Before the young man could speak, Xie Yutang said, "He is my follower. I asked him to come with me and watch over there. Please search () for the most complete and fastest update."
Hearing this, the young man shifted his gaze and no longer focused on Feng Jiu. Instead, he asked all the young men to come together and discuss the rules of the competition.
Fengjiu watched from the side, and seeing these young men were so enthusiastic and their faces were filled with excitement, she couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her lips.
At this age, they have the protection of their family and can indeed do whatever they want without worries. Although she is also quite comfortable, there are too many enemies and too many troubles. It has been a long time since she has been able to do whatever she wants like these teenagers.
She found a place to sit down, took out a fruit from her sleeve and ate it, while watching the young men fighting. Well, it was just as they said, the fighting was just a little bit, and no one was hurt.
After eating the fruit, she felt a little bored. After all, in her opinion, they were just like children performing tricks, and there was really nothing to watch.
She didn't even know why Xie Yutang had asked her to come here.
Seeing that there was nothing for her to do here, she thought about finding a place to relieve herself. When she was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of a cold light passing by. She immediately stopped and looked towards the cold light.
Xie Yutang and a young man were at the sparring arena, while the others were standing outside watching. One of the young men was holding a small throwing knife under his sleeve, and the knife was gleaming coldly under the sunlight, which allowed her to notice it.
She glanced at the boy holding the flying knife and remembered that it was the boy who was said to be the grandson of the great elder. But, in this competition, what did he want to do with this flying knife
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and his vicious eyes were fixed on Xie Yutang who was sparring with the young man. The next moment, he suddenly took a step back, and while no one was paying attention, he injected spiritual energy into his hand and shot the flying knife out.
The flying knife suddenly shot out and attacked Xie Yutang, which startled the young men around him. They shouted in a low voice: "Why is there a flying knife? Xie Yutang, get out of the way!"
Xie Yutang was fighting off the young man. When he turned around, he saw a flying knife coming at him. He instinctively wanted to dodge it, but his reaction speed was not as fast as the flying knife.
"Hiss! Get out of the way!"
Seeing that the flying knife was heading for his vital point, the young men around turned pale with fear. They just wanted to have a fight, but they didn't expect that someone would secretly attack them. If Xie Yutang was shot to death here by the flying knife, I'm afraid none of them would be able to escape responsibility!
Seeing the flying knife heading for Xie Yutang's vital point, the grandson of the great elder couldn't help but feel nervous. He didn't actually want to kill him, he just wanted to teach him a lesson and let him have a taste of pain. The flying knife that attacked just now wasn't aimed at his vital point, but it was dodged by Xie Yutang's body movement. Now, seeing the situation getting out of control, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.
Fengjiu glanced at those people, her eyes swept across the face of the young man who was taking a step backwards, and then she gathered a stream of spiritual energy with her fingers and shot it out, knocking the flying knife to the ground.
“clang!”
There was only a clear clanging sound, and the flying knife with a sharp aura fell to the ground only a fist away from Xie Yutang...