After returning to their side, Xian Rui said, "Ren Jing, you're up next. With our mother making a move this time, even if the gods on the other side win, they won't dare kill us."
Bo Huang shook his head. "This isn't a good thing at all. What was supposed to be a normal trial became awkward because you lost. Once Ren Jing steps onto the arena, there might not be anyone willing to fight him."
He had barely finished speaking when Ren Jing appeared on the arena. Then he stood there all alone, not knowing what to do... After all, Wangshu had just killed Odin with ease, scaring everyone on the gods' side so badly that no one dared step forward.
Wangshu looked at her son standing there foolishly and was speechless. This is bad. I acted directly to save Xian Rui just now and forgot that no one would dare face them the next time they took the field. She immediately sent a voice transmission to Shakya of the God Faction. "Baldy, stop pretending. Send out your clone for a fight. It's fine if you simply defeat Ren Jing. Don't worry, he can escape."
After hearing Wangshu's voice transmission, Shakya swaggered onto the arena and said, "Come on. I'll fight you."
Ren Jing took a deep breath, determination and resolve flashing in his eyes. He smiled faintly, as if sunlight had fallen across his face, warm and radiant. Suddenly, he raised a finger, and a scorching True Sun Fire gathered in his palm, blazing brilliantly. The flames roared, illuminating the entire arena.
Shakya watched Ren Jing's movements without the slightest hint of panic. Instead, he remained calm and composed. Holding Buddhist light in his hand, he summoned a sacred radiance that pulsed with mysterious power. When Ren Jing's