Chapter 2012

It was hard to believe. Not only were these ants from the Lower Star Domain arrogant, but they were also able to beat up so many of his seventh-rank spirit masters in one go!

What kind of strength was this?

Zhao He scanned the people from the top academies with lingering fear.

He didn't know that there were several Spirit Supremacies and Immortal Supremacies among the people from the top academies.

If it weren't for the fact that these Great Gods were afraid that the Heavenly Dao would come looking for trouble, they would have only hesitated to make a move. At this moment, not even half of Zhao He's people would be left.

If Little Taisui and the others got serious, Zhao He wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being killed even if he brought hundreds or thousands of great spirit masters with him.

In the face of absolute strength, Zhao He could only bow his head.

If he wanted to live, he had to bow his head as soon as possible.

When he thought of his only son, Zhao Li, Zhao He's heart felt uneasy again.

No way!

He couldn't just abandon his son like this.

Zhao Li had died an innocent death. He had to take justice back from this indifferent girl!

Even if he couldn't take it back, he had to take a bite out of that girl!

Zhao Li was about to step forward to pester her when he heard Mo Lian say coldly, "Take care of him."

"Yes!"

Four or five shadow guards immediately appeared behind her. Under Tong's lead, they used their spirit power to lock the shocked Zhao He in place. They dragged along a few of Zhao He's disciples and immediately disappeared in front of everyone.

Miss Qiao blinked, then shook Mo Lian's wrist. "Who is he?

How come I've never seen him before? "

"He's called Tong, someone the Emperor sent over. Let's use him first."

Currently, he was still lacking manpower. When he returned to the Divine Prefecture, he could slowly replenish them.

Arbor nodded. "Oh."

"Jojo, don't worry." Mo Lian raised a hand to touch her cheek. "I can take care of these idle people."

Arbor couldn't be bothered with Zhao He's matter. Since Prince Mo had taken care of everything for her, Miss Qiao was naturally … happy to be idle.

"Lian, that person called Tong was sent over by the Emperor of the Divine Prefecture?"

"Mm." Mo Lian nodded.

"Reliable?"

"I don't know yet."

Mo Lian shook her head. "But for now, he's obedient and hasn't caused me any trouble."

"Oh," Arbor said. "Okay."

After Zhao He's group was dragged away, the interrupted competition finally returned to normal.

It was only on the surface that he looked calm. As for the people's hearts, they looked at Mo Lian with eyes full of stormy waves. Arbor was too lazy to care.

"The first event of the finals will be held in the afternoon."

"You can go back to the inn and rest for the first half of the day."

Everyone was speechless.

Isn't this competition of yours a bit too tight?

She hated that she couldn't even use the time to eat and sleep?

In just a few days, he had to fight so many matches. The intensity was high, and the strength of his opponents was high!

Many people couldn't hold on any longer.

Now that they heard that they could only rest for half a day, no one grumbled anymore. They immediately pulled their teams and hurried back to the inn.

"Are you kidding?" Zhou Danjin said indignantly. "This year's competition is simply a mess!

I wonder who's the one who keeps coming up with these lousy ideas!

They're just trying to fool people! "

Little Fatty and the others comforted Instructor Zhou, then returned to Anping Inn with the other instructors.

Arbor didn't care.