Considering the strength of those twelve priests, even the chief priests of each hall would have a hard time defeating them. Yet, Mu Hanyan had to accept their challenges one by one. She would probably die of exhaustion along the way, let alone have the last laugh. These chief priests were truly ruthless. They couldn't possibly cheat people like this.
Feeling their sympathetic gazes, Mu Hanyan remained calm and unusually composed, and the three pieces of paper in her hand quickly turned to ashes.
It was secretly delivered by someone on the way to the square. The content was similar, saying that the chief priests were determined to force her to retreat, and some of them might have murderous intentions, so they advised her to give up early to avoid fatal disaster.
The person who sent the note didn't hide their identity. One note came from Gao Weihu. Whether it was for the Five-Colored Soul Orb or a genuine desire to make her his friend, Mu Hanyan appreciated the kindness. Even if it was purely out of profit, the fat man was still a good partner.
The other note surprised Mu Hanyan a little. It was actually sent by Chu Yanghe. She thought that he must hate her to death because of her rejection, but she didn't expect that he still had such kindness. Mu Hanyan underestimated his broad-mindedness.
What surprised Mu Hanyan the most was that the last note was actually from Long Wudang. The saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" was truly true. Long Wudang's actions clearly weren't about genuine concern for Mu Hanyan; he simply didn't want her to die at Long Wucuo's hands. Mu Hanyan's feud with Long Wucuo was sealed. Even if he backed down temporarily, there would always be a chance to deal with him. He still remembered Mu Hanyan's promise to help him ascend to the position of Young Master of the Long Family.
Although she understood Long Wudang's intention, Mu Hanyan still had a higher opinion of this guy because he had such an idea. At least he was not a fool, and he was qualified to be an ally.
"Mu Hanyan, it's not too late to change your mind now. Think about it carefully. Do you really want to accept the challenge of these twelve priests on the stage?" Long Aoli's words interrupted Mu Hanyan's thoughts.
"I've made up my mind." Mu Hanyan said without hesitation.
After hearing Mu Hanyan's words, the others were fine. However, Chu Yang, Gao Weihu, and Long Wudang, who were mingling in the crowd, all had worried expressions on their faces. Hadn't she already received their warning? Why was she still insisting on doing so? Although the note they sent was simple and the details of the murderous intentions were vague, Mu Hanyan only needed to think carefully to guess who it was.
"Well, then, you guys discuss who will challenge Chief Priest Mu first?" Long Aoli stopped persuading him and looked at Long Wucuo and others.
"Wait?" Mu Hanyan suddenly asked.
"What's wrong? Has Chief Priest Mu changed his mind again?" Long Aoli asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"No, I want to choose my opponents myself and challenge them one by one. Is that okay?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"This... is okay." Long Aoli first looked at the other high priests and asked for their opinions. Seeing that they all nodded, he spoke.
As long as she agrees to accept the challenge of the twelve priests, Mu Hanyan will have absolutely no chance of breaking out of the siege. No matter what choice she makes, the result will be the same.
"That's good." Mu Hanyan nodded, her eyes sweeping over the faces of the priests on the stage one by one.
For some reason, under her gaze, the priests felt a little inexplicably uneasy in their hearts, as if they were lambs to be slaughtered.
Because the chief priests of each hall valued and feared Mu Hanyan, these priests no longer dared to look down on Mu Hanyan. However, they had previously only thought that even a round-robin battle would be enough to drag the opponent to death, so no one thought much about it. But now, when Mu Hanyan took the initiative to choose her opponent, they suddenly thought of a problem. If Mu Hanyan's strength was really as terrifying as the chief priests had guessed, whoever was chosen by her first would be in trouble for eight lifetimes.
Most of them had received instructions from their chief priest not to kill Mu Hanyan and to be careful about the situation. However, Mu Hanyan was outnumbered and would definitely not hold back. Not to mention being seriously injured, it was very likely that they would die at her hands.
As they thought about this, they became more and more uneasy, fearing that they would be the first one chosen by Mu Hanyan, and even their gazes became evasive.
Mu Hanyan noticed the change in their gazes, and a subtle smile played on her lips. She knew very well that with her current strength, she would never be able to break through the siege of these priests. So her first step was to destroy their will as much as possible, making them feel uneasy and timid.
It now seems that my preemptive trick is working quite well.
The chief priests on the stage also noticed the change in the expressions of their subordinates and quickly guessed Mu Hanyan's intentions. Whether they hated her or feared her, they had to admit that this young chief priest was indeed extraordinary. Simply selecting her opponents might not seem to affect the final outcome, but in reality, the fighting spirit of the priests below had been greatly affected at this moment, naturally giving her a little more leverage in the final victory. Although the effect of this chip was minimal, the fact that she could even muster such a strategy was enough to show her extraordinary ability.
It seems that they value Mu Hanyan so much that they are not even willing to lose face to come up with such a rule, and it is not without purpose.
"Chief Priest Mu, haven't you made up your mind yet?" Long Aoli said impatiently.
He didn't think that Mu Hanyan could make the priests on the stage lose their fighting spirit with just this little trick and win without fighting, but he also had a higher opinion of Mu Hanyan and didn't want those priests to be influenced by her again.
"Okay, it's him!" Mu Hanyan hadn't originally thought of winning without a fight. She was just laying the groundwork for her later arrangements. Seeing the uneasy looks of the priests on the stage, she realized that her goal had been achieved. She retracted her gaze and pointed her finger at the crowd, "Long Wucuo, do you dare to accept my challenge?"
Her voice echoed throughout the venue, and everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the first opponent she chose was Long Wucuo.
After watching the previous competitions, everyone knows that Long Wucuo should be the strongest among this group of priests. If Mu Hanyan really wants to break out of the siege, she should challenge the relatively weaker opponents first and leave him for last. Why did she choose him first?
The priests on the stage were also somewhat surprised, but they had also seen many storms and waves, and they quickly guessed Mu Hanyan's intention. She should first defeat the strongest among them, intimidate the other opponents, and force them to surrender without a fight. However, she thought too simply of them, and also of Long Wucuo.
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