Lu Zhenhai knew the fight was over. Chen Fangge had wielded such fearsome might and still ended up in this state. Whoever went next would meet the same fate.
Besides, under Old Ancestor Kumoku's brutal slaughter, no one else could possibly step forward.
He had said that only to give himself a way out and save some face. No matter what, he wasn't going to enter the fight himself.
Zhao Lingwu refused to spare him the embarrassment. "We agreed, Brother Zhenhai. If no one else steps up, you have to fill in. It's a five-person round battle. We can't come up short on fighters. What would that look like?"
Old Ancestor Kumoku snorted coldly. "Whoever steps up, I'll take this man's life first." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a spirit sword shot straight toward Chen Fangge's head.
The spirit sword streaked forth and reached Chen Fangge's face in an instant. Chen Fangge had barely recovered some of his strength; how could he possibly dodge? Just then, another spirit sword shot over and intercepted Old Ancestor Kumoku's blade with pinpoint accuracy.
Boom! Old Ancestor Kumoku's spirit sword shattered.
"You're asking to die!"
Old Ancestor Kumoku glared at Xu Yi, killing intent surging from him.
Xu Yi said, "Brother Kumoku, don't lose your temper. The fight isn't over yet, and Brother Zhenhai is discussing what to do. You'd better save your strength for the round battle."
Lu Zhenhai stared at Xu Yi and cupped his fists. "Would you be willing to fight?"
Xu Yi had repeatedly stopped Old Ancestor Kumoku. Even Lu Zhenhai could tell something was off.
"Forget it, Brother Lu. Why grasp at a straw when you're drowning? If he could fight, he wouldn't have been chased all over the place by that Dong fellow earlier."
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