Because he knew that for so many years, Freling had been a thorn in his brother's side, and was one of the main reasons why his brother had not made any progress in his cultivation. How could Qi Delong bear to kill the person he felt so guilty about? Although the sect leader knew that Qi Delong might be seeking death, he could not stop him because this was Qi Delong's own wish.
Qi Delong and Frelin Orles stood on the competition stage and looked at each other from a distance.
Just as the sect leader had expected, Qi Delong was determined to die in order to atone for the guilt he had felt towards Freling over the years.
Only by dying at the hands of Freling could Chidron get rid of the pain in his heart.
"Let's do it."
Qi Delong opened his mouth slightly.
Freiling snorted coldly: "No need for your hypocritical reminder!"
Frelin rushed towards Zidlon quickly, then summoned his weapon, a long sword with a snake coiled around it, and stabbed Zidlon.
Chidron felt Freiling's movement, but simply closed his eyes and did not move.
"What's wrong with Elder Qi? Why did you close your eyes? Does Elder Qi want to be killed by this woman?"
"You don't understand. Elder Qi is kind to this woman, right? So he let her go?"
Freling's sword stopped one millimeter away from Zidlon's throat and did not continue to pierce in.
When Fryling saw that Chidron had closed his eyes and did not move, he could not help but ask him: "What are you doing? Why don't you fight back? Aren't you afraid of death?"
All Fryling saw was the man she had been thinking about for more than thirty years opening his eyes, whom she loved so much, and looking at her as tenderly and affectionately as he did thirty years ago.
"I said I would pay you back."
"With your life?"
Freling asked coldly.
Zidron nodded slightly, allowing Freling's sword against his throat to cut his skin and draw blood.
"Do you think I will forgive you if you do this?"
Freling didn't know if it was because her eyes were irritated by the blood or something else, but she felt a dull pain in the eyes of the human-faced snake king she replaced, making her want to cry.
But she didn't, and she would not be fooled by Qi Delong's words, and would never trust him as much as she did thirty years ago.
Fryling still hasn't forgotten the consequences of trusting him wholeheartedly.
Freling and Qi Delong were deadlocked on this action for a long time, so long that the top leaders of Qiankun College wanted to stab Freling on his behalf, and only then did Freling move.
She retracted her sword and turned to leave.
"When all the competitions are over, I will come and take your life."
Qi Delong looked at Freling who was slowly walking away, knowing that she still couldn't bear to kill him. If she couldn't bear to do it now, would she be able to do it in the future
No one knew what kind of person Fryling Orles was better than Chidron.
The top leaders of Qiankun Academy couldn't bear to see such a good opportunity to get rid of Yue Wu Xianzong's helper being abruptly given up by Freiling.
But thinking of Freling's strength, he could only swallow his anger.
The top leaders of Qiankun Academy had no interest in staying any longer and left the competition venue without even saying goodbye.
The leader of Yuewu Immortal Sect saw Qi Delong alone on the competition stage, wondering what he was thinking about. He sighed, shook his head and left.
The crowd watching below the competition stage gradually dispersed, and Qi Delong was the only one left on the stage.