Zhao Wuling did not even react to the sudden change.

The main reason is that the rules of the martial arts tournament are such that no human life is allowed.

Just now, Yu Daosheng, who had lost his fighting ability, was targeted again.

Zhao Wuling instantly appeared in front of the boy who kicked Yu Daosheng, and punched him hard, about to hit him.

Snap.

Suddenly, a hand blocked Zhao Wuling's fist.

The person who came had a kind face.

"Zhao Wuling, are you going to violate the rules of the martial arts tournament?"

"Can you do something like taking action against a junior?"

Zhao Wuling's eyes were slightly blurry. He had seen this old guy many times.

The opponent's strength is not inferior to his own, so if there is a falling out, it's hard to say what the outcome will be.

But when he turned around, he saw Yu Daosheng lying on the ground in a miserable state.

For a moment, the anger surged up again, and the power of faith suddenly broke out, forcing the old man to retreat. At the same time, he grabbed the kid's neck, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

"Breaking the rules?"

"Haha, I want to see who is violating the rules. Why haven't I seen other people in the floating city being besieged like this?"

"That's all. Our Xucheng has just been established and we have no allies. I, Zhao Wuling, recognize it, but it's not your turn to make a sneak attack here, like a bitch."

After saying that, Zhao Wuling slowly increased the strength in his hands.

In just one day, Zhao Wuling had already suppressed his anger.

If their previous encounter in Xucheng was not so profound because he was not in Xucheng, then now, Zhao Wuling completely felt the evil intention of Xianting towards them.

Seeing that Zhao Wuling was really angry and had murderous intentions, the old man stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand lightly, and opened a path through the power of Zhao Wuling's faith.

At the same time, he rushed in fiercely.

"Everyone listen to the order! If Xucheng doesn't abide by the rules, let the people from the Supreme Court come over and take charge of the situation immediately!"

Even at the critical moment when his apprentice was about to have his neck broken, the old man still remained completely calm.

There is nothing to worry about in the Light Lord Temple. These brats are just ordinary young people in the floating city. There is nothing worth paying attention to.

But as the Light Master, he had to be careful.

Even the Supreme Court had to give in because of his existence. How could he, an old man, outplay the Lord of Light?

Therefore, calling the Supreme Court of God at this time is to let the Supreme Court of God tell you the truth.

Only in this way can he attack Qin Yichen's people with peace of mind.

Before Zhao Wuling could take action, several flying swords came through the air and stopped the old man's footsteps. Lin Bai stepped into the sky and faced the old man directly.

"What, you want to fight?"

The old man suddenly became anxious.

Zhao Wuling really wanted to crush his apprentice's neck. At this moment, he couldn't do anything, and couldn't even give his apprentice any support.

The woman in front of him was very strong, and her condensed sword blade was the most condensed the old man had ever seen in his life.

The Temple of the Lord of Light, which had been suppressed by their disciples, suddenly erupted with such power that the old man was slightly frightened.

"You ask him to let go first. I have no intention of getting into trouble with your Lord of Light Temple."

"But now, if you want to attack my apprentice, I naturally can't let it go!"

Lin Bai nodded, his voice was indifferent.

"Don't worry, you won't give your apprentice a chance to collect his body. I will refine him with my own hands, and no scum will be left."

Such vicious words made the old man's heart sink.

This is no longer an emotion that Hu Duzi can explain. Saying these words is tantamount to making it clear that he wants to fall out with them.

The old man couldn't figure out why Lin Bai and Zhao Wuling had such a big reaction.

What he didn't know was that during this day and night, the two of them had developed quite deep feelings for young men like Yu Daosheng.

The rules of this martial arts tournament restricted them and could only allow Yu Daosheng and others to participate.

The performance of Yu Daosheng and the others was recognized by Zhao Wuling and Lin Bai. They set sufficient goals and implemented them steadily. Although it was quite difficult along the way, none of these ten people had any intention of backing down.

They are persisting, insisting on the current situation for the sake of the Lord's Temple.

This has been recognized by Zhao Wuling and Lin Bai.

They are not a clear senior and junior relationship like an old man and his apprentice, but more like friends.

Now that they are seeing their friends suffering, how could they just let it go?

Before the old man could think anymore, a steady voice suddenly came from the horizon.

"Don't take action. God sent Byron to bring justice to you."

I saw a strong middle-aged man standing next to the old man, reaching out to hold his shoulders and looking down at Zhao Wuling who was committing the murder.

"If you kill someone here, Xucheng will violate the rules of the tournament, and everyone will be expelled.

You who light the Lord’s temple will be put to shame because of this.”

"I think you wouldn't want people in the fairy world to have a stereotype of the Light Lord Temple as bullying and unruly, right?"

"Of course, if you really take action, I won't mind. After all, it's your Lord's Temple's business."

Such words made Zhao Wuling's gradually tightening hands stop.

But Zhao Wuling did not let go, and allowed the young man he held to struggle. There was a bit of solemnity on Zhao Wuling's face.

What to do now?

If a killer is really killed, it will be very detrimental to the Light Lord Temple, and may even put the Light Lord Temple into a desperate situation.

The Lord of Light said that he participated in this martial arts competition to let other people in the floating city see if he, the Lord of Light, does not follow the rules in the temple.

Under such a premise, once he kills someone, all the plans of the Lord of Light will be ruined.

Looking up in confusion, Zhao Wuling looked at the old man in the sky, and then glanced at Byron, with a hint of ridicule suddenly appearing in his eyes.

"Hey, now you know the rules?"

"Isn't it too late for you to realize that there are rules now?"

"I won't argue with you. Byron, let me ask you, according to the rules of the tournament, is it not allowed to kill people, is it not allowed to attack people who have been injured?"

God made Byron feel relieved.

Since Zhao Wuling is still willing to communicate, there is still room for maneuver in this matter.

For the Supreme Court, what they need is no longer to destroy the Temple of the Lord of Light. After all, the adults above them have spoken, so they naturally dare not go against it.

The current goal is to suppress the Light Lord Temple and separate the Light Lord from the Light Lord Temple.

In this way, even if the Lord of Light is powerful, it is only because of his own power, and cannot make a difference and cannot shake the status of the Supreme Divine Court in the fairy world.
Chapter completed!