"Humph."
Jiang Song's excitement made it seem like he had the Gui race in his bag.
A dark-skinned man with well-developed limbs walked out with a disdainful snort.
He replied in a deep voice.
"I'll fight you!"
Bah!
Li Renlong didn't even have the chance to reply and the atmosphere was already tense.
This time, it was even harder for Li Renlong to stop him. He made it seem like he was afraid. Li Renlong could only wave his hand.
"Don't kill him. Don't kill him."
"Yes!"
Jiang Song answered excitedly, while the Gui man curled his lips.
He had never thought that he would lose, so in his heart, there was no way he would lose.
Li Renlong's words meant that he should let Jiang Song go.
But then again, this was still the Jiuli tribe's territory.
Of course he couldn't kill Jiang Song.
"Wootz Steel, go easy on him."
The old woman's words were harsh, as if Wootz Steel's victory was assured.
Wootz Steel smiled darkly.
Then, he walked away with large strides.
In this huge palace, the two rows of seats only took up a small space.
Behind the seats was a large empty space.
So Wootz Steel walked to the back and found a more spacious spot.
Wootz Steel hooked his pinky finger at Jiang Song, full of provocation.
Jiang Song stood out to be the center of attention.
How could he allow someone to show off in front of him?
Therefore, Jiang Song snorted and followed them.
At the same time, a spear appeared in Jiang Song's hand.
Jiang Song copied Wootz Steel's posture.
"Take out your weapon!"
"No, you're not worthy of my weapon."
Wootz Steel shook his head, full of arrogance.
"Die!"
Jiang Song was thoroughly enraged, but not because of his pride.
So Jiang Song wouldn't allow himself to fight an unarmed Wootz Steel.
Jiang Song sheathed his spear and punched at the Wootz steel with his fists.
Li Mo cursed in his heart at the sight of Wootz Steel.
"Idiot!"
The Gui race was a top race among gods. Their bloodline boosted their power.
And Li Mo knew how strong the Gui race's bodies were.
What was the difference between those hands and weapons?
Was Jiang Song not seeking death by fighting bare-handed with Wootz steel?
Sure enough, as soon as the battle began, there was a loud bang.
A Wootz Steel punch sent Jiang Song flying.
Both of them were at the advanced stage of the Earth Immortal realm, but their Wootz Steel fighting prowess was far superior to Jiang Song's.
"Cough, cough …"
This punch caused him to suffer internal injuries.
Jiang Song stood up and wiped the corner of his mouth. He knew that he was no match for the Wootz steel.
Turning back to look at his clansmen, he realized that Li Xue's expression was still as calm as ever.
Jiang Song frowned. He would not allow himself to lose this battle!
"Ah!"
For the sake of victory, Jiang Song couldn't care less about his reputation.
With a bellow, Jiang Song thrust his spear at the Wootz steel.
Your hands are as hard as iron, but my spear is also extraordinary!
"Hehe."
Seeing the spear gradually enlarge in his eyes, Wootz Steel grinned.
This laughter was filled with disdain, and then the Wootz Steel slowly raised its hands.
His hands were enshrouded in spiritual energy, which was ever-changing.
"Myriad Hands!"
As he spoke, Jiang Song felt his vision blur.
All of a sudden, the Wootz Steel seemed to have tens of thousands of slender tentacles wrapped around him.
Before Jiang Song could do anything, the spear in his hand flew out of his grasp and was snatched away by the Wootz Steel.
"Huhu …"
The wind howled, and the spear in the Wootz Steel's hands was being toyed with.
It was like a tiger being toyed with, and its speed was extremely fast.
It seemed like it was playing around much better than Jiang Song.
Then, the Wootz Steel spun its spear and thrust it at Jiang Song.
Jiang Song didn't have time to do anything, so he could only use the spiritual energy of the Earth Immortal realm to form a barrier around his body.
Clang!
The spear struck the spiritual energy barrier, and the Wootz Steel added a few more tentacles to the spear.
"Break for me!"
Following the sound of the Wootz Steel, the spear thrust forward with greater force, and the barrier shattered with a bang.
The sky was filled with shards, and just as the tip of the spear was about to pierce Jiang Song's throat …
The spear deviated slightly, and it brushed past Jiang Song's throat.
Blood trickled down, and a searing pain shot through Jiang Song's body.
However, this pain was nothing compared to the pain on his face.
Jiang Song lost!
Lost to a Gui!
Defeated by a Gui in front of the person he loved and respected the most …
"Pff!"
Jiang Song coughed out a mouthful of blood and staggered as the flames of his heart burned.
"Ji-jie, you can't even withstand a single blow."
The Wootz Steel sneered and threw the spear.
The spear spun a few times in the air, and with a clang, it plunged into the palace floor in front of Jiang Song.
"The Gui race isn't much of a person, but their bloodline isn't weak.
The Gui race doesn't specialize in speed, but this Myriad Hands makes up for it. "
Li Mo muttered.
"Stand down!"
Li Renlong frowned and waved his hand.
"Yes."
Jiang Song was like a deflated balloon, picking up his weapon and returning to his seat.
The Wootz Steel left the stage, and the old Gui woman pointed to a stocky, bronze-skinned Gui youth.
"Li Lifu, you go!"
"Yes!"
Doli Li Fu replied in a deep voice and walked away.
Li Lifu then turned to Mu Shi.
"I challenge you!"
With Jiang Song defeated, only Li Xue, Mu Shi, and Li Mo were left.
Li Xue was a woman, so Li Lifu wouldn't challenge her.
As for Li Mo, he just stepped into the early Earth immortal stage.
Obviously, he was ignored by the proud Li Li, so only Mu Shi was left.
"Alright!"
Mu Shi, who had always been taciturn, nodded and walked over to the opposite side of He Lifu.
Both of them were stocky, and their personalities were similar. They were unwilling to talk.
Thus, they didn't bother with pleasantries and just started chatting.
Mu Shi was also an expert in strength, and his weapon was a pair of boxing gloves.
Watching Jiang Song and the Wootz Steel fight, Mu Shi knew how strong a Gui was.
Thus, he used his weapon.
Li Lifu didn't because his fists weren't any weaker than the gloves.
The two fought in the most primitive way, with their fists meeting flesh.
The crowd was speechless, 'Does he not feel pain?'
Mu Shi was a wooden head, lacking in flexibility.
He could only rely on his fighting instincts, and Li Lifu preferred this kind of fist-to-flesh fight.
But the fight didn't last long before Mu Shi was defeated.
Li Lifu sent him flying with a punch.
Li Lifu wasn't as unruly and condescending as the Wootz Steel.
He didn't say anything after beating Mu Shi, only returning to his seat with an expressionless face.
"Elder, I'm sorry."
Mu Shi bowed to Elder Li Renlong.
Mu Shi wasn't like Jiang Song. Jiang Song fought for the limelight, for himself.
Mu Shi, on the other hand, fought for the elder, for the Jiuli tribe.
Thus, when he lost, Mu Shi's first thought wasn't whether he lost face or not.
Rather, he let down the elder's years of nurturing, and let down the Jiuli tribe that raised him.
"Go down, this battle is for you."
This fight will be of help to you. "
Against the ineloquent Mu Shi, even if he lost.
Li Renlong also laughed. Among all the elders.
Li Renlong liked the ineloquent Mu Shi the most, but in his heart, there was only the Jiuli tribe's Mu Shi.