As if she had sensed his gaze, Fengjiu, who was holding the child, glanced faintly at the head of the Luo family. Seeing that he was looking away and looking forward, she curled her lips and smiled silently.
This is just the beginning, are you in a hurry
No one expected the second round to end so quickly, and it was an overwhelming victory. Seeing that the middle-aged man from the Luo family had his hands and feet broken, everyone around him fell silent without making a sound.
Seeing the middle-aged man's broken hands and feet, everyone looked puzzled, and couldn't help but think of what the head of the Luo family had said to the Luo family before. However, no one expected that the Luo family's people would suffer heavy losses before they could injure the other side, and the hands and feet of a Flying Immortal cultivator were broken just like that.
After calming down, the heads of the hidden families looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then said: "In the second round, the Luo family loses!"
When the voice came out, it had a very different effect on the ears of everyone in the Luo family.
Therefore, their eyes were all on the man in blue holding the child. In their opinion, this man was weak and vulnerable, and could be defeated by anyone.
Since the old man injured their people so badly, the young man would probably be in trouble in this round.
The old man shook his sleeves and walked back to Fengjiu with his legs splayed. He stroked his beard and shook his head, saying to Fengjiu, "These people are too weak. I, an old man, have not even tried my best and they have already been defeated. Sigh! For an old man with my strength and status to fight against such a person, it really damages my reputation and status."
Hearing this, the head of the Luo family was so angry that his teeth were clenched. Feixian's strength was actually said to be too weak! He was looking down on their Luo family!
"It's tied at 1-1 now, and the winner will be decided in the last round!" said the head of the hidden family, asking them to play the last round.
The child in Fengjiu's arms had woken up and was blinking a pair of beautiful eyes at her. He was neither crying nor making a fuss and was very well-behaved.
"Let me hold it?" the old man said, pointing to the child in her arms.
"Yes." Fengjiu responded and handed the child to him: "Don't let the pressure around hurt him."
"You know, who am I, old man? How could I not even understand this?" He waved his hand to reassure her.
So Fengjiu walked forward and came to the center of the field to look at the people of the Luo family. When she saw the head of the Luo family ordering one of them to come out and fight, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes and smile, and her clear and slow voice came out with a hint of laziness and unhurriedness.
"I think it would be best if the Luo family's Patriarch could fight in this final battle."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment. They didn’t expect Feng Jiu to say that. The people of the Luo family looked disdainful. One of them shouted, “You think our family master can help you? You really overestimate your own abilities!”
Feng Jiu curled her lips: "Don't overestimate your own abilities?"
Her clear eyes fell on the head of the Luo family, and she said slowly: "Could it be that as the head of the Luo family, the head of the Luo family dare not even accept the challenge I issued?"
Hearing this, the head of the Luo family's face darkened, and he clenched his hands into fists behind his back, making a crackling sound, as if he was angry.