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Just when everyone was deep in thought waiting for the next show to start, a gentle voice came from outside the Concealed Tower, "His Majesty has arrived!"

"Emperor Wan An!" Everyone couldn't help but rise to their feet and pay their respects. Even the referee who was about to announce the next competition had stopped in his tracks and quietly waited for the emperor to take his supreme seat.

Out of etiquette, after His Majesty arrived, His Royal Highness King Hui and King Wu Cheng immediately went over to accompany him. They sat at the two seats next to his side, accompanying the elder in a conversation.

"Secret Guard Ying Shiyi," Ying Shiyi nodded in return.

The hidden guards were the Royal Protectors that had been rumored to have gone through life and death situations. Their strength had always been at the top of their peers.

As a result, after the judge indicated to the two of them that it was possible to begin, Martial Saint immediately entered a battle state, his entire body and mind focused on the opponent's movements, the sleeves in his hands moved, his gaze was tightly locked onto the calm Ying Shiyi. Compared to her, Ying Shiyi was indeed a lot more relaxed, as though he did not care about the Martial Saint's martial power at all.

Ying Shiyi indifferently looked at Martial Saint, and expressionlessly pulled out the dagger from her waist. In that moment, her eyes turned cold, and stared straight at Martial Saint like a killing machine.

"Give up, you're not my opponent!" After casually rolling up his blade, Ying Shiyi's voice was somewhat hoarse with excitement.

Martial Saint's expression was solemn, he did not say a word, but only pulled his sleeves straight, telling Ying Shiyi without a sound that he already had the confidence to fight to the death.

With the belief that he was the first to strike, Martial Saint's feet suddenly pressed down. His entire person was like a mother leopard as he pounced towards Ying Shiyi.

Facing Martial Saint's sudden attack, Ying Shiyi was still expressionless, but when the tip of the sleeves was about to reach his throat, Ying Shiyi suddenly took a step back, his entire body moving quickly to the right, and he disappeared under Martial Saint's attack.

"Sssii!" A silver dagger slashed through the air and the water sleeve in Martial Saint's hands was cut off. His footsteps were also obstructed because of this and he was unable to retreat in time.

The dagger continued to stab horizontally and continuously, cutting Martial Saint's water sleeves into pieces. Martial Saint could only forcefully retaliate with his palm.

Everyone below the stage was dumbstruck. Martial Saint was, after all, an expert of Deity realm, but in front of Ying Shiyi's experts, he could not even take a single blow.

"He got it!" Mu Tu suddenly sighed, and then began to mutter softly.

"What?" Yuan Shitai looked at his master in puzzlement, hoping that he would explain it to him.

"That Ying Shiyi has been deceived, step by step he was brought into the rhythm created by Martial Saint. Martial Saint's specialty should be palm techniques!" Mu Tu uncertainly asked Wu Lingxue, who was standing beside him.

Who would have thought that the little girl would foolishly look at Mu Tu, and then hide behind Yuan Shitai. and Yuan Shitai were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"That's right. Actually, Xiuying is outstanding in palm techniques. Her Lotus Paw Mage has the highest potential in the Martial Arts World. However, how did you see that?" Shangguan Hong's small face was slightly red, as she asked back with a puzzled frown.

"Although she looks a bit bedraggled, her palm technique has never been disorderly. Her aura was very long, every move and every move within her grasp. It's just that this way, the afraid Ying Shiyi will quickly realize it. What does she want to do in the end, that she can quickly and quickly finish the battle? " Mu Tu explained to Shangguan Hong and the people around him.

"Xiuying was stacking the Lotus Seals, trying her best to unleash that one time, heavily injuring Ying Shiyi. Every time she clashed with Ying Shiyi, her internal energy would stealthily seep into the dark guard's body, gathering into more and more, and once the Lotus Seals succeeded, the upper half of Ying Shiyi's body would become weak for a short period of time. At that time, it would also be the exact moment when the Martial Saint succeeded." Shangguan Hong earnestly explained to Mu Tu. It was unknown what kind of thoughts she had.

If Wu Xiuying found out, she would only be at a loss whether to laugh or cry about having such a best friend!

Ying Shiyi had also slowly realized that his opponent was strange, her water sleeves had already been sliced into pieces. Although she looked to be in a sorry state, he had been unable to win against Wu Xiu for a long time.

Whenever he wanted to attack, she would use her palm techniques to block him. Once or twice, it could be considered a coincidence, but after more than ten moves, she still managed to block him. Wasn't this a little too suspicious?

Thinking about it, Ying Shiyi prepared to pull away, to see what this Martial House wanted to do.

Did you see that? When Martial Saint saw Ying Shiyi pause for a moment, he immediately guessed that the other party must have guessed something. Although the Lotus Seal was not stacked up yet, it was enough for Ying Shiyi to drink.

His palm suddenly changed force and a violent gust of wind violently slapped onto Ying Shiyi's body that was about to retreat. A sudden tremor was transmitted from his chest and abdomen, and Ying Shiyi immediately took the chance to retreat.