Shen Mingzhu smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, "Yun San'er, let's decide the outcome in one game. Don't talk about the three-game, two-win, five-game, three-win thing. That's just to kill time when you're full and have nothing to do.
Well, our time is very precious, and we can only decide the outcome in one round. So you have to think carefully, use as many people as you have, and don't regret it until you lose all face."
Shen Mingzhu was setting rules, but she was also stimulating Yun Feiyang.
She had already expected that he had many masters, and there might even be masters who were as good as Xiao Xian.
But such a master is also proud. He doesn't know Xiao Xian's strength, so he can't take action easily.
In a one-on-one fight, even if Xiao Xian defeated them, it would be of no benefit. Being beaten by others would be boring and tiring.
It's better to just solve it once and for all.
Shen Mingzhu is sure that the top players who come up this time will definitely not bother to appear, and those who come are probably second-rate.
Of the ten or eight second-rate people, it may not be as difficult to deal with one of the first-rate ones.
And after this competition, the prince won the victory, defeating the many with less, which was enough to shock Fengcheng and Mr. Yun.
And Pei Shengnan should be able to be rescued over there.
What Shen Mingzhu does is never just one thing, there are events related to it.
Xiao Xian took a deep look at Shen Mingzhu and told her to pay attention to her safety down there and not to worry about him.
Shen Mingzhu nodded slightly towards him, responded to his thoughts, and smiled.
Xiao Xian tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure suddenly rose up, flying into the air like a wild goose, and landed on the stage.
His light kung fu immediately won applause from the audience. Some people even forgot that he was here to challenge the third young master and were impressed by his light kung fu.
It would be boring if the person Yun Feiyang found couldn't fly up, but had to climb up step by step.
Yun Feiyang, whose face was gloomy below, glared at Shen Mingzhu fiercely, "Showing off!"
Shen Mingzhu smiled and waved her hands, "Don't take it seriously. Even if you are a few times taller, my eldest brother can fly up there. Your arena is still too short. If you want to consider your kung fu, you should just erect a big chess pole, towering into the sky."
Well. In this way, everyone uses Qinggong to fly up first. You can consider Qinggong, and then go back and start fighting. Whoever is stronger will stay, and the loser will be beaten down... Tsk, tsk, I think it is more interesting this way, it is more exciting and fun,
Yun San'er, do you think so?"
Compared to the arena, this method is naturally more exciting.
Yun Feiyang snorted coldly, "You think you're playing monkey."
At this time, Xiao Xian had already occupied a corner of the arena and said loudly: "Yun Feiyang, don't waste time, come on."
Yun Feiyang's people haven't come on the field yet. Shen Mingzhu feels that there must be differences of opinion among them below, and they don't know who to play.
If it was one-on-one before, they could just take turns going up, and a wheel battle would be good too.
But now that they have to go all at once, they will be in trouble.
After all, some martial arts people are noble and unwilling to ruin their own reputation. They don't want to bully others with numbers, but would rather go one on one.
Moreover, Shen Mingzhu also had the idea to let them all go together. Each of these masters thinks that they are the best masters. They are inevitably arrogant and arrogant, and they definitely don't like to cooperate with others.
