Bai Chenxiang looked at Pei Xijun and said this, then nodded with a smile. After all, Pei Xijun was her best sister.

"Okay, Xijun."

Afterwards, she looked towards the arena and spoke to the two elders.

"Two elders, come back! Don't disturb Lu Lingfeng from beating up that yellow-haired guy."

The two elders looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, there would be no benefit in helping in this kind of duel, so if they could avoid helping, they would try not to.

The two elders flew away from the arena.

Lu Lingfeng looked at the yellow-haired boy and said coldly.

"This time, it's fair!"

The yellow-haired boy chuckled.

"It's fair, but it doesn't stop you from calling me dad."

When the audience heard this, they started cursing.

"How dare you, a shameless idiot, speak rudely to my idol."

"Who are you calling daddy? You should just call me daddy."

"Lu Lingfeng, go up and kill this yellow-haired guy."

Anger showed on Lu Lingfeng's face. This yellow-haired boy was very foul-mouthed. Lu Lingfeng originally wanted to kill the yellow-haired boy with a sword, but now he changed his mind and decided to torture the yellow-haired boy to let him know the price of offending him.

The soul power surged in his body, and then he swung his sword, with a flash of sword light, towards the yellow-haired man's arm.

He wanted to cut off Huangmao's arm to eliminate his own resentment.

The sword flashed like a wing, slashing towards the yellow-haired boy's arm quickly. In a flash, the yellow-haired boy grabbed the tip of the sword and looked at Lu Lingfeng with a smile.

"Lu Lingfeng, your sword is weak and you have no strength. Why don't you go home and drink milk?"

Lu Lingfeng's face changed slightly, but he was shocked in his heart. What was going on? You know, there was no slack in this attack. He was confident that this attack had great power. How come the yellow-haired fingers clamped the sword?

The sword energy above is very terrifying, isn’t the other party afraid?

He tried to draw out the sword, but it didn't move at all, as if it was clamped by a thousand-pound rock. There was no expression on his face, but he felt a little panicked inside.

This yellow-haired guy is not simple, at least not as simple as he looks. Who is he?

"Yellow Hair, who are you?"

When the audience saw that Lu Lingfeng's sword was held in the yellow-haired man's hand, they thought that Lu Lingfeng was letting him win and immediately started to make a fuss.

"Lu Lingfeng, don't let me go!"

"Cut him with a sword and make him talk badly."

"Lu Lingfeng, come on."

Bai Chenxiang, who was sitting in the main seat, had a look of doubt on her face. What happened to Lu Lingfeng? The yellow-haired guy was so mean, why not just kill him directly? It was like playing house, what was going on?

"Lu Lingfeng, kill him."

Pei Xijun, who was standing aside, showed a hint of doubt on her face. After all, Lu Lingfeng was her boyfriend, and they lived together in daily life. She also knew that he was a decisive person. His behavior on stage was different from usual.

Could it be that something unexpected happened?

The yellow-haired man on the stage burst into laughter, then he bent his hand slightly and the sword broke immediately.

Lu Lingfeng was shocked. He thought that he could not do this. The opponent was definitely stronger than him, and those of similar age in the same sect were not as strong as him. It seemed that the opponent was definitely not from the Min clan.

He asked rhetorically.

"Who are you? You are not a disciple of the Min clan."

The disciples in the audience were stunned. After all, the one who easily broke the sword in Lu Lingfeng's hand must be no ordinary person. Among his fellow disciples, Lu Lingfeng was the best. He had never seen the yellow-haired man before, so it seemed that he was not from the same sect.

Since we are not from the same school, I will not be polite.

"Yellow hair, get out of our Min clan."

"Are you a spy from the Spirit Hall, coming to our Min clan to gather information?"

"You're looking for death, Huangmao."

The yellow-haired boy chuckled, and then a terrifying soul power spread out from his body.

Lu Lingfeng was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. Feeling this soul power, his body was bent directly, but he couldn't kneel down. However, the opponent's soul power was too exaggerated and he couldn't bear it.

His eyes went dark and he fainted.

The audience were the second group to feel this huge soul power. Some of those with low soul power levels had no ability to resist and fainted directly.

Some of those at higher ranks were bent over by the pressure and couldn't raise their heads.

Bai Chenxiang, who was sitting in the main seat, looked very unhappy. This powerful soul power belonged to a Titled Douluo. How could this be possible? The yellow-haired boy on the stage was actually a Titled Douluo.

She was a little panicked. The only Titled Douluo in the family had followed the White Crane Sect Master to hunt down the traitor. The ones left behind were not very strong. Even the two elders with strong soul powers were only Soul Douluos.

He is not at the same level as Titled Douluo at all.

When Pei Xijun saw Lu Lingfeng faint, anger appeared on her face. She wanted to save Lu Lingfeng, but the powerful soul power pressure made her unable to walk.

The two elders on the side looked at each other and immediately flew away.

They didn't expect that they would encounter a Titled Douluo just after they started working. The two of them were Soul Douluos, and they had no chance of winning against a Titled Douluo. Moreover, they were old and did not have much fighting power.

If you don’t run now, wait until later.

The two released their martial spirits and ran away quickly.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and the two elders felt as if they were hit by a mountain. Their bodies were about to shatter and they fell from the air.

The yellow-haired boy came in front of the two elders and said playfully.

"I'm hiring you temporarily in the name of the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall. Now tie up all of you."

The yellow-haired boy is a lower-ranked priest of the Spirit Hall, named Taihu Douluo.

As for the reason for coming here, it was because of Zhuge Lan.

Zhuge Lan has repeatedly ruined the Spirit Hall's plans. Qian Renxue, who was responsible for hunting down Zhuge Lan, always failed to complete the task, so the higher-ups sent him to deal with the situation, and it would be best if he could kill Zhuge Lan directly.

He found out that Zhuge Lan's last appearance was in the Min clan, so he came.

After I got here, I came across this game and just played it.

I didn't expect the Min clan's strength to be so weak.

The audience who had not fainted yet showed fear on their faces. How could they fight against the Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall? The only Titled Douluo in the sect was not here at all. They did not even have the ability to resist.

The two elders sighed with a wry smile. They just wanted to get some money from work and would not do anything that would risk their lives.

So he nodded and said.

"I am willing to obey the orders of the Spirit Hall."

Bai Chenxiang stood there in a daze. What he didn't expect was that the two elders would directly rebel. That meant that there was no one here who could fight against this Titled Douluo.

When Zhuge Lan was around, they were not afraid because Zhuge Lan could always deal with these Titled Douluo.

Zhuge Lan is not here now, and the best item left for her is her life-saving item. What should she do?
Pei Xijun gritted his teeth and stood in front of Bai Chenxiang.

"Sister Chenxiang, run quickly, I will stop them." (End of this chapter)