Looking at the weak Fei Xiaoyu, Yu Dashuai's mind went blank and he didn't know what to say.

"You... say something." He touched Fei Xiaoyu's forehead with his hand, and Fei Xiaoyu's forehead was hot.

Marishal Yu shouted several times before Fei Xiaoyu opened his eyes slowly.

"Why are you here..." Fei Xiaoyu looked at Marishal Yu.

"Stupid boy, let me go!" The song was furious when Mr. Yu was holding Fei Xiaoyu in his arms.

Fei Xiaoyu is so identifiable that she is held in front of everyone by such a guy.

Mariss Yu seemed to turn a deaf ear to his words, and his expression was sad for a while, and then he smirked foolishly.

He was sad because Fei Xiaoyu was injured, and he was happy because he saw Fei Xiaoyu still had the strength to speak, so it might not be a big deal.

"It's fine if you're okay... It's fine if you're okay..."

"Silly, what can I do..." Fei Xiaoyu's voice was a little weak, and she wanted to stand up but fell back into Marshal Yu's arms.

Qu Zhongyi's fist was clattering, how could the Yiren, who was thinking about him, besides the other person's heart. Just as he was about to have an attack, Qian Lingxue came and took Fei Xiaoyu over.

A demonic power penetrated Fei Xiaoyu's body, and after a while, "Don't worry, there's nothing serious."

Hearing this, many disciples, including Mariser Yu, breathed a sigh of relief.

Qu Zhongyi stood by the side, took a deep breath, suppressing the anger.

"She is fine, but she can't fight anymore." Qianling Xue said.

At this time, a sound of regret came from the audience. Qian Lingxue's words mean that Fei Xiaoyu was defeated.

Even though victory is in sight, he finally returned with great defeat. The most important thing is that most people don’t even know how Fei Xiaoyu lost.

Long Wenmu put away Qian Yin, finally looked at Hong Tianyou, followed Qian Lingxue and jumped off the ring.

Qu Zhongyi also snorted coldly and followed.

Everyone came to the audience. Qian Lingxue first asked the onlookers to retreat, pulled up Fei Xiaoyu's sleeves, and saw three red dots on her arm.

"Hidden weapon." Long Wenmu said coldly.

The three red dots are only as big as needle holes, but this is clearly injured by external objects, and the three red dots are all red.

Finally, he did see something flying out of Hong Tianyou's bracelet, probably because of that.

Long Wenmu tried to cover the demonic power, but did not notice any foreign objects.

"What's going on?" Long Wenmu was a little puzzled.

Qian Lingxue lowered her eyebrows and pondered: "I have heard of a weapon called Shadow Needle. The needle is condensed by toxins, as thin as a hair, and penetrates into the human body and turns into poison gas without a trace. I guess it is this kind of thing. This weapon is evil and poisonous.

It is difficult to prevent, and it is basically used for assassination. However, depending on her situation, what is injected into her body should be just a powerful anesthetic. If the other party doesn't kill him, he will be fine if he rests for a few days."

Long Wenmu put his hand on Fei Xiaoyu's wrist and sensed it for a moment, and the situation was as Qian Lingxue said.

It's a blessing that it's okay. In the end, it may be because Fei Xiaoyu made a defense and hit his arm. If he hits other places, it would be difficult to live with the power of this hidden weapon alone.

Fei Xiaoyu's eyes were half closed and half closed, and she had not lost consciousness. The powerful anesthetic only made her unable to move, but her consciousness was still clear.

"Hey, although I've lost, my junior sister is fine as long as it's okay." Qu Zhongyi comforted her.

Fei Xiaoyu turned a deaf ear to his words and just stared at the ring.

"Master... Why is he still on stage..."

Long Wenmu and Qian Lingxue turned their heads at the same time, and then they realized that Marshal Yu was still on the stage at this moment.

Standing alone in the center of the arena, not far from Hong Tianyou.

Everyone looked up and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Who are you?" Hong Tianyou retrieved his short knife and looked at the person who stayed in the ring.

"I... who am I? Please pay attention to me." Shuai Yu thrust, even his legs trembling a little.

In front of everyone, this guy had a pair of three-bowed eyes. At first glance, his expression looked a bit ferocious, but when he looked at it, he shrank again.

"Master, what are you doing? Why don't you get out quickly!" Yu Qingfeng and the other two yelled in the audience.

No matter why he rushed to the stage, what he did now? Even the top three disciples of Qingyun Castle were defeated one after another. What could he do on it?

Mariss Yu didn't listen to the shouts, but stared at Hong Tianyou straight.

"What? You are the next opponent to me?" Hong Tianyou jokingly said.

"I...I won't fight you." Marishal Yu stuttered.

Standing on the stage and under the eyes of everyone, how could he not be nervous? He was used to stutter as long as he was nervous.

"Since you don't fight, why are you standing here and doing? Don't you go down?" Hong Tianyou shouted.

Fei Xiaoyu forced herself to sit up from the audience, frowned with two black eyebrows: "Master Yu, come down!"

She still didn't know how strong Marshal Yu was. Even if he showed off his courage, he would not be his opponent.

Previously, a disciple had his cultivation level deprived by the other party, so how could Fei Xiaoyu not worry about him?

Qu Zhongyi snorted coldly: "Looking for death."

Yu Dashuai didn't seem to hear the shouts around him, and he didn't know where the courage came from, and said to Hong Tianyou: "You are hurting people with hidden weapons, despicable."

Hong Tianyou was stunned, as if he heard the funnyest joke: "Dark weapon? Little brother, you haven't woken up. I won openly by winning her. When did I use the hidden weapon?"

There was a sigh in the audience because most people didn't see the scene of Hong Tianyou taking action.

Mr. Yu refused to give in: "Anyway... you just used it, you used the hidden weapon that moved the bracelet."

Hong Tianyou was slightly stunned and subconsciously hid his hand back.

Can this kid see it?

It is logical that the shadow needle is gone without a trace, and the eyesight of ordinary people cannot be seen. Could this kid be a master?

"Boy, are you from Yunxuan Country?"

“So what?”

"That means Yunxuan Country. Could it be that you want to fight me too?"

Mariss Yu curled his lips: "I...I won't fight you..."

"Since I don't fight, why are you staying here? Get out!" Hong Tianyou was a little angry.

"I...I can't get down..." Yu Dashuai pretended to be tough.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing? Come down quickly!" Yu Qingfeng and the other two were very anxious. Isn't the kind of battlefield Yu Damao coming up to seek death? Did he take the wrong medicine?

"You want to fight me?" Hong Tianyou asked again.

"I won't fight you..."

"Then get out of here."

"I won't go down..."

Hong Tianyou said terriblely: "You stinky brat, you don't know how to show off! Staying on the stage is someone who wants to fight against you!"

"I...I won't fight you..."

"If you don't fight, go downstairs!"

"Why..."

How could Hong Tianyou know why? What did he know?

He stayed on the stage without taking action or leaving the scene, Hong Tianyou still wanted to know why.

"Boy, you're playing tricks on me!" Hong Tianyou was really angry by him.

Seeing that the boy was shaking with his fierce eyes and trembling again, Hong Tianyou wanted to slap him to death with one palm.

"If you don't go down, I'll send you down!"

He was so angry that he was so arrogant that he waved his palm and blasted out a demonic power.

I thought this demonic power would knock Mass Yu off the stage, but I didn't know that when the energy fell in front of Mass. A golden turtle shell appeared around Mass. Mass. Mass. Mass. Mass. Mass. The energy hit the barrier, and there was no barrier at all.

Being shaken.

There was an uproar in the offstage. In the stands, even the Yanyang Emperor holding the teacup was in the air, and his smile was restrained.

"Natural demon skills?" Hong Tianyou was shocked. How could this kid actually have naive demon skills?

"Anyway... you just used a hidden weapon. If you hurt someone with a hidden arrow, if you don't admit it, I won't go down." Mr. Yu mustered up the courage and said.

The people below were talking a lot, especially the many disciples of Qingyun Castle, all discussing the identity of Yu Dashen.

If you master the natal demon skills at the realm of the Great Demon Master, you should not be unknown. However, after protecting each other and communicating, you will find that basically no one knows him.

Marishal Yu did not fight with others and did not step down. The subsequent competition could not be carried out, and everyone was not sure what to do.

At this moment, a sound came from the platform not far away.

"What is your name for this disciple who uses his natal demon skills?"
To be continued...