Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith



Hearing this, before Huang Yueli could speak out, Li Moying's face darkened, and she stopped sternly: "You're looking for death! Who allowed you to talk to my wife like this?"

Although Li Moying didn't release his profound energy directly, his anger rose, and his body naturally exuded a powerful aura.

The third person shivered subconsciously.

However, when he came back to his senses, he still stood in front of the two of them, refusing to back down.

After all, it's not just about his face, it's also about the quota for the finals!

In order to be able to make a big splash in the God Realm's Grand Meet, he has almost been in retreat for the past ten years, and he has never slackened up every day.

His talent is already quite good, and with such hard work, he can stand out in the match!

Entered the final as the third place in the group!

This kind of achievement, even in his family, is considered outstanding, and he will definitely receive key training when he goes back.

However, what he never dreamed of was that within such a short period of half an hour, the situation took a turn for the worse and he was directly out of the game!

The hard work of the past ten years has all assisted Dongliu!

His chest was full of unwilling anger, and he was unwilling to back down even if he was facing a god-level genius that he could never defeat.

"Young Master Li, I'm just talking about the facts! We can understand that you dote on your wife, but you should have a limit in everything! You ignore the rules of the competition and use such means to send her to the finals. You are losing face to the Cloudy Qilin Clan! Please think twice!"

All the cultivators present gasped.

No one expected that the third person would dare to talk to Li Moying like this!

A trace of murderous intent flashed across Li Moying's eyes, and the profound power fluctuations around him also became violent.

"My woman, of course you can get what you want, who dares to put your beak on it? Besides, who said she is not qualified to enter the finals?"

Li Moying's character has always been arrogant, not to mention Huang Yueli has such strength, he just doesn't want his wife to be troubled.

Even if she didn't, he would still send her to the finals.

His woman is naturally right in whatever she does.

The third place suddenly felt that the temperature around his body had dropped a lot, and there was a burst of coolness behind him.

Li Moying was so angry that he suddenly felt scared.

Seeing the expression on Li Moying's face getting colder and colder, Huang Yueli quickly tugged at his sleeve, "Moying, that's enough! Don't do this!"

Li Moying glanced at her, but did not speak, her right hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Huang Yueli grabbed his wrist and stopped him from drawing his sword, "Alright, since he was eliminated, it's normal to have some resentment, just ignore him, let's go home quickly."

Seeing that Li Moying was still silent, she quickly added: "I'm tired, my legs are so sore!"

Hearing this, Li Moying immediately forgot about the person who provoked him, and immediately turned around to hug Huang Yueli.

Huang Yueli took a step back to avoid it, and at the same time, turned to the third place.

"Whether I have strength or not is not for you to judge. If you think we made a foul, you can appeal to the referee."

"But, the referee said..."

"The referee said that there is no evidence, right? Then you have to follow the rules!"

The third place was still full of unwillingness, "You said you have the strength, do you dare to compete with me in the ring now?"