"The five people on the other side are all in the Venerable Realm, while our side only has the Crown Prince, the Young Marquis, and my cousin. Although we have won three out of five games, our combat power is still slightly weaker." Leng Xinyue continued to remind.
Mu Qianyu's mind was racing and he asked, "Do we know the details of our opponent?"
"I only know a rough idea."
"Can we designate an opponent?"
Leng Xinyue nodded: "We are the weaker side and can choose."
When Xiao Zheng heard Mu Qianyu's serious question, his eyes were full of ridicule. Donglin Academy had tampered with the lottery process in order to embarrass her on the stage.
This whole thing was just a stalemate to her, and he didn't care about the victory or defeat of the Daxuan Dynasty. Even if he got some more quotas, it wasn't Prince An's Mansion who would benefit.
After Mu Qianyu understood, he leaned to Nangong Zhi and asked, "Is there any way to use our strong ones to fight against the weak ones of the other side?"
"Well, currently the three of us challenge the three weaker disciples on the other side, while you and Xinyue need to challenge the two strong ones on the other side." Nangong Zhi said after another: "The idea was the prince's.
.”
Mu Qianyu felt the atmosphere present and said, "The odds of winning are not high?"
"Yeah." Nangong Zhi glanced at Mo Zixu opposite him as he spoke.
Mu Qianyu understood, and raised his hands to his superiors and said, "Your Majesty, I think the prince's method is very good, and I don't have any better ideas."
Xiao Zheng looked at her as if he were looking at a fool. Facing any of the two peak spiritual masters would be enough to prevent her from leaving the ring alive.
With the help of Donglin Academy, Mu Qianyu is dead. He just wants to see what her husband can do in the arbitration arena of the three major forces?
It was as if he had watched the life-and-death parting drama in advance, and he was looking forward to it just thinking about it.
The emperor had already thought of this outcome. Hearing this, he just waved his hand slightly, and then said to Xiao Zheng and the others: "The victory or defeat of the dynasty will be left to the three of you. You must use your full strength that day."
"Yes." The three of them responded in unison.
After walking out of the hall, Mo Zixu felt a little downcast. Although he was fighting against the weakest person in Donglin Academy, he had just entered the Spirit Master realm, so how could he be his opponent?
"If you replace Mr. Mo Xiaohou, we have a chance of winning." Nangong Zhi said after returning to the courtyard.
"Win three out of five rounds, it doesn't matter whether you or I win or lose." Mu Qianyu looked at her and said, "It still depends on the strength of the two of them. If they can't win, it won't matter whether you or I fight or not, or who we fight."
Same. It’s better to save your energy for the personal battle later.”
Nangong Zhi nodded slightly: "I understand, but I also want to remind you that this is a life and death competition. They are probably coming for you, so you should be careful."
"A life-and-death fight?" Mu Qianyu blinked and said to Leng Xinyue, "In this case, we will admit defeat when we get on stage and stop fighting."
Leng Xinyue shook her head repeatedly and said: "No, how can I surrender without a fight? I have to die in the ring."
"Dead-hearted." Mu Qianyu waved his hand and returned to the room.
On the day of the ring, Mu Qianyu went to the Prime Minister's place and changed his appearance from second to last to first to last, replacing Leng Xinyue to face the strongest person from Donglin Academy.
"Senior, what are you doing?" Ji Lin was puzzled.
"That kid is so stubborn, it would be best if nothing happens to him." Mu Qianyu said it bluntly in front of his own people.
"But have you ever thought about yourself? That person is..."
"It doesn't matter to me." Mu Qianyu said with a relaxed expression, "I'll be fine if I admit defeat."
"..." Ji Lin.
Sure enough, once people can be shameless, it becomes much easier to solve problems.
The competition was held at the Dajing Royal Martial Arts Arena. All dynasties and immortal sects traveled from the palace almost together, riding on the flying beast chariot prepared by the Dajing Rites Department. The scene was shocking but not crowded.
The outermost part of the royal martial arts arena is circular, with a circle of seats and stands. At this moment, the stands are full of people. Spectators from various dynasties and forces, of course, the most are the local people of Dajing.
There are six huge rectangular arenas in the center of the arena, with flags from both sides of the arena. There are a total of twelve forces, and there are exactly six arenas facing each other.
Daxuan Dynasty and Donglin Academy were divided into a ring on the edge. The group entered and were led towards the ring.
People from Donglin Academy had already arrived early. They watched people from the Daxuan Dynasty approach, but a few people had already locked their eyes on Mu Qianyu, the same ones who had been beaten before.
Because the upper limit of strength in the Taixu Secret Realm is the Spirit Master Realm, these people are not the ones who want to participate in the competition arena.
The leader of Donglin Academy was a middle-aged man with a goatee. This man and Emperor Daxuan bowed to each other, and then everyone sat in the stands below the ring.
After the twelve forces entered the court one after another, the Dajing Emperor's great support came to the fore. The Dajing Emperor walking at the front was a man in his thirties, wearing a black dragon robe with gold threads, and was surrounded by dragon aura.
The instrument is extraordinary.
He was sitting on the bottom side of the high platform in the center of the martial arts arena. There were three chairs on the high platform in the center, but now the chairs were empty.
At this moment, the martial arts arena was overcrowded, with over 100,000 people eagerly waiting for the three arbitrators from the three major forces.
"Do these three major forces really represent the strongest strength in the mainland?" Mu Qianyu asked Leng Xinyue who was standing aside.
"Of course, what are you questioning?" Leng Xinyue looked at her strangely.
"I'm just asking around." Mu Qianyu held his chin and looked in the direction of the ring.
"White Deer Academy, Master Zhao has arrived." An imperial eunuch stood at the entrance and announced loudly.
The whole place fell silent immediately.
At the entrance, a figure in gray clothes fluttered towards the high platform. When he landed, he turned around. He was an old man with an immortal spirit. He was wearing a gray coarse cloth. However, it could be seen from his energy that he was an old man with extraordinary strength.
master.
The old man nodded slightly to the people below, and then sat on the chair on the right.
While people were discussing, the eunuch's voice sounded again.
"Tianji Holy Land, Mr. Li has arrived."
The figure flashed quickly, and when people looked again, they saw a young man in black sitting on the chair on the left side of the high platform. The man's face was as sharp as a knife and an axe, his eyes were deep, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.
"Wow, this is so pretty." Leng Xinyue beside her couldn't help but say.
It wasn't just her, there were also voices of nymphomaniac women sighing from the stands.
Mu Qianyu began to think that these people had never seen the world, but he was soon stunned. Li Nanming, the prince of Da Qi who talks so much about the boss?
Why is it him?
Li Nanming also looked over at the same time, and when he saw that she was still wearing the Wanjun bracelet he gave her on her wrist, an imperceptible smile flashed across his cold eyes.