Looking at Xing Hesong's appearance, Xiang Taihe felt extremely distressed.

As Xing Hesong’s master, Xiang Taihe certainly knew what his apprentice was obsessed with on weekdays.

He is a person who cherishes his reputation very much, and he rarely wants to fight with others on weekdays. Even if he fights occasionally, he is all for the sake of Jingwu Palace or to maintain the reputation of Jingwu Palace.

But is this kind of honest man who actually cut off one arm by the other party and becomes a useless person from now on?

Thinking of this, Xiang Taihe put down Xing Hesong, stood up and walked towards Jiang Ru: "You have already cultivated the sword light. It is a foregone conclusion to win this competition just now, but... you finally took action and used the Yunlong sword and brought the sword light... Do you want to compete with others or kill people?"

"Sorry, this uncle! I didn't expect that your people are so weak. I just acted normally according to my usual habit of practicing swords."

Jiang Ru apologized, but there was no sign of guilt on her face. All she had was silence.

This fell in the eyes of Xiang Taihe and everyone, and there was no slight sincerity at all...

Xiang Taihe could no longer hold it back.

He snorted coldly, and then the pressure of the extreme master who belonged to the ninth grade of the Ancestral God Realm instantly fell from the sky and pressed towards Jiang Ru.

If he really doesn't stop him, Jiang Ru will probably be crushed into a meat pie in the next moment.

But at this moment, the old man standing behind Jiang Ru had to stand up again and then raised his hand.

boom!

With a dull sound, the old man slapped a palm into the air, then pushed Xiang Tai and his murderous intent just now.

"I want to fight less with more? Is Tianjin Palace so capable?"

The old man said with disdain.

"alright!"

Master Yude spoke indifferently, and then everyone felt a power of peace.

This is Master Yude's action.

Then the pressure and the aura that caused the fight between two ninth-grade masters of the Ancestral God Realm and the rushing momentum that made people unable to breathe all disappeared.

Just like, the fight between the two people just now was completely illusioned by everyone.

Xiang Taihe took three steps back and finally turned around and said to Master Yude: "Disciple is rude, please ask Master to punish him!"

Master Yude shook his head and said, "Okay, this competition is considered to be my Tianjin Palace losing."

"Since you lose, then... should we ask for a first prize?"

The old man smiled and said.

Master Yude also smiled: "What kind of prize do you want to get?"

"It's very simple! Let Wei Yuanbao from your Tianjin Palace hand over the "Metallurgical Ceremony" in his hand!"

Metallurgical ceremony?

Jiang Feng was stunned.

How could this guy know about the Metallurgical Ceremony?

And...he knows Uncle Yuanbao?
Chapter completed!