"Go." Si Kongtu smiled faintly.
Although Zhu Yu did not know why Si Kongtu was so confident now, since their young palace lord was so sure of himself, he naturally could not dampen his spirits.
"Take her directly to the martial arena of my Demon God Palace. I want everyone in the Demon God Palace to witness this holy son's heroic bearing." Si Kongtu instructed Zhu Yu, who had turned to leave.
"Yes, Young Palace Lord!" Zhu Yu replied.
Watching Zhu Yu's plump figure, like a walking slab of streaky pork, disappear into the distance, a smile appeared on Si Kongtu's face. He then hurried toward the martial arena.
Elsewhere.
Zhu Yu also brought Feng Yuehua to the martial arena.
By then, quite a few disciples and even elders of the Demon God Palace had already gathered around it.
"Our Young Palace Lord actually accepted Feng Yuehua's challenge today. Looks like he's confident he can defeat her."
"This Feng Yuehua has been challenging people everywhere. I heard she once blocked the Dragon Clan's entrance and beat up all their prodigies in the Third-Rank Saint Realm. The Dragon Clan's patriarch was so furious that he nearly beat those dragon prodigies to death himself. In the end, the Dragon Clan's greatest prodigy, Ao Sihai, stepped in and fought Feng Yuehua for dozens of rounds. They ultimately ended in a draw, which salvaged a little of the Dragon Clan's dignity."
The disciples of the Demon God Palace were all discussing the matter.
At that moment, Feng Yuehua, who had just arrived at the martial arena, looked curiously at Si Kongtu and asked, "Why did you accept my challenge this time?"
"It's nothing. I just felt that you've kept coming to challenge me, and it wouldn't be right for me never to respond." Si