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Plus the fact that Murong Fei was restless by Li Moying in this period of time, he had spent more effort cultivating!
He was completely prepared for this round of arena tournament!
In Murong De's view, Murong Fei's combined abilities had far surpassed Fang Shaoning's so as to gain victory.
“Kakak Cui, why talk big with your eyes closed! My daughter's ability is something everyone knows. Later if the quota is lost, do not cry! Of course since we've been friends for a long time, if later you plead with me properly, I'll probably donate two to three more quota!”
Cui Yuan Shan looked at his satisfied expression as he could not help but sneer.
“Sister Murong, I advise you not to be too happy for now. The arena tournament is not over yet and who will come out as the winner is still too early to be certified!”
Murong De narrowed his eyes as his instinct told him that something was wrong.
Because Cui Yuan Shan was too calm. For something that would lose his pants, surely he wouldn't be that calm right? Could it be that he had some other movements behind his back?
But he could not guess what Cui Yuan Shan was thinking. Furthermore towards Murong Fei's abilities, he was extremely confident.
Now, Murong Fei had already walked onto the stage.
Fang Shaoning crossed his arms as he measured her from head to toe, speaking in a reckless tone, “Indeed the daughter of the great Sect, your appearance is really not bad! But... I want to know how you are capable? I will say ugly words first, I will not show mercy and gentleness just because you are a woman.”
Murong Fei snorted, “Do I need you to give up on me? You have insulted my Heavenly Light Sect, so today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of all my Sect disciples!
Murong Fei's words were indeed beautiful as the disciples of the Heavenly Light Sect all started clapping.
“Senior Brother Murong, beautiful word! The Heavenly Light Sect depends on you!”
"Defeat him to the very end, let him see the prowess of our Heavenly Light Sect!"
"Stop the small talk with that trash, show him some colors!"
What he wanted to see was Li Moying's attention and the gaze that encouraged him.
Yet he almost vomited blood as his good mood disappeared without a trace as the scene entered into his vision.
Because the current Li Moying had absolutely no regard for what was happening on the tournament stage. Instead he held a bowl and spoon of soup, feeding the young lady next to him.
Huang Yueli did not reply as she pushed him in disdain, picked up the spoon and instead ate by herself.
This..this is too much! There were so many female disciples desire to be treated gently by Eldest Brother but that little whore actually encouraged Eldest Senior Brother?!
"Three two one... The competition starts!”
He was still in a daze when the jury had already announced the start of the tournament.
Murong Fei hurriedly recalled his common sense, but he had missed the first chance, being unprepared by Fang Shaoning!
A palm was struck towards him and when it almost hit his body, Murong Fei then quickly regained his senses trying to dodge it.
But the palm still hit his arm and the blade of wind that followed him tore his sleeve.
The stage below is starting to get crowded!
“How can this happen? Isn't Senior Brother Murong very outstanding?”
"That's right, the two of them were sixth stage realm practitioners and their cultivation was very similar but he was actually struck down on the first step?!"
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