Chapter 4150
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General Yi was still smiling. "I'm not going to challenge you to a normal fight. If you're going to fight, let's do it for real."
Feng Wu agreed right away. "Alright."
General Yi narrowed his eyes. "I'm talking about a fight to the death!"
Feng Wu gave him the same answer. "Alright!"
It was rare for Young General Yi to be so serious. His expression was cold as he stared at Feng Wu with his sharp eyes, as if trying to figure out why she was so confident.
"You're just a Level 5 Martial Saint and you're challenging me? Hah, that's ridiculous. " General Yi stared at Feng Wu. "But I can send someone else to fight you, Situ Nanbo!"
"Yes." Situ Nanbo stepped out.
General Yi said to Feng Wu, "Situ Nanbo, a Level 6 Martial Saint. If you can defeat him, I'll spare you a spot.
Don't think that I'm taking advantage of you by sending a Level 6 Martial Saint to fight you. In fact, Situ Nanbo is already the weakest in this team. You won't be able to find anyone weaker. "
Feng Wu said, "… Alright."
General Yi said to Situ Nanbo, "Don't hold back. Just kill her and you'll be rewarded!"
The crowd sucked in their breaths.
Young General Yi had seemed to treat Feng Wu differently before, but now it sounded like he was going to kill her … Sure enough, the people of the Great Yan Dynasty were extremely cruel and couldn't be judged by common sense.
"I admit it." Feng Wu stared at Situ Nanbo, ready to fight.
Situ Nanbo stared at Feng Wu with a cold look in his eyes. Without another word, he jumped into the air. Thump!
Thump! Thump!
Situ Nanbo was indeed going for the kill. He didn't use any fancy moves, only simple and efficient!
His attack was simple and straightforward. It was wide open, but it was powerful and powerful!
Feng Wu was a Level 5 Martial Sage and many of the people present were worried for her. Although Feng Wu had defeated Wu Ming and the Palace Master of Firmament Palace, Situ Nanbo from the Dayan Dynasty was obviously more difficult to deal with.
However, Feng Wu knew very well that Situ Nanbo was no match for her.
She could kill Situ Nanbo within ten moves, but … in the end, Feng Wu decided to hide some of her strength.
Thud!
The battle lasted for fifty moves before the victor was finally decided.
Feng Wu swung the Fallen Star Sword in the air and Situ Nanbo spat out a mouthful of blood.
Puchi, puchi —
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
Young General Yi's face instantly turned ugly.
"Situ Nanbo, you lost, step down!" Young General Yi angrily rebuked.
Holding his throat, Situ Nanbo threw a dirty look at Feng Wu before he went back to his team.
Apart from Young General Yi and Situ Nanbo, the rest of the nine people from the Great Yan Dynasty narrowed their eyes and stared at Feng Wu coldly.
They didn't expect the Junwu Empire to produce such a ruthless man who was bold enough to kill someone from the Yan Dynasty.
If it hadn't been for Young General Yi's timely shout, Feng Wu's sword would have pierced three inches into Situ Nanbo's throat. At that time, even a god wouldn't be able to save him.
"Young General, I, Gud Monin, invite you to fight!"
Goodmoning? That was such an awkward name. Feng Wu couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.
It was a middle-aged man with a dark face and a burly body. He was obviously a strength-type warrior.
Young General Yi glanced at Gud Monin in silence.
All Feng Wu had to do now was buy time.
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