Reborn Demon Lord She Holds the Invincible Script

At this moment, Feng Xing's gaze towards Yun Shu was no longer filled with hatred and jealousy, but complete fear.

"Strange...monster..."

The spiritual weapon is highly poisonous and can even kill sacred beasts. Yet, this person was able to touch it through a pair of gloves. If he isn't a monster, then what is he?

The two men were in a stalemate, neither of them moved, and everyone in the audience focused their attention on them.

The handsome young man in a sky-blue uniform spoke in a calm tone with a hint of impatience.

"No more tricks?"

Feng Xing stared at Yun Shu blankly, as if he was frightened.

The referee flew to the ring on a bird. The situation was now clear. Looking at the tragic Feng Xing, his mustache trembled. He was about to announce the result of the match, but was interrupted by Yun Shu.

"Wait a moment."

The referee didn't understand what was going on. He just saw the young man take a step forward and step his long boots on the spiritual weapon used by Feng Xing, with spiritual power surging on his toes.

Kaba——

A crisp cracking sound was heard.

Feng Xing roared heartbreakingly: "Yun Shu!!!"

"how dare you!?"

Yun Shu lowered her eyes and looked at the broken spiritual weapon at her feet with satisfaction, looking fearless: "Oh, sorry, Mr. Feng, I just wanted to observe your spiritual weapon up close."

"I didn't expect it to be so fragile. It broke when I stepped on it."

Yun Shu was lying with her eyes open, and anyone with eyes could see it.

It is normal for spiritual weapons to be damaged in a competition. Even if Yun Shu's intention is obvious, the Feng family has no reason to make trouble in public.

Snapped--

In the Feng family lounge, the teacup in the middle-aged man's hand was smashed to pieces, and his cloudy old eyes stared at the young man on the ring through the screen.

“Yun Shu——!”

The Feng family disciples looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, tacitly reducing their sense of presence.

The head of the family spent a lot of money to get that spiritual weapon. Now not only did they lose the game, the Feng family lost face, and even the sword was broken.

With the referee's decision, the competition on the main stage came to an end. Yun Shu won the game and one point for the Mu family.

The Mu family now has two points. According to the best-of-seven system, the Mu family only needs to win one more game to advance smoothly.

The other two families, the Yun family and the Feng family, faced off against some unknown small families and unsurprisingly won two points.

Among the four major families, only the Feng family has not yet opened.

The competition is still in full swing.

The most conspicuous large screen above the arena constantly updates the family points ranking in real time.

The Liu and Yun families tied for first place, each with three points. As the winners of the first round of individual arena battles, they were awarded four points, which now totals to seven points.

In the duel between the Feng and Mu families, in the later match, a disciple of the Feng family performed exceptionally well and actually won against the Mu family, so the Feng family earned one point. Although the Mu family advanced, they lost the four-point reward.

Now it is three points, ranking in the middle of the list.

At the end of the list was the Feng family emblem, with a bright number '1' that was particularly eye-catching.

In the Feng family's lounge, Feng Xing and Mu Ying were nowhere to be seen. The head of the Feng family looked at the big screen with a frighteningly ugly old face. He then thought of the spiritual weapon that he had obtained with great difficulty, which was broken.

I was even more furious.

On the other side, the head of the Mu family poked the forehead of the Mu family disciple who had just lost the game, and was furious.

"That Feng family brat's cultivation is one level lower than yours, and you still lose!?"

The disciple didn't dare to look up: "I'm sorry, Patriarch, I underestimated the enemy."

At this point, the head of the Mu family didn't say much. Yun Shu sat on the sofa beside him, stroking Mu Ge's head comfortably, and suddenly said something.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aggrieved disciple's body trembled visibly and he was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, Master Yun, I really didn't mean it."

Yun Shu raised her eyelids, glanced at the disciple who was about to cry because of her, then turned to look at the person next to her with a cold expression on her pretty face.

"Am I scary?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, the movement of which was as loud as that of a rattle.

A complicated look flashed across Yun Shu's face, and she tapped Mu Ge's head, who was still eating in front of her.

The little girl turned her head in confusion, her soft cheeks were bulging with food and there were some water stains at the corners of her mouth.

Yun Shu repeated the question: "Am I scary?"

Mu Ge blinked his round eyes and shook his head. His eyes were sincere and his expression was normal, not like he was pretending.

Yun Shu was satisfied: "It's okay, you continue eating."

Mu Ge turned around to show off his food, but before he could take a bite, there was a loud bang and the lounge door was broken on the spot.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the head of the Feng family standing aggressively, stepping on the corpse at the door, and his eyes swept over everyone with a gloomy look, finally stopping at Yun Shu.

Yun Shu raised her eyebrows and just sat there, letting the head of the Feng family stare at her.

Just kidding, it won't hurt the old man if he glares at you, but your attitude might hurt his self-esteem.

As expected, when the head of the Feng family saw Yun Shu's smug look, he was instantly filled with anger.

The head of the Mu family sensed something was wrong and quickly stood between the head of the Feng family and Yun Shu. The pressure from the Spirit King dissipated invisibly.

Looking at the door panel with the body lying on the ground, and glancing at the guard who wanted to stop him but didn't dare, Patriarch Mu asked sternly, "Patriarch Feng, what are you doing?"

The Feng family head regained some of his senses due to the pressure, but he still looked angry.

As a fellow spiritual king, he is not afraid of Mu Gui.

"Mu Gui! Shouldn't you give this family master an explanation?"

"Explanation? What explanation?"

Faced with the accusation, the head of the Mu family was unable to react for a while.

In the dark, Yun Shu thought of something, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes. This hindsight came really late.

The head of the Feng family pointed in a certain direction angrily, his eyes like rays, wanting to penetrate everyone and shoot Yun Shu to death.

Seeing that Patriarch Mu really didn't understand, Patriarch Feng took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "The spiritual weapon used by Feng Xing..."

"Oh——" Patriarch Mu slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "Isn't it normal for the spiritual weapon to be damaged in the competition?"

Patriarch Mu said, "Patriarch Feng is not going to come here to settle the score after the fact, is he?"

"Uncle Mu, what you said is not right." Yun Shu walked out from behind: "The Feng family is rich and powerful, why would they care about a small spiritual weapon?"

"You!" The head of the Feng family was speechless and felt uncomfortable: "You are so sharp-tongued!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master Feng." The young man spoke in a humble tone, acting like a junior, and blocked all the words that Master Feng wanted to say.

There was a hint of smile in her peach eyes, but it wasn't visible.

For some reason, the head of the Feng family felt a chill from the soles of his feet to his heart, and his red face began to turn pale.

Seeing this, Yun Shu hurriedly called out, "Come here, the head of the Feng family seems to be feeling unwell due to anger over the Feng family's defeat. Take him away quickly and inform the Feng family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two waiters outside the door came in quickly and dragged the stiff body of the Feng family head out.

After the people walked away, the head of the Mu family asked, "Xiao Yun, why did you break the sword?"