"Hu Bubai, take your shot now,"
The host of the Thousand Martial Hall took a deep breath, his face somber as he turned to address a disheveled-bearded young man standing by.
"Alright!"
Hu Bubai nodded.
"Niu Qiansheng, come back!"
The Lord of the Thousand Martial Hall called out in a deep voice.
Xu Yan wore a smile, he let Niu Qiansheng retreat without killing him, directly dispersing the layers of sword light.
Hu Bubai was about to join the fight, long spear in hand. The host of the Thousand Martial Hall hesitated a moment before instructing, "Hu Bubai, fight to determine victory, not for life or death!"
He was suddenly not so confident anymore.
If Hu Bubai gets killed, the consequences would be dire, and he doesn't know how to explain it
Each spiritual body prodigy is extremely precious.
Hu Bubai paused at this, dragging his long spear on the ground as he marched forward. "Win or lose, live or die, I'll give it my all," he declared.