Sikong Jing smiled faintly, then, unexpectedly, nodded.
"We can talk. It's not impossible..."
"How about this? I know Ye Wukui has a giant beetle mount. Next, he and I will have a life-or-death mounted battle. As long as he survives at my hands, this matter can end here."
With Sikong Jing's sudden change of stance, everyone present was left dumbstruck again.
Sikong Jing actually wanted a one-on-one life-or-death mounted battle with Ye Wukui, using his Venerable-level Armor-Splitting Flying Scorpion to challenge Ye Wukui and his giant beetle mount. What kind of bizarre move was this?
There was actually such a good thing?
Given the current situation, if Sikong Jing kept pressing, he really might force Ye Wukui into a corner where death was unavoidable.
Yet he had actually withdrawn his advantage. Naturally, everyone found it utterly incomprehensible.
More importantly, Ye Wukui was now in the Emperor Realm, while the giant beetle was also a top-tier Venerable-level existence.
What confidence did Sikong Jing have now? Or had triumph gone to his head?
Faced with the sudden silence of the entire crowd, Sikong Jing shrugged...
"This is an opportunity I'm giving Ye Wukui, for the bit of pain in my little grand-uncle's heart."
"Of course, no one is allowed to interfere during the battle. Otherwise, your Willow Leaf Holy Manor can only fend for itself in the future."
There truly was a reason related to making Ye Wuzhi feel a little better...
But the main reason was that the Armor-Splitting Flying Scorpion wanted revenge for its blood feud. That was why it intended to cut down Ye Wukui and the giant beetle together. At the same time, they still needed Willow Leaf Holy Manor's strength to fight the Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall, so they could not tear things apart too viciously.
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