"What?
He flew away on his own? "
"Wasn't he lying here exhausted? How could he fly?"
Meng Jiao was so anxious that he kept blinking at the Dharma Supreme.
The situation here was different from what he had described.
Then, his credibility would be greatly reduced.
More so, he could not get the support of the elders.
The Nine-star Dharma Supreme could not even see him on a normal day, how could he know what he was thinking?
Stunned on the spot, he said in confusion, "He flew away on his own. He found it smelly!"
Gah!
Everyone from the Meng Family stared at each other, completely stunned.
Meng Jiao was so angry that he wanted to give the Nine-star Dharma Supreme two tight slaps.
Now, the truth was clear. The Nine-headed Snake's situation was seriously different from what Meng Jiao had described.
He had slapped himself in the face.
"I … this …"
He could not explain it clearly.
He felt aggrieved, as if he had wronged Sun Wukong. His lungs were about to explode from anger.
"Haha!
Today is an eye-opener for me. The Meng Family is full of empty words and full of nonsense. Really … "
"Sigh!
Forget it, I don't want to say anything more. Let the elders of the Meng Family be the judge of this matter. "
Zhang Xing's heart was blooming with joy.
He had been holding on to the fact that the other party had no evidence. No matter where he went, he was not afraid.
But he did not expect the Nine-headed Snake to fly away on his own. He had to admit that his luck was unparalleled.
The fat elder who had followed them saw that Zhang Xing had kicked the ball to him and had no choice but to step in.
"Alright, let's not dwell on this matter. According to the rules of the arena, the Nine-headed Snake took too long to leave the arena. He is judged to have lost and Poison One is the winner of this match."
"The fourth match is still Zhang Xing's complete victory."
"Go back and prepare for the fifth match."
The fat elder's tone was calm, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
With that, he turned and flew back to the arena.
However, before he left, he looked at Poison One and Zhang Xing with a strange expression.
He had a feeling that under the calm appearance of the man and dragon, there was some unspeakable secret.
But he could not tell what the problem was.
The level of the battle between Poison One and the Nine-headed Snake was not enough to attract their attention.
They only glanced at it occasionally. Most of the time, they were discussing important matters with the other elders.
Therefore, it was normal that they did not notice anything fishy about Poison One.
Zhang Xing and Poison One smiled inwardly.
He left the place triumphantly.
Meng Jiao's face was filled with resentment as he went to look at Hydra.
The fat elder went back and repeated the news that Zhang Xing and Poison One had won the fourth match.
Then, he announced the start of the fifth match.
However, many of the younger generation of the Meng Family were unwilling to accept the news of Hydra's withdrawal.
They all think that Hydra can defeat Poison Dragon.
Therefore, they were not convinced.
"Meng Bao, we've already lost four matches in a row. If we lose this match, there's no need to continue."
"What's the point of competing after losing four out of nine matches?!"
"You must win one round!"
Everyone prayed silently in their hearts …
Meng Bao was a One Star Array Saint Master, so he naturally wanted to compete with Zhang Xing in array formations.
"Zhang Xing, I have an ancient formation. As long as you can break it, you win!"
Meng Bao proposed the rules of the competition as soon as he went on stage.
"No problem, you're the challenger. You can compete in anything you want."
Zhang Xing smiled slightly.
Meng Bao did not waste any time and immediately began to set up the formation.
"Eh, Meng Bao, where's your beast?"
Zhang Xing saw him concentrating on setting up the formation and could not help but ask curiously.
"Hmph!
My beast is in the formation. When the time comes, you and your dragon can break the formation together. "
Meng Bao did not raise his head and said coldly.