"This matter is hard to explain in a few words!"
Elder Fan Shaoqing sighed again before shaking his head and saying to the elder from the Seven Luminaries Sect, "No matter how you put it, this is all our Seven Stars Sect's fault. When martial artists spar as friends, it is difficult to pull back in time. How about we let this matter rest here?"
His words immediately made the Seven Luminaries Sect elder's eyes widen.
They had come here to weaken the Seven Stars Sect's living strength.
What was more,
while others might not know, he did. This trip had another purpose: to kill the Seven Stars Sect disciple who would face the Xuan Yin Sect in the fifth match—Qin Shaofeng.
They had failed at both tasks and instead lost a disciple from the Seven Luminaries Sect.
Let it rest?
What kind of international joke was that?!
"How could that do?"
The elder immediately shook his head. "This matter was agreed upon by several sects. If we suddenly call it off now, where will our face be in the future?"
"Then... the competition continues?" Fan Shaoqing asked tentatively.
"It continues!"
The elder gritted his teeth fiercely.
Only then did Fan Shaoqing step forward and say, "Someone, collect the corpse of our friend from the Seven Luminaries Sect. Although Tian Yinuo had his reasons for striking, after this martial contest, he must give this old man an explanation as well. Hmph!"
His tone was extremely cold, enough to make disciples unaware of the truth feel astonished.
Could the various branches of the Seven Stars Sect truly have such tense relations?
"Next match: Seven Stars Sect's Fan Yuze versus Seven Luminaries Sect's Qian San."
Qian Shaoqing continued speaking.
Ordinary disciples might not understand his way of speaking, but Qin Shaofeng heard