"Make your move!"
Guan Yu spoke coldly, but Qin Jun could clearly see that his date-red face had darkened. He was obviously enraged.
Qin Jun could not help mourning for Xiao Beilong. Angering an expert an entire major realm above oneself was terrifying enough, let alone when that expert was Guan Yu.
This was the Martial Saint, Sage Emperor Guan of the Heavenly Court!
"You're courting death!"
After Xiao Beilong roared those two words that nearly made Qin Jun kneel in worship, he charged at Guan Yu. Everyone in the arena held their breath, including Zhu Yishi of the Cang Lan Kingdom.
An unexpected Guan Yu had appeared halfway through. If they lost, Zhu Yishi would not even know how to explain it when he returned.
Although Xiao Beilong was fast, he was not so fast that the commoners could not see him. Yet his momentum was stronger than both Song Lang's and Zhen Hun's before him, as he charged Guan Yu like a tank.
The enormous black hammer tore through the air and smashed straight toward Guan Yu's head.
What shocked everyone was that Qin Jun and the black-robed figure beside him did not dodge. They remained standing beside Guan Yu.
"This boy's courage has indeed grown!" the Dry Emperor muttered. Qin Jun had always resembled him the most in appearance, and now, seeing his composure, he was extremely pleased. The more he looked, the more Qin Jun resembled himself.
It had to be said that the Dry Emperor and Qin Jun were most alike in one regard: neither had any shame.
Facing the unstoppable Xiao Beilong, Guan Yu's eyes sharpened. Holding the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in one hand, he slashed upward. In an instant, a brilliant light burst forth, and everyone, including Xiao Beilong, could not help