Meeting friends through martial arts!
As soon as Yale said this, the ten overgods behind him raised their heads proudly.
Although they hadn't released their godheads' power, everyone in the garden could feel the pressure around them increase.
"What on earth is this guy trying to do?"
Ye Zichen didn't respond directly. Instead, he pondered his intentions.
Before long, however, Ye Zichen understood. This was Yale's overt scheme.
The letter clearly stated that Yale wouldn't do anything to Ye Zichen and the others if they came here. In other words, there was no such thing as a Feast at Hongmen.
At their level, oaths were bound to be taken seriously.
Ye Zichen wouldn't break the letter or set up an ambush for them, but that didn't mean he couldn't do it in other ways.
For example, this friendly competition.
Yale had agreed to release Xiao Yumei and the others, and he'd even sent his subordinates to fetch them.
However, Ye Zichen and the others didn't know where they were being held, and how long they'd take was up to Yale.
Yale and the others could buy time and heavily injure Yin Shang and the others.
It was true that sparring should be stopped when the time was right, but if they really were injured, they couldn't blame them. If they were injured, Ye Zichen and the others naturally couldn't bring them back to the Third Era.
Staying here to recuperate was no different from being locked up.
From the start, Yale had smiled at them. He'd never considered himself a God King of Destruction. He'd treated them like a host.
Now …..
Yale had agreed to release Xiao Yumei and the others. His only request was that they meet friends through martial arts and exchange pointers.
If Ye Zichen refused, he'd be giving him no face.
What an overt scheme!
Ye Zichen's expression didn't change, but inwardly, he marveled at Yale's ruthlessness.
"Star Lord Ye, what do you think?"
When he saw that Ye Zichen still hadn't responded, Yale asked again, then laughed, "Don't worry.
"Star Lord Ye, there's no need to worry. My subordinates have all experienced hundreds of thousands of battles. We're just sparring, so we'll stop when the time is right. They know how to control their strength, and there's no way they'll hurt your two heroes. "
"What a joke."
Whoosh!
Gou Yuzhan, who had long since prepared himself for battle, swept his staff fiercely, and a violent gust of wind caused the wine cups on the table to sway.
The surrounding green plants also bent under the pressure of the strong wind, and the starlight in his eyes burned.
His entire body was releasing a sharp aura. "They even injured us. If we really fight, I think you should be more worried about your subordinates. I'm not as good at fighting as your subordinates. The number of battles I've experienced over the years can be counted on two hands, and my control of strength isn't as good as your subordinates. I wonder if the Godly King of Destruction has one.
If the other Sovereign candidates are crippled by me during the spar, you have to find a substitute to replace them. "
Such a merciless shout caused the faces of the ten Sovereigns behind Yale to freeze.
However, no one on Ye Zichen's side spoke up to stop Gou Yuzhan. Not even Yin Shang, the most rational of them all, spoke up.
An enemy was an enemy!
No matter how Yale treated them, the Third Era and the Outer-Realm God Race were enemies.
Just now, it seemed like Yale was trying to comfort Ye Zichen, but in reality, he was slandering Ye Zichen's subordinates and saying they were inferior to his Sovereigns.
This was an insult to Ye Zichen's dignity. How could he tolerate such behavior?
"Insolence!"
One of the Sovereigns couldn't help but curse. Gou Yuzhan looked at him disdainfully and didn't so much as glance at him.
This infuriated the Sovereigns, but without Yale's orders, no matter how angry they were, they couldn't act rashly.
"Star Lord Ye's subordinates sure are impressive!" laughed Yale.
"It's not that we're impressive, it's that you, Lord Yale, are too arrogant." Yin Shang narrowed his eyes and laughed.
When Yale heard that, his expression grew unsightly. He could lower himself to be on equal footing with Ye Zichen.
However, it was Ye Zichen's subordinates who'd spoken, and their words were filled with disrespect. Yale's brows furrowed with fury. However, in the Outer-Realm, where the God Race fought and schemed against each other, for Yale to become the God King of Destruction, he was naturally more shrewd than most people.
In an instant, he retracted his anger and looked at Ye Zichen.
"Star Lord Ye …."
"I'm truly sorry," said Ye Zichen. "They're my Auxiliary Stars, so I was too arrogant and spoiled. If I said something that displeased the God King, I hope you won't take it to heart."
"Hmph, no matter," snorted Yale, then his gaze shifted. "I just wonder, Star Lord Ye …."
"Isn't it just making friends through martial arts? I love making friends through martial arts."
Before Yale could finish his sentence, Gou Yuzhan interrupted him with a cold snort.
He swung his staff, blazing with starlight, and took a step forward. Then he turned to Ye Zichen and said, "Star Lord, Minister of the Right requests permission to fight!"
"Go on," said Ye Zichen.
"Go on, but don't go too hard on them. We're guests. If you injure one of the Sovereigns here, it'll be hard to explain. "
"Let's see if they're strong enough!"
With that, Gou Yuzhan pointed his staff at the ten Sovereigns behind Yale.
"Who dares to fight?" "Heh, Star Lord Ye and this Auxiliary Star of yours are truly vicious." Yale maintained the smile on his face, but the resentment in his heart flickered vaguely in his eyes. "Rhythm, go and try it out with this hero. Remember to be careful. Don't get hurt. The other side has already said it.
。 If you get hurt, it'll be my loss of face. "
"Don't worry, God King. I won't let you down!"
As they spoke, a skinny young man in brown robes walked out from the ten Godkings.
The youth's eyes were as clear as the sea. When you looked into them, you couldn't help but sink into them. You'd be at peace.
However, the instant he stepped forward ….
Boom!
Divine power surged out like a tidal wave, and a godhead emerged from between his brows. The divine power transformed into threads that formed a guqin above his head.
His hair danced wildly in the wind, and his clear eyes instantly turned crimson.
His entire person was releasing a tyrannical aura from the inside out. This violent aura was a strong contrast to his previous tranquility.
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