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Hua Ruge acted quickly and used a bit of force to send Yang Fang flying straight into the emissary's embrace. The emissary came up to save someone, but when he saw Yang Fang flying over, he immediately caught him and asked: "Junior Disciple Yang, how are you?"
Yang Fang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the messenger's face.
When he found out that Yang Fang's meridians had also been crippled by that last pole strike, he was so angry that he almost went mad, it was simply going too far.
The people of Crimson Flame Divine Region all looked as if they were relieved of their anger. Yang Fang had just killed Li Yu just now too, if they let him beat them up, they would lose one of their lives.
Now that Li Yu was fine, but his meridians were broken, it could be said that he was going to take revenge.
Of course, the person they were most grateful to was Hua Ruge, in the eyes of the people, he had already become a hero of the divine hall.
One of the more heroic disciples stood up and loudly said to Hua Ruge, "Little brother, such a young hero. I have yet to ask for your name."
"I don't dare, little brother Hu Yue." Hua Ruge said with a smile.
So this was the person who had sold the Protector Zhao's Great Vajra Palm to donate several hundred million to the divine hall. When they heard this, they thought it was an old man, but they didn't expect it to be a young man.
"So it's actually Brother Hu Yue, it's been a long time since I've seen you." The man said.
"Brother, you really appreciate this little brother's kindness. If you don't mind, then come and drink at this little brother's restaurant in the future. Who cares." Hua Ruge didn't seem to care when she spoke.
When the man heard this, he laughed out loud and said, "Alright, alright. This little brother is straightforward. I will definitely go."
The two talked casually, causing the people on the Red Flame Temple's side to feel even more carefree when they heard it. Finally, they found the feeling of having a home ground.
The hall master of the divine hall looked at the cheers of the disciples and commoners and immediately felt overjoyed. He had finally gotten back at the Red Flame Temple and wasn't afraid of losing his status.
Protector Liu turned his head towards Tuoba Rui and the others and said, "Brother Hu's improvement is really fast, you guys are truly a good sapling for cultivation."
"Cousin's talent is quite good. It's just that he doesn't like to be restrained. Otherwise, he would definitely enter the divine hall and wholeheartedly cultivate." Su Nianxia said.
Although Tuoba Rui and Hua Ruge were the real family, Protector Liu didn't know about it, so Su Nianxia's answer was the safest.
Protector Liu's next sentence was just like asking a few people to persuade Hua Ruge to enter the shrine to cultivate properly.
"It is precisely because of this nature of hers that she is able to advance forward without the slightest hesitation. Freedom is best for her, and it may backfire. " Tuoba Rui said.
Hua Ruge's freedom and lawlessness sometimes gave him a headache and worry, but he would never hold back against it. He understood that the winged Hua Ruge was the truly happy one.
The Protector Liu didn't have much to say and could only reply, "That's reasonable, that's reasonable."
Red Flame Temple's side was overjoyed, but the envoy and disciple of Blackwater Shrine was overjoyed. It was not the first time they had come here or to any other shrine to show off their might, but since when did they receive so much anger? At this moment, they felt like their faces were burning, and the gazes they shot at Hua Ruge were filled with hatred.
"Kid, how do you explain this time?" The Emissary asked after putting Yang Fang down.
"Sir, you can't blame me even more this time. I originally wanted to let this brother go, but you scared me when you rushed up. This was also a panicked decision I made." Hua Ruge said without even thinking, with an innocent look on his face.
The people from Crimson Flame Divine Region wanted to laugh as soon as they saw her, but they did not notice that she was in the slightest bit flustered.
"Brat, no matter how much you try to argue, you can't get out of it." The envoy coldly snorted, then looked towards the hall master and said: "Hall Master, please uphold justice for us."
Hallmaster wondered why this ball came kicking again. He frowned and said: "It's indeed wrong to hurt someone in the arena, but young people don't have too much weight. We can only look after them from the side as elders."
What he said was somewhat skillful. Previously, the two times that the disciples of the Blackwater Shrine had acted against others, they had saved their own disciple, and the meaning in his words was that the two of you could also save your own people.
The envoy was angered to the point that smoke was coming out of his head. He wanted to save her, but the first time he didn't think of it, the second time he was too slow, but he couldn't say these words. He wanted to let a small businessman with only three levels of cultivation injure someone in front of him.
He was about to say something when Hua Ruge said: "Are you still not convinced?"
When the envoy thought of Hua Ruge now, he did not hate the other person for being angered the moment he heard Hua Ruge's voice. He turned and said while clenching his teeth, "Brat, you still want to compete?"
"If you submit, I can let you off." Hua Ruge laughed.
When everyone saw her smile, they subconsciously felt that she was a warm, jade like scholar. However, after seeing her strong performance in the previous two rounds, they didn't dare to underestimate her.
The envoy stared at him and said: "How presumptuous! How could my Blackwater Shrine accept a brat like you?"
"I can hit you until you submit." Hua Ruge lightly tapped his own palm with the rod: "This time, it's your turn to send a disciple with a fifth stage cultivation. Come, let me experience it."
The moment they heard that she was going to challenge a cultivator of the fifth level, everyone's expressions changed. One must know that the difference in realm was like mud in the sky. This was simply impossible.
When the envoy heard this, he was stunned for a moment before bursting out in laughter.
Su Nianxia said excitedly at the side. "This is a duel between three people, how exciting."
Protector Liu started to worry as he turned his head to ask, "The other party is at the fifth stage. Is Little Brother Hu joking?"
"Senior, don't worry. My cousin knows his limits." Su Nianxia said.
Her words could not be considered to be wrong, other than beating people up a little, Hua Ruge would take care of other things.
"Brat, you said it yourself. I sent a disciple of the fifth level to fight you. Don't tell me you want me to bully you." The Emissary laughed as he stared at Hua Ruge, his eyes filled with coldness.
"It's fine as long as you don't say that I'm bullying you." Hua Ruge said indifferently.
He knew that this time, there was definitely hope for revenge. Finding a disciple to beat her to death would be the best and most satisfying, so he didn't want to get entangled with the hall master anymore. Instead, he faced a tall and thin disciple and said: "Zhang Wu, come."
Zhang Wu was itching to give it a try, when he heard Junior Master call him Master, he immediately said proudly: "Don't worry Junior Master, leave this brat to me."
As he said that, he leapt onto the stage and said to Hua Ruge: "Kid, let me test you."
"You?" Hua Ruge shook his head.
"You don't dare to?" Zhang Wu asked.
"Not interested." Hua Ruge pointed to Ma Ming who was below the stage and said: "Get him up here."
Thinking about how this person killed someone yesterday, and wanted to take advantage of Zhou Miaomiao even on stage today, the existence of this kind of person was a disaster for girls, they had to get rid of him first.
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Ma Ming also wanted to go up, but he was just wounded by the red light in Hua Ruge's eyes, now that he had taken the Healing Pill and barely recovered from his injuries, his internal injuries were not even fully recovered, and his fighting strength was only half of his original strength.
The envoy sneered: "Brat, you clearly know that Ma Ming is injured, are you trying to take advantage of him?"
"Could it be that a grand Blackwater Shrine cannot provide a medicinal pellet to treat internal injuries?" Hua Ruge raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Alright, I'll help you." The envoy obviously could not be troubled by her, hence, he endured the pain and took out a recovery pill, handing it over to Ma Ming.
Under everyone's watch, Ma Ming swallowed the pill and sat down to recuperate.
Hua Ruge was not in a hurry, with a flip of his hand, he retrieved a large chair covered in thick beast skin and sat on the stage, basking in the sun.
Everyone was worried for Hua Ruge. Since the envoy sent Ma Ming to battle Zhou Miaomiao, it meant that he was the strongest out of all the disciples at the fifth stage. If no one else chose, she would choose this one.
Hua Ruge leisurely sat there, but the most awkward part was Zhang Wu who was standing opposite of her. She couldn't move even if she wanted to, and going down was also very awkward, so it would be even more awkward if she didn't stop.
In order to cover up his embarrassment, he said to Hua Ruge, "Boy, it won't be too late to beat my Senior Brother after you win."