Yu Daofen rolled his eyes.
A thousand-year-old turtle, you should have just been a turtle earlier.
Hey, Master Yu, how long do you think Wang Fubao will take to fight Shen Xilin? Zhang Xiaoqiang asked curiously.
Yu Daofen shook his head and looked at Da Hu beside him: Brother Da Hu, how long do you think it will take?
Da Hu stroked his chin and thought. Although he had no interaction with Wang Fubao, he had heard of Wang Fubao's reputation.
Wang Fubao's status in the spirit-leading sect was no less than that of a young sect master of a major sect.
Da Hu estimated conservatively: It shouldn't take twenty minutes.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded in agreement: It's about what I thought, around twenty minutes.
Do you think Shen Xilin will surrender directly? Yu Daofen said casually.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yu Daofen speechlessly: That's impossible. Even though the outcome is decided, he should at least struggle a bit, right?
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he saw Shen Xilin below the stage cupping his fists and smiling: I know I'm not Brother Wang's opponent, I surrender.
As soon as Shen Xilin said this, there was a boo from the crowd on the stands.
Wang Fubao looked dumbfounded, but he still smiled politely: Then I accept your concession, Brother Shen.
Seeing Shen Xilin surrender, the referee announced the result of the match: Wang Fubao of the spirit-leading sect wins this match.
Zhang Xiaoqiang sneered when the referee announced the result: Holy crap, he could have at least put up a fight. Surrendering directly is too much of a slap in the face.
Actually, this is also a good choice. Da Hu said from the side.
Yu Daofen and Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at Da Hu in confusion.
Da Hu began to explain his view: There is no suspense in Wang Fubao winning this match. If Shen Xilin had fought and lasted a few rounds, it would have been different. But if he couldn't even last three rounds, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?
Instead, surrendering is a more stable option. Although it's a bit regrettable, at least he didn't have to take risks.
Yu Daofen nodded. What Da Hu said made sense. Instead of taking risks, it was better to choose a more stable method.
Well, there's nothing more to see, let's go. Zhang Xiaoqiang spread his hands and prepared to leave.
Yu Daofen and Da Hu exchanged glances, both shook their heads helplessly, and followed Zhang Xiaoqiang out of the arena.
On the way back to the hotel, Yang Jie, who was following behind, kept his head down, looking dejected.
Yu Daofen glanced at him and tried to comfort him: Don't think about it. Fighting him was already a disadvantage for you. It's just a competition, and winning or losing is inevitable.
Yang Jie nodded. Although he was still a bit unwilling, he felt somewhat relieved.
Back at the hotel, Zhang Xiaoqiang called Su Lai, and they found a corner table and started chatting.
Brother Su, how is your kid's injury? Yu Daofen asked Su Lai.
Su Lai nodded, picked up his teacup, and took a sip: There's no danger to his life. He should be fine after a few days of rest.
Yu Daofen nodded. As long as there was no danger to his life, it was fine.
Brother Da Hu, are you planning to go back or stay? Zhang Xiaoqiang asked curiously.
Yang Jie had already lost, and there was no point in staying any longer.
Da Hu thought for a moment and said: I'll stay and wait to go back with you all.
There was no point in staying now, but if Su Lai and the others were going to deal with Chen Hua, staying might be of some help.
Su Lai understood Da Hu's meaning. There was no need to say too much to make it clear.
Speaking of which, your kid's competition is tomorrow. I see you're not concerned at all. Yu Daofen looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang curiously.
Zhang Xiaoqiang spread his hands, acting as if it had nothing to do with him: It seems so.
Yu Daofen and the others were speechless. What kind of bad karma did the Yan Shu Sect have to find such a person as an elder?
Su Lai thought for a moment and said: I remember your kid is supposed to compete against the Zhen Bao Sect, right?
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, not entirely sure.
To be honest, he couldn't remember if it was against the Zhen Bao Sect.
Su Lai continued to ask: By the way, how is your kid's strength?
The kid Zhang Xiaoqiang brought was not talkative. He did whatever he was told. After interacting with him for a few days, he was also taciturn.
He only answered a few words when asked, and the rest of the time he followed behind Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang awkwardly scratched the back of his head: To be honest, I haven't seen the kid make a move, but I heard from others in the Yan Shu Sect that his strength is quite good, and he also received the true teachings of Tang Junsheng.
Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang say this, Yu Daofen became interested. If he had truly received Tang Junsheng's true teachings, it meant he had a stepping stone to becoming a strong person, and he would be at least a top ten expert on the Heaven Ranking in the future.
Black Ranking experts rarely took disciples, and even if they did, they would only take those with exceptionally high aptitude.
After all, this was related to personal reputation and inheritance.
Su Lai said: If you say so, then that kid's strength is at least at the Earth Ranking level, right?
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, not entirely sure: It should be about the same.
Da Hu thought for a moment and said: However, the disciple participating from the Zhen Bao Sect is also quite strong. I think his name is Zheng Ke.