Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

Moreover, Murong Fei's strength was recognized by all disciples of Xingyao Sect.

There is no one who is confident that his strength must surpass her, and who is still under the age of eighteen!

Murong Fei has already lost, so how can the others have the guts to come up and make a fool of themselves?

Everyone knows very well that this is the last chance for the Xingyao Sect, and the hopes of the entire sect are pinned on this final battle!

If he wins, it will of course shine brightly and win the praise and admiration of the entire sect.

But what if you lose? It is conceivable that everyone will be extremely disappointed, and may even push the responsibility for the failure of the group arena to the last challenger. Not many people can bear such pressure!

The disciples in the audience gradually calmed down after commotion for a while, but no one dared to come up to challenge.

When Murong De saw this scene, although it was expected, he was still angry and anxious.

Alas, it's all his own fault for being cheated! What kind of weird condition did he agree that disciples over the age of 20 could not participate in the competition? If Li Moying could end, what else would he have to worry about?

At this time, the elders of the outer sect who acted as referees urged impatiently.

"Sect Master Murong, please hurry up and decide on the challenger, otherwise you should admit defeat as soon as possible! According to the rules of the group arena determined at the beginning, the interval between two challenges cannot exceed half an hour! Now the time is almost up, if half an hour If no one comes up to challenge within the time limit of two hours, even Fang Shaoning wins without a fight and becomes the final champion!"

The time for the challenger to accept the challenge is limited, this is a common rule in the entire Tianling Continent.

Otherwise, as long as the three matches are dissatisfied, and the losing side keeps procrastinating endlessly, refusing to continue to send people to the stage, wouldn't this match never end?

Murong De glanced at the hourglass used for timing the group arena, and found that there was indeed less than one stick of incense left, and his face became even more ugly.

"Are you all trash? No one from the mighty Xingyao Sect dares to challenge you on stage?"

Under the stage, the direct disciples of Xingyao Sect looked at each other and smiled wryly.

It is an honor to challenge on stage, but at such a critical moment, knowing that you will lose, who dares to be a sinner on stage?

The hourglass leaked to the bottom little by little...

A satisfied smile appeared on Fang Shaoning's face, knowing that he was in sight of victory...

Just when everyone was in despair, a crisp voice floated down from the high platform.

"Sect Master Murong, if you don't mind, please let me challenge Fang Shaoning on stage!"

When Murong De heard that someone was willing to come on stage, his face showed surprise at first, but when he turned his head and saw the speaker clearly, his expression immediately became even uglier!

"Miss Bai, you... what do you mean? You want to challenge on the stage? This suzerain reminds you that this group arena is of great importance, it is not a joke, it is not an occasion where you can just joke around!"

Huang Yueli stood up from her seat, and said calmly: "Sect Master Murong, I'm not joking! Of course I know what this group arena competition means, and I am very serious! Although I am not a direct disciple, since There is no one in the Xingyao Sect who can challenge on stage, so why not let me try?"

Murong De frowned, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.