstrate their martial prowess.
Looking at the empty field, Forbes, with a benevolent smile on his aged face, said, "Which disciple would like to try their skills against Miss Mengdie?"
