Chapter 4153
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Young General Yi understood this, and so did the strong people present, which was why he was even more furious.
Gude Monin was speechless as well.
"Get out of here!" Young General Yi kicked him back into the group and stared at Feng Wu.
Unfortunately, Feng Wu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, recovering her spiritual essence.
The battle just now seemed simple, but it was actually very thrilling. If Feng Wu wasn't careful, she could have lost her life. Luckily, the battle had ended well.
Right now, Young General Yi was staring at Feng Wu with intense scrutiny in his eyes.
It was one thing for a Five Level Martial Saint to defeat a Six Level Martial Saint, but a Seven Level Martial Saint who was two levels higher? What kind of person was she?
"Again!" Young General Yi stared at Feng Wu. He didn't care if she was recovering her spiritual essence or not. He said directly, "Lei Yiran, you go."
Lei Yiran was a little uncomfortable, but in the end, he listened to Young General Yi and went up to them.
"You don't want to?" Young General Yi stared at Lei Yiran.
Lei Yiran said awkwardly, "Young General, I'm an Eight Level Martial Saint, and I'm only a Five Level Martial Saint. Isn't that bullying? She won't even be able to withstand my attack! I don't want to fight. "
Young General Yi smirked. "You still don't want to fight? You might be the one who loses. "
Lei Yiran said, "That's impossible!"
Young General Yi said, "Then you can try."
Lei Yiran said, "I …" He wanted to say that he really didn't want to fight a Five Level Martial Saint, so he stood there gloomily.
"No." Emperor Wu stopped him. "Xiao Wu can't fight now."
Young General Yi looked at Feng Wu. "If you fight, you'll have one less Martial Saint to lose. Don't you want to?"
Young General Yi wanted to know what Feng Wu's potential could be.
"I'll take his place!" One of the Martial Saints next to Emperor Wu volunteered.
But Young General Yi ignored him and only stared at Feng Wu. "You're the only one who can do it. Are you going or not?"
In the end, he even put Feng Wu in a moral bind. "Don't you want to save them? If you win, you will be able to save a Martial Sage. Do you really have the heart to do that? "
When Feng Wu was finally done, she rose to her feet and looked at General Yi. "Do you really want to know what my potential is?"
Young General Yi didn't hide it and nodded. "Yes."
Feng Wu smiled. "Sure."
Young General Yi stared at Feng Wu coldly and frowned. "Do you agree?" Feng Wu frowned.
Feng Wu glanced at him. "You were upset when I said no, and you're still upset when I said yes. Then what do you want from me? "
Young General Yi nodded. "Alright, Lei Yiran, do your best to force out her potential."
Lei Yiran still felt awkward in his heart. What potential was there to force?
"Young General, I'm an Eight Star Martial Sage. If I can't even take down a Six Star Martial Sage, I'll kill myself on the spot. I won't have the face to live anymore."
Lei Yiran felt that he would definitely win.
Almost everyone present felt that Lei Yiran would definitely win, except for the paranoid Young General Yi.
Meanwhile, Feng Xun whispered in Feng Wu's ear, "Xiao Wu, how are you going to fight? Say no. We'll stall for a few more days and Boss Jun will come out! "
Feng Wu smiled wryly inwardly. Stall for a few more days? Of course they wouldn't let her stall for a few more days. She would be lucky if she could stall for two hours.
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