It would be fine if they won, but if they lost, Ling Feiyan, Nu Guang, and the others would likely leave him one by one.
If he wanted to survive the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's quota battle, forming factions was far too important.
As he thought, Shang Fu suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted coldly, "Why would I need to strike personally to kill you?"
With that, Shang Fu put on a righteous and awe-inspiring air, as though he looked down upon everything beneath heaven.
"You are utterly unworthy of challenging me one-on-one. You are someone Star Luo Academy must kill, and I have no interest whatsoever in dueling an enemy."
"Men, Sikong Jing is right here. Surround him!"
Shang Fu's voice boomed out fiercely. In an instant, powerful auras flashed among the several hundred Divine Void Ships. Two Soul-Reversal Realm auras even erupted from the foremost Divine Void Ships.
The next moment, figures shot toward them one after another.
Sikong Jing swept his gaze around and smiled calmly. "Who was it just now that said it was shameless for the older generation to step in and beat up Junior Brother Liu?"
As soon as the words fell, Shang Fu's face reddened to the extreme. It felt as though he had been slapped viciously again.
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. None of them were fools; by now, they could all see Shang Fu's hesitation and embarrassment.
The next moment, figures appeared one after another, accompanied by an aged voice. "Shang Fu, where is that little beast Sikong Jing?"
As the voice fell, two Soul-Reversal Realm elders landed on the small ship.
Very quickly, they followed Shang Fu's gaze. Their terrifying Soul-Reversal Realm auras instantly bore down on Sikong Jing... and then several Golden Body Realm elders and more