Moreover, Murong Fei's strength is recognized by all Xingyao Sect disciples.
There is no one under the age of eighteen who can have the confidence to think that his strength must surpass hers!
Murong Fei has already lost, how can anyone else have the guts to come forward and embarrass themselves
Everyone knows that this is the last chance for Xingyao Sect, and the hope of the entire sect is pinned on this final battle!
If you win, you will definitely shine and win the praise and admiration of the entire sect.
But what if you lose? It is conceivable that everyone will be extremely disappointed, and may even put all the responsibility for the failure of the group competition on the last challenger. Not many people can bear such pressure!
The disciples in the audience gradually became quiet after a period of commotion, but no one dared to come up to the stage to challenge.
When Murongde saw this scene, although it was expected, he was still angry and anxious.
Alas, it was all his own fault for being deceived! What weird conditions were agreed to that prohibit disciples over the age of twenty from participating? If Li Moying can end up, what else does he have to worry about
At this time, the elders from the outer sect who were acting as referees began to urge impatiently.
"Sect Master Murong, please hurry up and decide on the challenger, otherwise you should give in as soon as possible! According to the rules of the arena competition determined at the beginning, the interval between two challenges cannot exceed half an hour! The time is almost up now, if half an hour If no one comes on stage to challenge within the hour limit, Fang Shaoning will win without a fight and become the final champion!"
There is a limit to the time that the challenger can accept the challenge. This is a rule common to the entire Tianling Continent.
Otherwise, as long as three games are dissatisfied and the losing side continues to delay endlessly and refuses to continue sending people to the stage, won't this game never end
Murongde glanced at the hourglass used for timing the ring competition and found that there was less than a stick of incense left, and his face became even more ugly.
"Are you all trash? No disciple of the mighty Xingyao Sect dares to challenge on stage?"
In the audience, the direct disciples of Xingyao Sect looked at each other with wry smiles.
It's an honor to go on stage and challenge, but at such a critical moment, knowing that you will lose, who dares to go on stage and be this sinner
The hourglass leaks to the bottom little by little...
Fang Shaoning's face showed a satisfied smile, knowing that he was already in sight of victory...
Just when everyone had fallen into despair, a crisp voice floated down from the high platform.
"Sect Master Murong, if you don't mind, please let me challenge Fang Shaoning on stage!"
When Murongde heard that someone was willing to come on stage, his face showed a look of surprise at first, but when he turned around and saw the speaker clearly, his face immediately became even uglier!
"Miss Bai, you... what do you mean? Are you going to go on stage to challenge? This sect leader would like to remind you that this arena match is of great importance and is not a joke. It is not an occasion where you can just joke around!"
Huang Yueli stood up from his seat and said calmly: "Master Murong, I am not kidding! Of course I know what this arena match means, and I am very serious about it! Although I am not a direct disciple, since No one from the Xingyao Sect can challenge him on stage, so what’s the harm in letting me give it a try?”
Murongde frowned and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.
(End of chapter)