Like A Wasteland

The second day had arrived.

There were a lot more people watching the crowd near the platform compared to the day. The news of Shi Mu defeating Yun Xiao in one fell swoop had naturally attracted more attention.

Above the ring, Shi Mu and Ling Feng stood opposite each other.

"Brother Shi Mu made such progress in less than ten years. Not only did you improve in physical strength but in skill as well. It seems that you've put in a lot of hard work," said Ling Feng.

"Thank you for your praise. However, for today, I would like to ask for your guidance in return," Shi Mu replied.

"I have nothing more to guide you on, but I'll go all out today."

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"It might be like back then, where I was defeated by Ling Feng during the championship," Shi Mu said with a smile.

"Alright then!" Ling Feng laughed as a blue light flashed and a three-foot sword appeared in his hand.