Lu Gang stood up, said coldly, and slowly flew back to the stands.

"Lu Gang, are you okay?" Zhenku Bansaint asked.

"It's okay!" Lu Gang shook his head sadly. The miserable failure left him with no face to face the True Half Saint.

Zhenku Half Saint nodded, then looked up at the northern stand, the elder Yinze who was sitting high above and said, "Elder Yinze, I think my disciple of the Taoist Sect no longer needs to continue participating in the martial arts meeting. Now I am asking to withdraw!"

Zhenku Bansaint was preparing to lead all his disciples back to the Dao Sect. He was really shameless and continued to stay here. Not long after the martial arts began, the three geniuses were defeated one after another. It would only be even more embarrassing if they continued.

As for his disciples, they were even more defeated and there was no need to continue fighting.

There was no surprise to countless people watching the battle. Under such circumstances, Zhenku Bansaint chose to lead his disciples to withdraw, which was also a wise choice.

But Su Mo was stunned when he heard this, and then his face changed. Before he even went on stage, he was about to withdraw. How could this be possible?

If he leaves, how could he get close to Qingxuan?

Swish!

Without hesitation, Su Mo immediately stood up.
Chapter completed!