In the arena formation, Suning slowly opened his eyes, smiled and said thank you.
The other party intended to show kindness, so there was no reason for him to pretend to refuse at this juncture to show how noble he was.
The next two battles were crucial. He could not lose either one, nor could he afford to lose either one.
Therefore, whether he is upright or conspiratorial, as long as he can win and maintain his reputation as a demon disciple, he doesn't mind using tricks when necessary.
Even if he was spurned by others afterwards, he would not hesitate.
"Thanks."
After bowing his hands, Suning closed his eyelids and fell into meditation and breath control again.
Tu Yue casually set up a soundproof light shield to cover him and Gu Meng, as if he didn't want to be disturbed by the outside world before the battle.
There was a group of anxious demon cultivators sitting in the back, who were already whispering uncontrollably and talking at random.
"What are you doing? You can obviously take this opportunity to gain the upper hand, defeat Suning in one fell swoop, and make him roll out of the demon world as embarrassed as a dog, or his soul will be destroyed. Why should you show mercy to him? How can we talk about fairness and justice?"
"That guy's ability to break through four realms and kill enemies is obvious to all. How can we take him lightly?"
"Besides, the winner has two hours of breathing time after each battle. The rules were set by the ancestors. Xiao Buchong personally declared that all participants should be treated equally. Why make an exception?"
"I really don't know what Senior Brother Tu Yue is thinking. From my perspective, this is just asking for trouble and distress."
"Hey, you are the only one who talks a lot. A typical emperor is not in a hurry and eunuchs are in a hurry. You talk a lot of nonsense."
"We have to believe in Senior Brother Tu Yue and Senior Sister Gu Meng. They can fight against the fifteenth-grade True Immortal."
"Yes, I agree with this. Suning's limit for breaking through and killing enemies is at the level 14 of the True Immortal. There is no way he can defeat the level 15 True Immortal."
"Everyone, please be patient and wait for the next round of challenges to begin."
"Shh, keep your voices down..."
Behind the crowd, Ji Shen, who narrowly lost to Suning by one move, lowered his head and said nothing, smiling strangely.
He shook his shoulders and without leaving a trace, he transmitted a message to Whale Secret Technique who was sitting next to him: "How? Believe me, right?"
"Tu Yue and Gu Meng are just letting things go, secretly helping Suning secure his reputation as a demon disciple."
"They received instructions from the top to be good people secretly, what about us? If I hadn't seen the opportunity in advance and left no room for error, wouldn't I have offended Suning to death?"
"It should be noted that it is easy to offend but difficult to make friends with. The icing on the cake can never be as good as providing help when the time is right."
The latter nodded calmly and said happily: "It is indeed true. Even if we risk our lives, we may not be able to defeat Suning."
"It's better to sell him a favor and save it for the future so that we can meet each other, and you won't be afraid of him settling the score later."
"only......"
After a slight hesitation, Jing Kang said with a worried look on his face: "I'm just afraid that Suning won't realize that we are helping him. In the end, it will be a futile effort."
Ji Shen said proudly: "Don't worry, there are people who can understand what he can't understand, and they can see through it at a glance."
"This effort to support the dragon is due to Tu Yue and Gu Meng, and naturally it is also due to you and me."
Whale realized it later, half-squinted his eyes, and said sharply: "Protector Xiao."
Chi Shen raised the corners of his mouth and said no more.
Whale took a long breath and finally felt relieved, feeling extremely relaxed.
On the other side, in the arena formation, as time passed bit by bit, Suning gradually completed adjusting his breath.
When the physical consumption and demonic power consumption were fully replenished, his mind relaxed and he stood up suddenly.
"please......"
Inviting to fight with one hand, full of confidence.
"Click."
The soundproof mask below was self-defeating, and Gu Meng took the lead, turning one shadow into a hundred shadows.
"Swish swish."
Afterimages floated, connected one after another.
Before the shadow was extinguished, Gu Meng appeared quietly in the center of the ring.
"High-grade sorcery in the form of body skills, Thirteen Steps of Demonic Cloud."