The outcome of the battle being a draw was beyond the expectation of many people present. As they looked at Song Qing, who tumbled down from the wall in a sorry state, the two old stewards of the Ten Thousand Gold Chamber wore an expression of shock. Immediately after, their faces turned a little grim. Just now, they were saying that Song Qing would be more than able to take on the task, but unexpectedly, this was the result.
"Ho ho, you two, my choice should be right, shouldn't it?" Dong Su covered her mouth and let out a giggle. At this point, she had already reined in her astonishment. Her beautiful eyes took a curious look at Lin Dong; his mental strength seemed to be stronger than that of a normal one-seal spiritualist. Otherwise, there would be no way he could have so easily defeated Song Qing, who was at the middle stage of the Celestial Yuan realm.
The two old stewards gave out a forced laugh and could only nod their heads: "Manager Su's insight is indeed very good, we two old men are very impressed."
When these two old guys finally stopped pestering, Xia Zilan let out a sigh of relief. Then her gaze fell on Song Qing in a sorry state, and immediately her pretty face changed as she shouted in alarm: "Song Qing, what are you doing?!"
"Bang!"
Xia Zilan's shout had just ended when Song Qing, with a sinister look on his face, shot out once again. A sharp short sword appeared in his hand as he stabbed ruthlessly and craftily towards Lin Dong.
Seeing this guy's persistence, Lin Dong frowned. Just as he was about to act again, his eyes suddenly saw a blur. Then a graceful figure exuding a mature charm appeared in front of him. She gently raised her jade-like hands, and a gust of primordial energy swept out like a violent wind, directly throwing Song Qing into several somersaults.