Chapter 5604: The Competition Continues
"Surrender immediately and jump off the stage yourself!" Guangguang Daren quickly interjected.
"Uncle Zhang, remember that!"
"Yes, yes, remember."
Zhang Feng nodded vigorously, his face serious, and began silently reciting the names on the list...
He felt that the two children's warnings must be true.
Just look at the previous match; the plump young woman the child called "poker-faced mom" moved incredibly fast, dislocating her opponent's jaw with just one move...
Forget it, the competition is secondary. Life is so precious and you only get one.
"Uncle, the fact that you can listen to Little Tuanzi's advice shows you're very intelligent," Guangguang Daren praised with a smile.
Zhang Feng, however, was a bit exasperated.
As they spoke, it was almost Zhang Feng's turn to compete, and he needed to go prepare below the arena.
So he quickly whispered, "Don't wander off, just wait for Uncle here."
"Go quickly, Uncle," Mo Baobao urged repeatedly. "Don't worry, we won't wander around."
They were good kids; how could they cause trouble everywhere?
They wouldn't!
Zhang Feng gave repeated instructions, feeling uneasy as he squeezed his way down toward the arena.
Mo Baobao bounced and jumped onto Guangguang Daren's back.
The two little devils stacked on top of each other like human pyramids.
Guangguang Daren floated in the air, with Mo Baobao stacked on his back.
Guangguang Daren shook his smooth head. "What if Uncle can't beat his opponent later? Should we secretly help him?"
Mo Baobao shook his head seriously. "No. Even if we help Uncle and he barely makes it into the top two hundred, Uncle probably wouldn't be happy."
"I think Uncle is an honest person; if he wants to enter the Sacred Palace, he'll definitely want to follow the rules and win with his own strength."
"Then I hope Uncle has good luck. That guy opposite him is a weakling!"
Little Tuanzi chuckled, thinking, How could he be a weakling?
The participants in this Holy Domain selection for the top two hundred were mostly Transcendental Divine Realm experts.
The rare few Divine Realm contestants would also be quickly eliminated from the competition.
However, Zhang Feng didn't encounter a weak opponent as Guangguang predicted this time.
His opponent was similar in cultivation level.
Both of them fought very strenuously.
After an incense stick's worth of combat, everyone started to feel visually fatigued, seeing no new tricks in their back-and-forth exchange.
A few people below the stage secretly whispered, "It will end when the incense burns out. It seems this round will again be fruitless, a draw."
Guangguang Daren nervously gripped Little Tuanzi's hand, trying several times to secretly help Uncle Zhang, but Little Tuanzi stopped him.
"Why isn't Uncle taking his medicine like a fool?"
Both of them were now exhausted, and had taken elixirs earlier.
But how could those holy power recovery elixirs compare to the bottle of liquid Little Tuanzi made?
Guangguang Daren wished he could call Zhang Feng an idiot.
Even Little Tuanzi's defective product was hundreds, thousands of times more potent than those holy power recovery elixirs on the market, you fool.
"He drank it."
Guangguang's eyes lit up. He looked intently and indeed saw Zhang Feng suddenly take out the bottle of liquid Little Tuanzi had given him and drink it.
Suddenly, he reignited and revived as if injected with chicken blood.
Mo Baobao slightly exhaled in relief, then looked up to see the plump, poker-faced mom floating expressionlessly to their side. "The match is over. Let's go home."