As he spoke, Teng Yue looked again at Jun Yiji.
But Jun Yiji merely said coldly, "Teng Yue, if you don't give it your all, then you can only obediently become Fennel's prince consort."
Gritting his teeth, Teng Yue revealed a helpless look.
It was still because of Grandpa Teng that Jun Yiji did not believe he was not very skilled in the Thousand-Man Army-Slaying Formation.
In the end, Teng Yue could only link up with one thousand people from Sikong Jing's formation behind him, then lead those thousand back to the center of the square.
That was to say, back opposite Princess Fennel...
Teng Yue had not linked up with Sikong Jing, because Sikong Jing was standing at the very back of everyone.
As the two sides each led away a thousand people, only a little over six hundred remained around Sikong Jing. According to Jun Yiji's wishes, those six hundred-plus people would likewise be divided into two groups, serving respectively as replacements for Teng Yue and Princess Fennel.
As long as someone fell, they could pull in a new person to replace them and continue forming a Thousand-Man Army-Slaying Formation.
This would continue until all three hundred-plus replacements had been used up.
At this moment, the two Thousand-Man Army-Slaying Formations faced each other. Princess Fennel was still the first to shout, "Teng Yue, take this!"
The moment her words fell... Boom!
Her Thousand-Man Army-Slaying Formation erupted at once, its surging formation power sweeping toward Teng Yue's side. Under her control, the thousand people instantly formed a single whole, their aura terrifying beyond measure!
Within the formation, Lian Zhidiao's face was still flushed bright red...
He truly did not want Princess Fennel to win. If she won, Teng Yue would become the prince consort—he would be jealous enough to