As the saying goes, the waves wash away the sand, and as time goes by, the priests who remain on the stage become stronger and stronger. Everyone perked up and looked intently at the stage.
When Mu Hanyan and Kong Renhe walked towards the competition stage at the same time, exclamations were heard again from the audience.
"Lord Kong, Chief Priest Mu's opponent in this match is actually Lord Kong!" Unlike Kong Renhe himself who had already known the predetermined draw result, everyone else only found out at this time.
As a Prayer Priest, Kong Renhe's status was only below that of the Chief Priest Guan Xiujin, the Left Priest Jiang Ruchu, and the Right Priest Zhao Xinghong. With Zhao Xinghong's death, he became one of the three highest-ranking High Priests in the Temple of Life. While status didn't completely equate to strength, the difference wasn't too far off. Mu Hanyan had originally thought she'd meet him in the final battle, but unexpectedly, she'd encountered him two battles earlier. This wasn't a good thing for her.
"I heard that Lord Kong had a grudge against Chief Priest Mu when they were in Qianlong Valley. He will definitely not hold back in this battle. I'm afraid Chief Priest Mu is in danger." Someone started to worry about Mu Hanyan.
"It is very likely that the position of right priest will be determined by the result of this competition." Someone said expectantly.
No one noticed that on the high platform, Guan Xiujing had a sarcastic sneer on his lips.
"Mu Hanyan, do you still remember what happened in Qianlong Valley?" As soon as he came on stage, Kong Renhe shouted at Mu Hanyan.
"Remember, how could it be that Lord Kong has forgotten and needs me to remind you? In fact, you can't blame me at the beginning. I clearly told you that it was my protective magic weapon, but you just didn't believe it and kept hitting the stone again and again. Can you blame me? By the way, how is Lord Kong's injury? I still have some pills left here. Why don't you go down and treat your injury before coming up." Mu Hanyan said with concern.
It is said that when you insult someone, you should not expose their shortcomings or hurt their face. She originally did not want to mention the matter of Qianlong Valley. After all, he was so old, and she would save his face if she could. But he insisted on talking about it, and Miss Mu could only cooperate and slap him in the face.
"Mu Hanyan, don't be so arrogant. The reason why I fell into your conspiracy in Qianlong Valley was simply because I couldn't attack you directly due to my divine duties. Today we have a fair fight. Do you think you will still be so lucky?" Kong Renhe shouted.
In today's battle, he not only wanted to defeat Mu Hanyan and seize the position of right priest in advance, but also forced Mu Hanyan to hand over the batch of five-colored soul beads and the ancestral artifacts snatched from the Liu family, and also wanted to avenge the shame of Qianlong Valley, so he did not hide it and took the initiative to tell the story of Qianlong Valley.
"Lord Kong, do you really think I'm just lucky?" Mu Hanyan smiled contemptuously.
Having witnessed the battle between him and Gao Weilong, this old man should know his own strength. Yet he thought it was just luck. Could it be that he has been so worried about the Five-Colored Soul Orb recently that he has lost his mind?
"Haha, you will know soon whether you are lucky or not." Kong Renhe smiled coldly and drew out the Chengfeng Sword.
"Om..." The sword sounded clear, and wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth. The power of the wind laws seemed to have substance, condensing on the competition stage, tightly enveloping Kong Ren and Mu Hanyan.
An invisible pressure also pressed down on Mu Hanyan, causing her breathing to slow down, as if a huge rock weighed down her chest. Kong Renhe, on the other hand, remained unaffected, his breathing steady and his demeanor composed.
Not only Mu Hanyan, but even the crowd in the stands had difficulty breathing under the pressure, as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.
"The Chengfeng Sword, the Chengfeng Sword passed down from the Kong family!" A priest exclaimed in surprise as he struggled to resist the pressure.
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