Chapter 1642: Do You Accept? (1/2)

Chapter 1642: Do You Accept?

The members of the Mu Clan didn’t know how to react. But they knew that Mu Lin Xue had only won because of Lin Feng.

Mu Qing Ying was astonished. She glanced at Lin Feng and thought, “If Lin Feng had helped me, what kind of weapon could we make?”

However, people didn’t have time to think too much, Yan Feng had already said he didn’t accept the results.

Of course Yan Feng didn’t accept that decision, he had already considered himself the winner. Many people also considered him the winner. In the end though, the professor in the golden-purple clothes said that Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue were the winners.

“Master, the Yan Clan doesn’t accept the results either.” said the leader of the Yan Clan bowing. He didn’t dare act too aggressively.

The teacher looked at the leader of the Yan Clan and said indifferently, “What you mean to say is that I should listen to you to decide who the winner is?”

“Master, we wouldn’t dare.” said the leader of the Yan Clan shaking. Even though he really meant that, he didn’t want to say it openly.

“If you don’t dare, then what exactly do you mean when you say you don’t accept the results?” asked the professor in golden-purple clothes indifferently.

“Master, I just want the tournament to be fair. Maybe we could compare the two weapons in a fight?” said Yan Feng bowing. He was furious, but he didn’t dare act too recklessly. He couldn’t afford infuriating the Level Nine Professor.

“That’s a joke. Using weapons to compare strength is ridiculous. Do you think that a high-level emperor with a level one imperial weapon couldn’t kill a low-level emperor with a level nine imperial weapon?!” said the professor in a cold way. Weapons represented an external strength. Even though they had made level four imperial weapons and could threaten medium-level emperors, that was just an expression, in a real fight, a medium-level emperor could probably still kill them. Even if a Zun cultivator had a level nine imperial weapon, couldn’t do much against an emperor.

Yan Feng said he wanted to fight against Lin Feng to compare their weapons because his level and Lin Feng’s were different. Therefore, the master in golden-purple clothes didn’t even consider that as a possibility.

“Master, I don’t mind trying.” said Lin Feng. The Level Nine Master looked at Lin Feng and then at Yan Feng and said, “Since he agrees, you have one chance.”

“Thank you very much, Master.” said Yan Feng excitedly. Then, he suddenly turned to Lin Feng and looked at him in a cold way. Surprisingly, Lin Feng had taken the initiative to accept the battle, how ridiculous!

Yan Feng was holding his long sword while releasing fire cosmic energy, making it fuse together with his sword.

Lin Feng was holding his spear in his right hand, but looked rather calm. Some destructive Qi was slowly emerging from it.