Hateful.
Betrayed by the Steel Bone Race.
"Thank you for your gift. When I first break through the Eight-Grade, rember to kneel and kowtow to , Red Ox."
The Camp General of the Steel Bone Race held the golden branch, laughing arrogantly.
This was the bet between the two of them.
Whoever breaks through to the Eight-Grade first, the other must kneel and kowtow to acknowledge him as father.
Red Ox was so angry his whole body went cold.
This beast, he’s gone too far.
...
In the arena!
Iron Liver was already impatient; he wanted to end this boring battle quickly.
Once he returned to the Steel Bone Race and received the Camp General’s reward, he could break through to the Third-Grade and beco a Guard Commander.
Rumble!
Iron Liver made his move.
As expected, it was another technique from the Yangxiang Race.
Of course, the Steel Bone Race didn’t have a life cord, so this technique wasn’t controlled by life cord.
In the Yangxiang Race, there were also many techniques that didn’t require a life cord.
What a waste.
Su Yue was fully focused, but inwardly he was sighing his whole life.
Faced with such Second-Grade trash, Su Yue really couldn’t muster any interest.
He dared not expose the Little Lingbo Step, rely relying on his instinctive reactions to dodge.
Easily done.
Iron Liver’s attacks were always narrowly dodged by Su Yue.
Rumble!
Rumble!
The strong wind whistled, as they exchanged blows.
Unknowingly, Su Yue had already been battling Iron Liver for about five minutes.
All the spectators of the Yangxiang Race were already stunned.
Especially Huangwa.
He had even decided to find a small hill to bury Huang Dou, as a way to repay him for helping himself.
But what was the result?
So much ti had passed, and like a loach in the mud, Huang Dou kept running around the arena. Although constantly in danger, he stubbornly hadn’t been defeated.
The other Second-Grades were also filled with astonishnt.
This refugee’s speed was simply too fast. Although he hadn’t used any techniques, it was still dizzying.
The other warriors of the Tree Banner Garrison Camp felt even more ashad.
A refugee could resist for so long, while they might be killed within two minutes.
Shaful.
Absolutely shaful.
Especially the Yangxiang Race mber who had previously cursed Su Yue angrily, wanting to find a hole to crawl into.
...
"Red Ox, do your Yangxiang people only know how to run?
"No wonder you have the most deserters on the battlefield against the Wuwen Race.
"It’s so embarrassing, I’m embarrassed for you, Red Ox.
"You’ve lost all face."
The Camp General of the Steel Bone Race mocked Red Ox, even patting his own face.
Red Ox was absolutely furious today; he didn’t want to say a single word.
But the arena was sacred. As long as one party was still standing, even if they were a Camp General, they couldn’t stop at will.
This was a form of respect for the ritual of combat.
But truly, it was very embarrassing.
Yet, he had to admit, this refugee from the Banner Garrison Camp did indeed flee at an incredible speed, sotis even predicting Iron Liver’s attacks.
Red Ox could see that this was actually a promising talent.
But sadly, even a promising talent could beco a spectacle of disgrace.
...
"Beast, if you have the guts, don’t run. Face directly and fight with honor."
Iron Liver was outwinded after being kited for five or six minutes.
He was using a Yangxiang Race technique, which inherently expended a lot of Qi Blood and would soon be exhausted.
But this beast’s speed was too fast, making it hard for him to catch up.
"I won’t run, but I have a condition."
Su Yue stood opposite Iron Liver, maintaining so distance.
"Speak!"
Iron Liver gritted his teeth.
This shaless person was obviously up to no good.
Everyone below the arena looked at Su Yue in astonishnt.
A condition.
You’re already in the arena, what condition could you possibly demand?
Do you want to beg Iron Liver to spare you?
No hope of that.
Even if you survive, your fate is still death; the Camp General wouldn’t spare you.
"From now on, I forbid you from using any Yangxiang Race techniques.
"You see, you can’t even hit , so you can’t use the Yangxiang Race techniques anymore, because you’re unworthy; you will only tarnish them.
"As long as you use Steel Bone Race techniques, I promise I won’t run."
Su Yue said with a contemptuous face.
Upon hearing this, the arena below burst into an uproar.
It turns out that Huang Dou’s demand was this.
"Facing death, yet still considering the face of the Yangxiang Race, Huang Dou, you are a brave warrior."
Huangwa nodded solemnly.
"Indeed, the other nine warriors were each defeated by the Steel Bone Race using Yangxiang Race’s techniques.
"Huang Dou forbidding Iron Liver from using Yangxiang Race techniques is also to restore the Yangxiang Race’s face."
Another refugee said.
"A noble death, a noble death."
Many began to understand Su Yue’s plan.
Silently, many had begun to admire this warrior.
Although the ans were not glorious.
But he did use his own life to break the other side’s humiliation.
Even dying under the Steel Bone Race techniques was better than dying under Yangxiang Race techniques, and more dignified.
Even Red Ox looked at Su Yue with fresh eyes.
Facing death, still considering the Yangxiang Race, if this warrior belonged to the Tree Banner Garrison Camp, he might have had a future.
"Ha, ridiculous.
"Using my Steel Bone Race techniques, you’ll die even faster."
The Camp General of the Steel Bone Race sneered.
This ti, his expression wasn’t so disdainful.
It’s true.
Although Su Yue was as insignificant as an ant, his actions were barely worthy of respect.
He was a true warrior.
...
"Fine, I’ll grant your wish, let you witness my Steel Bone Race’s Steel Bone Spear.
"I’ve slain a total of 191 Martial Artists of the Wuwen Race with this technique, and to die under the Steel Bone Spear is sothing you can be proud of."
Iron Liver said coldly.
With that, the entire audience was in uproar once again.
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