"Fifth Master, this incident is related to the life and death of our Five Shadow Hall. According to Xiao Xiao, it is better to let Mr. Feng Shang end the battle as soon as possible, so as not to have any accidents again!"
At the beginning of the competition, the fifth master sat back in the private room. A subordinate said worriedly. The fifth master sneered without comment and looked back at the other party.
"If you are in power but not arrogant, then he is not Feng Shang. This person has always been like this. He is in power and is not forgiving others. In addition to his personality, more importantly, fame is not divided. Since ancient times, fame and fortune have not been divided. This can make him more famous and will bring greater benefits to him and the future."
"But the fifth master... Mu Yan had just woken up and said that someone had attacked him from a distance. The strength of the sword he stabbed out was slightly deviated. So I thought that there was a very likely hidden here, and there was a certain master who didn't want us to win!" The subordinate said again.
"What did you say?" When Wu Ye heard this, he supported the seat with his arms, and his fat body almost stood up.
"I said, Mu Ke had just woken up and said someone had attacked him from a distance. The strength of the sword he stabbed out was slightly different. It is very likely that there were masters hidden here, and they were controlling the battle situation in secret!" The subordinate repeated again.
"Waste, Mu Ke is really not successful enough, but has more than enough failure. Now, I don't think there is any need to keep this person anymore, so I just did it for me!"
Upon hearing this, the fifth master was extremely angry.
"Yes, Wu Ye, I think we still have somewhere to get him. When he is useless, it will not be too late to throw it away. Someone will have to return the money lost in the last game. Do you think so?" said the subordinate.
"Hmph! If it weren't for this, could he still survive until now?"
The fifth master snorted coldly and tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart. He looked around the arena with an eagle-like eyes. He had to come up with a solution as soon as possible. Although Mu Ke had no evidence, he would not lie.
A person who can push Mu Ke’s strength from a distance is probably not able to deal with such a person.
"Now, you immediately report the message to Fengxue Palace as quickly as possible, saying that the Demon Cult Rebellion Party lurks in the arena of our Wuyingtang, and ask them to come quickly! I suspect that this master is the rebellion Party they call. Except for them, no one in the Northern Mangyuan would have such a method." The fifth master said, and immediately thought of a way to deal with it.
"Fifth Master, you can guess correctly. The young man immediately released the Xinying. There are people from our branch there!" said the subordinate.
"How long will it take?" Wu Ye asked worriedly.
"Once it is reported, the semi-saints flying in the air should be able to arrive soon. The people in Fengxue Palace are worried that they will not be able to find those people and will definitely come quickly. With the Golden Armored Guards here, I would not dare to take action. If they take action, they will be arrested!" said the subordinate.
"Yeah! Go and do it now!"
The fifth master then sat back in his seat and felt more at ease.
He now hopes that Feng Shang can play as much as possible until they arrive, because at least he will not lose, but once Feng Shang really wants to decide the winner, he will definitely lose, and the other person will definitely wait to take action.
The fifth master thought so, but after the Golden Armored Guards arrived, if there was no gain, would he think that the fifth master was playing tricks on them and turned to deal with him? The fifth master didn't know and didn't have time to think about it. He only knew that the difficulties in front of him had to be overcome.
Young Master Feng Shang on the stage was still strolling around in the garden to play with his opponent. The face he had just lost had to be retrieved from other opponents in another form, and then he was considering what to deal with those people.
Although the folding fan in his hand is short, he can move quickly, ruthlessly and accurately, and he is tricky. When people think it is impossible, he can always take action from a strange angle, hit the opponent with the next shot first, or force Xue Wuye to change his moves and resist, and is in a mess.
For example, Xue Wuye stabbed out with a sword, Feng Shang stood still and nailed to the stage like an iron pile. His body suddenly leaned back and avoided the opponent's sword. Then, with his feet as the center, his body quickly drew an arc on the ground with his back on his back. Before Xue Wuye's sword was retracted, Feng Shang first arrived at the opponent's open door, and his movements were both chic and beautiful.
Even those who dislike him have to admit that this person is very eye-catching.
The folding fan was pointed out and hit the opponent's ribs. Xue Wuye was so painful that he kept sucking the cold air, and he felt even more humiliated!
If the other party had a sword in his hand at this time, or had deliberately claimed his life, then Xue Wuye would have died long ago.
But the other party just didn't kill him and deliberately teased him. This is where Xue Wuye felt humiliated.
"Rogue, in your opinion, how much chance of winning can Xue Wuye have?"
In the private room of Baidi Kingdom, Queen Baidi asked her bodyguard. At this moment, the strong man was not only looking around with vigilance, but also watching the battle stage closely, watching the showdown between two outstanding people of the same age.
"There is no chance of winning!" said the strong man named Roger without turning his eyes.
"Oh? Why!" Queen Baidi stared at him and giggled.
The strong man still didn't turn his head and replied: "Xue Wuye is not inferior to Feng Shang's qualifications, but the difference in martial arts skills the two practiced is too big. In my opinion, Feng Shang has at least one third-grade martial arts, which is much more exquisite than the fourth- and fifth-grades. Otherwise, Xue Wuye would not be teased. This is the disadvantage of our Northern Region Mangyuan. It is better to admit defeat earlier and continue to fight, and it will definitely be defeated. It doesn't make much sense!"
There was no slightest joking in his words, but more of a sense of helplessness. He was a powerful warrior, and his cultivation was not low, and he knew the difficulties and shortcomings of the Northern Region Rumor.
"Hehe, you're right, can you surrender? Will you?"
Queen Bai Di smiled and looked at the battle stand with questions. In her impression, although this young man lacked interest, he was not a person who could bow his head casually.
On the battle stage, Xue Wuye had no intention of admitting defeat. Although he was humiliated, the light in his eyes was extremely focused.
"Guiyi, look, he is studying, he is studying in battle!" In Feng Languo's private room, Su Junbao was also guiding his students.
"Study?" Yan Guiyi was a little confused.
"That's right, it's just learning in battle and growing in battle!"
Su Junbao looked at him and said seriously: "No one can change what has happened. Only by knowing shame and being brave is rare!"
"I understand!" Yan Guiyi nodded as if he understood.
Su Junbao turned his head and looked back. In Su Junbao's opinion, Xue Wuye had the very good intention of practicing martial arts, but Su Junbao knew that he could not win this battle because it took time to grow up.
A battle is too short and not enough for him to grow up and defeat his opponent immediately. Now, it is almost time for the end of this battle.