I knew I was impulsive, this is the Central Plains, and this place is even more a battle for dominance.

Around me, I am the masters of the Central Plains Taoist Orthodox.

He wanted to attack me here, but he was just trying to die.

The old Japanese quickly realized the status quo and hurriedly put away his anger.

Take a deep breath and sternly said;

"I was impulsive, but the little disciple was maliciously slandered by him. I was so angry!"

"Haha, what's so angry about being inferior to others?"

Liehuo Zhenren spoke without hesitation, without giving Fusang masters any face.

Feihong Zhenren also shouted:

"A fair duel, your apprentice didn't admit defeat. How could there be malicious slander!"

"Namo Amitabha, please come back!"

The monk also spoke.

Kudo Kyushen saw the reality clearly and found a step down at this moment.

It is not easy to argue now. If the fight starts here, you will definitely be besieged to death.

So he didn't say a word, bent over.

He turned around and walked back, jumped off the stage and rushed to the emergency room.

Seeing this, the three seniors also turned around and looked at me.

When I saw the three seniors, I bowed to them politely.

"Thank you three seniors!"

The old monk, who was called Jiekong by the people around him, stood up and said nothing.

Feihong nodded slightly and smiled.

Liehuo Zhenren waved his hand:

"It's okay, the game continues!"

After saying that, the three seniors left the ring and returned to the viewing platform.

Three of the four referees also stepped down one after another.

Here comes a senior who comes to me and briefly determines the situation with me.

Then he shouted loudly at the surrounding viewing platform again:

"Victor, Ding Fan."

After saying that, the roar of noise continued to ring.

And the referee then said:

"The fifth Taoist younger generation, Dragon and Tiger Competition, continue to start..."
Chapter completed!