"Thank you for going easy on me, Fellow Daoist."
Hearing this, Luo Hong did not press too hard. With a thought, he had Xue'er retract the golden stamen vines.
Then, without looking back, he fled toward the more intense battlefield in the distance.
"Bastard! He has no appreciation for delicate beauty at all!"
Seeing Luo Hong leave, Mawa angrily flicked her snake tail and turned to flee beyond the battlefield, clearly intending to withdraw from the contest as agreed.
Though angry, she still acknowledged Luo Hong's strength after he had broken her full-force attack.
Meanwhile, as Luo Hong and Mawa fought, the largest melee of this contest erupted on Baohua's side, just as expected.
The instant night fell, Baohua, knowing she would certainly be besieged, immediately fled to the central region of the Sea of Death.
Following close behind were Qian Feng and the Big-eared Old Man, the three led by Chi Ya, and a man and two women dressed in splendid robes and adorned with precious ornaments.
In other words, nine of the sixteen contestants had gathered in this one place alone!
"This humble one can understand why the Three Fellow Daoists from the Wu Hua Realm and Tian Bao Realm cannot forget old grudges, but why must Fellow Daoist Chi Ya make things difficult for this humble one as well?"
Looking at the six people flying toward her in two groups, Baohua finally settled her gaze on Chi Ya and asked calmly.
"Though we bear no old grudge, Fellow Daoist Baohua's fame is well known. Chi truly wishes to exchange pointers with you!"
Chi Ya said politely, cupping his hands.
So that's it. He wants to step on me to make a name for himself. With a turn of her thoughts, Baohua understood Chi Ya's intentions.
"Why so