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The sun shone brightly, on the stage, when Fawcett placed the short blade on Lang Qing's neck, the judge immediately shouted out the slogan for the competition to end. In the competition, injuries were tolerated, but the officials did not wish for death.

Yuan Shiping's death had let everyone know that Fawcett was a murderer who dared to kill on the spot, and it was just a convenient matter for him, so, the judge did not dare delay, afraid that if he were to be late, the dagger that was already stained with blood would be replaced with a deep red.

Under the countless gazes of everyone present, he raised the short blade in his hand and pointed it at Yuan Shikai from afar. His hoarse and indifferent voice also resounded at the surroundings of the stage.

Mu Tu frowned, looking at the two people opposite him, he felt a sense of indescribable happiness.

"Hehe, let's fight. It would be best if both sides suffer, so that my government can reap the rewards." Hua Zhishui sneered as he looked at the two people in front of him on the stage.

"It would be fun if they really start fighting, but it's a pity that the four people on stage definitely won't let this sort of thing happen." Lin Baobao was able to see through it, she was originally standing quietly behind Mu Tu, sizing up his bloodshot eyes, and guessing what had happened last night.

And it seemed that the truth was as he predicted, just as Yuan Shikai and Fawcett's Qi was getting stronger and stronger, just as Yuan Shikai was about to go down, a fierce shout suddenly sounded out, causing the Qi between the two of them to instantly dissipate into nothingness.

This is the competition of the Wulin New Excellence Assembly, not a place for you to challenge yourselves! Su Yun said.

and Fawcett's bodies trembled at the same time, and then they both took a step back and turned to look at the side of the stage. The official judge released all of his Qi, which made him look like a beast hibernating on the stage.

"Lord He Hu's aura has remained the same for so many years, and it's still this strong," Hua Zhishui's low voice suddenly sounded beside Mu Tu's ears.

Mu Tu nodded slightly. His gaze swept past Yuan Shikai at first, then stayed on Fawcett, and when he turned back to Yuan Shikai, he realized that Yuan Shikai seemed to have been poked by someone.

"Fawcett, you can leave first. If you can enter the top eight in two days, there will be a chance for you two to fight!" Seeing Yuan Shikai sit down, He Hu referee lowered his gaze, looking at the blood red figure and shouted.

Hearing He Hu's shout, Fawcett frowned slightly, but his eyes were firmly staring at Yuan Shikai who was seated on his seat, and the latter was staring back at him without changing his expression.

After staring at each other like this for a while, Fawcett's right hand slightly moved, and the blood red short blade in his hand had already returned to its sheath. His hoarse voice slowly came out, "I hope that you won't disappoint me at that time. At that time, I will personally kill you. "

Yuan Shikai curled his lips. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Yuan Duan coughing. After the Fawcett finished speaking, he did not stay any longer and turned to leave.

When he was passing by Mu Tu, he suddenly paused, "Your blade is not bad, when we meet, I will spare your life." Without waiting for Mu Tu to say anything, his entire body shot out like a streak of blood light, flying in another direction.

Seeing the fierce battle that was being forcefully torn apart by the He Hu referee, the participants below the stage and the spectators immediately shook their heads in disappointment. Lin Baobao even leaned on the side of the viewing platform and yawned.

"Alright, let the match continue." After disassembling the two, He Hu gently patted them with his hands as he instructed the crowd below.

In the competition that followed, Mu Tu finally saw De Yun Xuan once again, but after observing for a while, he could only shake his head helplessly. It was clear that this flower breeder had only displayed a little of her strength to fight with the opponent.

Looking at Song Ziyi who had retreated down the stage with a face full of boredom, Mu Tu focused slightly, upon closer inspection, he confirmed that it was a group of five people.

When the five of them saw Mu Tu's gaze move towards them, they looked back at Mu Tu and gently nodded, laughing. It was as if he did not want to argue with Mu Tu.

"Next, Mu Tu number seventy-eight against Iron Halberd number twenty will be helping Zhou Dafu." Just as Mu Tu was thinking about the matter of the Flower Keeper escaping, he suddenly heard the referee He Hu's voice.

"Be careful, this Iron Halberd Gang's Zhou Dafu is Sword Tomb's lackey. Although you don't know why Yuan Shikai is targeting you, you must take note." Hua Zhishui suddenly said, then nodded towards He Hu referee and turned to leave.

"Do your best," Seeing Mu Tu on stage cheering for him, he jumped up and down in the spectator's stand.

"Brat, I will cripple you with my own hands, so as to let Brother World kowtow," The two of them bowed under the gaze of the He Hu referee, and Zhou Da Fu's gloomy words suddenly came to Mu Tu's ears.

Mu Tu did not make a sound, and only swept his blood colored eyes across Zhou Dafu.

When the He Hu referee's voice had just fallen, Mu Tu suddenly activated his swimming movement and instantly appeared behind Zhou Dafu. With his internal energy, he slashed the back of Zhou Dafu's neck, causing him to fly out of the stage ruthlessly. After landing on the ground, he rolled for three to four meters, and then stopped in a sorry state.