Amid a wave of cheers, Jiang Ming flew onto the arena. With a crisp toll of the bell, the first match officially began.
"Fang Chao of Dragon Head Peak seeks Junior Brother Jiang's guidance." The moment Fang Chao saw Jiang Ming in person, he immediately went on guard, not daring to relax in the slightest. Ever since witnessing Jiang Ming's battle with Spirit Venerable yesterday, he had known that this disciple of Da Zhu Peak possessed formidable cultivation. Fortunately, Jiang Ming had been injured by Spirit Venerable yesterday; otherwise, today's outcome would have been difficult to predict!
Yet he maintained a courteous façade, wearing an expression of concern as he said to Jiang Ming, "Thank you, Junior Brother Jiang, for lending a hand yesterday and blocking Spirit Venerable's attack. Otherwise, I would surely have been injured. But I see that you were already hurt yesterday. If we fight today, I would inevitably gain an unfair victory. You should return and recover soon, Junior Brother. If your injuries worsen because of this, I will surely be condemned by the brothers of every branch, and my conscience will not rest easy."
As soon as he said this, the Dragon Head Peak disciples watching below all began praising him. "Well said, Senior Brother Fang!" "Senior Brother Fang is so magnanimous!"
Below the arena, He Dazhi of Da Zhu Peak said, "Senior Brother, that Fang Chao from Dragon Head Peak is really irritating. He sounds so fake. Is Seventh Junior Brother really all right? What if he loses—"
Seeing He Dazhi speak this way, Song Daren also looked worried. He turned to Tian Buyi beside him and said, "Master, Mistress, Seventh Junior Brother's injuries are fine, right? Fang Chao's cultivation does not seem weak. If Seventh Junior Brother aggravates his injuries because of this,