"A competition? Now?" Huang Yueli raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The third person raised his chin and said, "Yes, if you win, I will be convinced and admit that you are better than me and you deserve to qualify for the rematch. If you lose..."
"What if I lose? I can't give up my spot to you?" Huang Yueli couldn't help but laugh.
The third person seemed even more depressed when he heard this, because Huang Yueli was absolutely right!
He held it in for a long time before he finally said: "If you lose, you should admit that you were a fake match! What do you think? Do you want to compete?"
Huang Yueli shook her head and said slowly, "No comparison!"
"You... are you scared?"
Huang Yueli glanced at him, "I did it for your own good. Being eliminated is already pitiful. If you can't break through again because of your damaged self-confidence, wouldn't you be too unlucky?"
Most of the young warriors who have been beaten by her will have doubts about life, which will hinder their future cultivation.
Because she is so young and so strong, her talent is even more exaggerated than Li Moying.
"What do you mean?!" The third person was still chasing them relentlessly.
Huang Yueli had already hooked her husband's arm, and they left together.
For a time, the warriors present were all talking about it.
At that moment, everyone thought that Huang Yueli would accept the third place challenge and prove his strength.
But who knows, she refused.
"Are you really afraid?"
"She must be scared! If it weren't for Young Master Li, why would she have entered the finals?"
"Haha, she thinks everything will be fine after entering the finals? Just wait and see, she will definitely be embarrassed in the finals!"
…
The night is getting darker.
The residence of the Holy Phoenix Clan.
Huang Sanbai walked in front, leading Huang Beicheng to the door of another room and pushed the door open.
"Beicheng, come here, I'll give you something."
Huang Sanbai walked to a cabinet that was two people high, took out a yellowed classic from it, and handed it to Huang Beicheng.
Huang Beicheng took it and flipped through a few pages, with a look of confusion on his face, "Elder Sanbai, this... what on earth is this?"
This book looks really shabby. The paper is not only yellow, but also tattered and brittle in some places. A piece of it will fall off after a handful.
Moreover, there is not even the name of this book written on the cover.
The truly peerless skills in the God Realm cannot be so shabby. They must be written on high-end sandpaper, and various formation patterns will be drawn so that they can be preserved for a long time.
Huang Sanbai smiled mysteriously and said: "This... is actually a book of demon skills that I obtained on the demon battlefield many years ago!"
"What?! Demon... Demonic Cultivation Technique!"
Huang Beicheng's hand shook and he dropped the book to the ground.
Huang Sanbai's words are really scary!
You know, the gods and humans are absolutely incompatible with each other. Things from the demons are taboo on the gods!
Not to mention, this is a training method for demons.
If this kind of thing is seen by people from the coalition forces, not only will the classics be confiscated on the spot, but all the people who have read this book will also be taken to the prison of the military headquarters and severely tortured.
That's why he was so shocked.
Huang Sanbai shook his head and said with a smile: "Look at you, you are so young, how can you be so timid!"
(End of chapter)