"If you don't want your prince to die, release him first!" Jiang Yuan's attitude was resolute.
"No, I don't trust you humans!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit was unwilling to compromise easily, because once you compromise, you'll compromise again.
Jiang Yuan said nonchalantly, "That's right, I don't trust you either! In that case, let's each kill the hostages we have, they're just a burden anyway!"
After saying that, Jiang Yuan's fingers reached out like eagle claws, intending to completely break Qiao Ling's neck.
Yu Tu's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this. Was this even human language? If she hadn't been suspended in mid-air, she would have been cursing right now.
The two of them signed a marriage contract, don't they have any sense of contractual obligation?
"Stop!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit released his grip, his face extremely grim. "Don't hurt my Highness!"
"I really don't understand you servants. Your master is in my hands, and you still dare to bargain with me. You really have no sense of propriety!" Seeing that Yu Tu had been put down, Jiang Yuan stopped torturing Qiao Ling, but he still didn't hold back with his words.
"Human, I have a suggestion that can perfectly solve our problem!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit, with a sinister look in his eyes, began to talk to Jiang Yuan.
"Your suggestion is useless to me!" Jiang Yuan rejected it outright. He wanted to stall for time until Tianlong and the others arrived.
The middle-aged Holy Spirit was not discouraged by Jiang Yuan's attitude, but continued, "You ambushed my prince just now, which put him at a disadvantage. This victory was not honorable! I propose that you fight my prince again. If you win, I will not only release this woman but also escort you away. Otherwise, this woman will die, and you will become my prince's guard!"
"Your words aren't very credible!" Jiang Yuan shook his head with a faint smile.
If the two of them really fight, it'll be a duel. If Qiao Ling just runs away, then he'll be a fool.
"Your Excellency can rest assured, I can make a battlefield oath, you don't need to worry about us going back on our word! Moreover, we have the arena lock, which can fully guarantee that Your Excellency and my prince will fight in an absolutely fair environment!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit was racking his brains to ensure that his prince would survive.
"Heh!" Jiang Yuan chuckled. He knew from the middle-aged Holy Spirit's words that Qiao Ling's identity was not simple. It was possible that if this guy died, the other Holy Spirits would be severely injured if they returned.
"Human, do you dare to let me go and fight again!" Qiao Ling also began to fan the flames.
"Shut up!" Jiang Yuan punched Qiao Ling in the face, and Qiao Ling immediately started bleeding profusely.
"Waaaaah!"
Qiao Ling groaned in grief and indignation, but dared not provoke them again.
"Let me see the arena lock you mentioned!" Jiang Yuan dared not act rashly; he needed to first determine whether the arena lock truly had the functions the other party claimed.
"Give!"
The middle-aged Holy Spirit tossed over a golden orb, inside which an ancient bronze lock floated up and down.
Identification by Tianyan (a Chinese medical device).
Spirit-level Arena Lock (Special), Quality: Legendary, Function: Locks the battlefield for combatants of no more than Spirit level, resisting all external forces.
Jiang Yuan suspected something was amiss, so he used the in-depth analysis three times in a row, but the results were all the same: it was a genuine arena lock.
"Well, have you made up your mind?" the middle-aged Holy Spirit asked.
Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes, glanced at Qiao Ling who was suppressed by divine power, and sneered, "I can agree to a one-on-one duel, but the rules have to be changed!"
"How should it be changed?" The middle-aged Holy Spirit's expression darkened; he had no choice but to accept the other party's exorbitant demands.
"If I win, I'll take his life!" Jiang Yuan grabbed Qiao Ling like a chick, his eyes slowly gleaming with arrogance.
"Impossible!" the middle-aged Holy Spirit exclaimed.
"So that means there's nothing to talk about?" Jiang Yuan looked at the group of Holy Spirits who had surrounded him with a wicked smile. As long as Qiao Ling was in his hands, he would have the right to be arrogant.
"Say yes!" Qiao Ling roared, his arrogant tone proclaiming, "If it's a fair fight, I'll surely kill him in three moves!"
The middle-aged Holy Spirit remained silent, his cold expression suggesting he was lost in thought.
"Wait, let's change the terms! If you win, you can't harm my prince, but I will use treasures of equal value to replace his life!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit said through gritted teeth. His agreement to such a condition was already an admission of weakness, and no matter what, it was a great insult to a member of the Holy Spirit royal family.
"Uncle Feng!" Qiao Ling felt a surge of anger.
"Shut up! Your only task now is to kill him. Only then can you wash away this humiliation!" the middle-aged Holy Spirit coldly shouted.
Qiao Ling clenched his fists, but he had no words or actions to refute them. He was now at the mercy of others, and he had no choice!
"Release my little rabbit!" Jiang Yuan pointed at Yu Tu.
At this moment, Yu Tu's eyes welled up with tears. Sure enough, he still cared about her. Moreover, it was because of Jiang Yuan's actions that the first trace of admiration appeared on the Matchmaker's letter.
Once the first wisp of admiration appears, will the complete power of admiration be too late?
"Here you go!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit wasn't afraid of the rabbit escaping at all. The place was already completely surrounded, and any Spirit Awakener below the ninth rank would have no chance to escape.
"Little dumpling, don't let her die!"
A black and white object materialized and shielded the battered and bruised Yu Tu behind it.
"This is a divine beast!" The middle-aged Holy Spirit's pupils shrank sharply. He knew the status of divine beasts well. Even the current Holy Spirit Clan did not have a divine-level Holy Spirit Beast that had been unsealed. So it was enough to show the shock that a divine beast would bring when it appeared in the early stages of the battlefield.
"Hurrah!"
The little dumpling roared at the middle-aged Holy Spirit, expressing its murderous intent.
"Interesting!" A barely perceptible greed lurked in the eyes of the middle-aged Holy Spirit. If a divine beast joined the Holy Spirit Temple, their Holy Spirit Temple would already possess the potential of the Holy Spirit Mountain, which would be far more useful than a genius prince.
"Let's begin!"
Jiang Yuan gestured to the middle-aged Holy Spirit, who, without further ado, activated the arena lock.
The ring lock is a one-time use item. It can only be unlocked when one side loses and voluntarily leaves the ring. Once unlocked, the ring lock will become invalid, making it an expensive consumable.
The golden holy sphere slowly flew into the air and, in a very short time, constructed a large arena with a diameter of fifty meters, completely excluding everyone else.
Jiang Yuan led Qiao Ling into the arena, then tossed her to the other side like a dead dog, saying, "You still have some integrity!"
"You bastard, today I will use your life to wash away this shame!" After the power within Qiao Ling reappeared, he became even more arrogant. In his eyes, Jiang Yuan was now just trash, trash that he could kill with a flick of his wrist.
"Do you have the qualifications?" Jiang Yuan remained unmoved, even planting the God-Slaying Spear on the arena.
Weapons are for killing, but Qiao Ling still had value to him, so he chose to fight him in a more brutal way.
After all, real, brutal, hand-to-hand combat is what makes a man's romance.
"When it comes to physical strength, my Cangling clan has never been afraid of anyone!"
Qiao Ling tore open her shirt, and her body, which seemed to be cast in steel, began to change at that moment.
"Azure Sky Overlord Body!"
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