Alam Mandala
Three letters

Sheng Shu then walked to the middle of the field to paint. Everyone looked seriously at every second of the girl's movements. Surely, they all knew who was in the arena right now, and they did not want to miss a second of the moves he made, even walking alone.

Sheng Shu took out a paper, then took out a brush from behind her dress.

He then wrote something on the paper. It didn't take long, he finally stopped and finished his scratch.

Everyone was very curious about what Sheng Shu made with such a brush with black ink.

However, they had to be disappointed when Sheng Shu saluted then jumped up and returned to Bing Jiazhi's side. He handed over the paper he had brought.

Bing Jiazhi glanced at him, then nodded. “You do have talent in painting.”

“What do you understand from the three letters that are there?” Sheng Shu asked calmly.

He only wrote three characters in the white paper, and it was impossible to have art in painting. All the letters there are too ordinary to be called an art.

Bing Jiazhi did not answer him, instead he told him to leave.

Sheng Shu gave it to him. Not far away, he looked at both of Bing Jiazhi's wrists. He smiled, then turned around and finally disappeared.

Nothing could stop Sheng Shu from moving. All of them could only be curious about what he was painting and why it was only given to the man. Was there a close relationship between Sheng Shu and her? Everyone was wondering like that, except for Liang Ting’er, he already knew who that person was.

He stood up and walked out without saying. People just look at him. The atmosphere was so quiet when this happened, but not long after they started whispering, there were also people talking blatantly about this.

Meanwhile, the race continues, but of course the people are not as excited as before, but they continue who will win, he said, although they knew the winner would be difficult to determine because of Lan Se Se, the jury of this race did not exist.

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After exiting the race area, Bing Jiazhi stopped in front of the exit gate. Zhizhu stopped beside him. He then looked at Bing Jiazhi and aired what made him stop.

“Someone came.”

Zhizhu then slightly drew her sword and acted alert. With her occasionally raised short hair and beautiful cold face, she looked extremely charming.

As Bing Jiazhi said, moments later a whirlwind appeared in front of him. Slowly a woman's feet came out of it. Then his hands and body. A blue-clothed woman appeared from there and soon the vortex disappeared. It was none other than Liang Ting’er.

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He looked at Bing Jiazhi with a sharp gaze and at the same time had a high curiosity towards the young man.

A calm and courageous look always adorned Bing Jiazhi's face, which was even hard to find from others.

Zhizhu who was beside him had drawn a sword and a dazzling glint emanated. The sword was very white and shiny. People would wonder how sharp and powerful the Sword was.

Liang Ting’er did not care about Zhizhu's attitude, he focused on Bing Jiazhi and expressed his intention to come. “Do you not want to know the state of your wife, young man?”

Bing Jiazhi remained calm under such circumstances. And his face did not look the slightest interest in what Liang Ting’er said.

But, Zhizhu looked surprised and very interested in what Liang Ting’er said. He then looked at both wrists Bing Jiazhi then understood.

“The relationship between us is no longer there,” replied Bing Jiazhi coldly.

“What is so right?” asked Liang Ting’er convincingly.

Bing Jiazhi nodded.

“He always took care of you when you were in the bamboo sect, it would be a crime if you did not repay his kindness.”

Bing Jiazhi seemed uninterested in what had happened to Huang Shu, so he said, “You are right, but I have replied to him in other ways. We've paid each other, so this doesn't need to be continued. Old granny, if there's no more, I have to go.”

Bing Jiazhi then walked over, but Liang Ting’er blocked him by stretching out his hands.

Called old grandmother, she did not feel angry, only she did this to find out the strength Bing Jiazhi had. If he was unable to bring him to the sect, he could at least treat the curiosity in his heart.

Mandala's natural energy slowly spread from Liang Ting's body’er and made the dust in the air in chaos.

Six Mandala rings appeared and shone on his forehead along with an extremely strong pressure.

If Zhizhu and Bing Jiazhi were to unite against him, they would most likely be able to defeat him, but when Zhizhu was about to step forward and take out her Mandala ring, she was stopped by Bing Jiazhi.

Zhizhu frowned and asked Bing Jiazhi in a slightly angry tone, “Why did you stop me?”

“He just wants to fight with me.”

“Then, can I not interfere?” Zhizhu asked annoyedly.

“He wouldn't be happy if you came along and anyway, he wouldn't dare hurt me.”

Zhizhu then reinserted her sword quickly and a hissing sound followed her. “Hmp! I want to see if your words are true.”

Zhizhu then turned around and jumped over the gate. He snorted and his face pouted. He then crossed his legs and crossed his hands while looking at the upcoming show. “ Junior sister is too arrogant, be careful, because it might just bring you in danger.”

Bing Jiazhi then took out his three rings and his aura collided with Liang Ting's aura’er. However, due to the difference in strength, Bing Jiazhi's aura instantly disappeared upon contact.

Liang Ting’er's face was extremely cold and a few strands of his hair were swinging. He did not expect that his opponent had the aura and strength of a tier four within a few days of not meeting. It surprised him a lot, but it also made him very excited to continue the fight.

In addition, he was also surprised after seeing the core flow of Mandala Bing Jiazhi which is very calm like a lake without wind, which indicates that Bing Jiazhi is currently still very calm. Seeing him made him think, whether the young man before him had some sort of card or secret power.

One ring was removed. Both of Liang Ting’er's eyes turned bluish and looked even more sinister than before. The second ring is removed. A long sword appeared in his hand.

“Young, beware,” exclaimed Liang Ting’er and ran forward.

Meanwhile, Bing Jiazhi took out two of his rings. It was speed and teleportation.

He picked up the sword on his back then ran forward.

Although the speed that Bing Jiazhi had was very fast, Liang Ting’er was still able to follow his movements. So, even though it was very fast, in his eyes it looked slow.

After predicting Bing jiazhi's movements, Liang Ting’er swung his sword to the side wanting to split Bing Jiazhi's body apart.

Bing Jiazhi quickly disappeared using teleportation, then appeared a few meters away from Liang Ting’er. His face was still calm, but his gaze was sharper than before.

“Young... Why are you backing out?” Liang Ting’er could not help but ask.

“Because I want it.”

Bing Jiazhi then walked over after saying that. He then dashed quickly towards Liang Ting’er again.