Wu Dao's expression was puzzled, "How could the true transmission of the Wild Lion Sect from the north appear on my turf? The first time could be understood as passing by, but the second time..."
"Could it have fallen into his hands?" Wu Dao's expression then turned unpredictable.
For this object, he was willing to become a mere patrol, mingling with petty gangs every day, which infuriated him when he thought about it.
If it really was snatched by someone else first, wouldn't all his years of effort have been wasted, ultimately benefiting others?
"Go and test it. If it really ended up in Li Xiang's hands..." A ruthless glint flashed in Wu Dao's eyes, naturally meaning he would eliminate the other party.
Although the Wild Lion Sect was powerful, this place was not the north, and the Wild Lion Sect's secret martial techniques had no reach here.
The only worry was whether he could defeat this Li Xiang.
"The fight only lasted ten seconds, and you guys talked more than you fought..." Qin Muye couldn't help but comment after watching the live broadcast.
Before this, he had also watched Li Xiang and the Pan Turtle Martial Arts master's fight. The two had fought for about twenty minutes, both their techniques and the fight itself appeared quite formal. In the end, it was only by a narrow margin that the Pan Turtle master was severely injured.
"So, was it all an act before? Even though the serious injury was real, there clearly seems to be a deeper hidden reason here."
A fight to the death naturally happens in the blink of an eye; it's impossible to genuinely fight for three days and three nights at the same realm. It was only a sparring match, so there was enough time for each to showcase their abilities.