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Chapter 1618 The end of the holy fight

But then again, Wu Shuang was still in shock at this moment. Especially when he calmed down and thought about the previous attack by the Emperor Master on him, Wu Shuang was a little reluctant to accept it. What's more, he lost in the end and lost at the hands of the Emperor Master. It can be said that he also knew very well that if the Emperor Master wanted his life, he would never be able to survive.

Fortunately, this is just a simple competition, not a life-and-death battle. Naturally, the Emperor Master cannot kill Wu Shuang. If he does this, even his master, Emperor Master, may not be able to protect him. You must know that he is not an ordinary person, but a Martial Saint! Even if his cultivation is not high, among all the Martial Saints present, perhaps only the Emperor Master is lower than him. But no matter what, he is a Martial Saint. If the Emperor Master kills Wu Shuang so easily, other Martial Saints will definitely not like the Emperor Master. They will think that the Emperor Master is a problem.

Therefore, the Emperor Master would not do such stupid things, not to mention that he had no hatred with Wu Shuang, so of course he would not kill Wu Shuang because of this. He just simply defeated him and lost his combat power. However, the Emperor Master suffered a serious backlash, and the situation later occurred.

Wu Shuang was still a little confused and did not come back to his senses from the thrill just now. In his opinion, it was indeed very thrilling just now. If you accidentally do, it would probably take his life. Other martial saints may not be able to stop it!

You have to know who the opponent is? That is the Emperor! He is definitely the most powerful existence among everyone present. Even the Overlord Saint is definitely not his opponent. This shows how terrifying the Emperor's strength is, and it is definitely infinitely close to the level of the Martial God.

For them, the God of Martial Arts is undoubtedly as powerful as a god. He even had no idea of ​​resisting, so when Wu Shuang saw that the Emperor Master had suffered such a serious backlash, he was still very nervous. He was very afraid that the Emperor would settle the score with him because of this, and that would definitely not be able to resist it.

Fortunately, Emperor Zun was obviously not that kind of person, and he did not make himself do anything because of this. He didn't even say a word to himself, but for some reason, Wu Shuang felt something even more wrong. If Emperor Zun blamed himself for a few words or even beat him up, he might have felt more at ease. But it was obvious that Emperor Zun did not do this at all, not only did it, but he didn't even say a word.

As the saying goes, as the storm approached, Wu Shuang's heart was relieved again. He was really afraid that Emperor Zun would settle the score in the autumn. After all, no one could accept this kind of thing. But after thinking about it, Emperor Zun as such should not be like this. If he really had an idea, he might have said it on the spot, but since he didn't say it, it was really possible that he would let him go because of it.

But no matter what, Wu Shuang was in a very uneasy at this moment. In the end, he stopped thinking about anything more, but turned around and looked at the other martial saints. To be honest, these martial saints didn't say a word at this moment because they really didn't know what to say.

Originally, this was just a simple competition. As for the Saints, there had been eleven games before. However, no one was so seriously injured. But now suddenly one of them was even in danger of life, which made all the martial saints very surprised.

Especially this person is the most talented person, the Emperor Master, which undoubtedly makes everyone a little confused. Even if he is worried, he is really worried. Not only is he worried if the Emperor Master is angry if he has something to do, or if something happens to a talented and evil existence like the Emperor Master, it can definitely be regarded as a huge loss for the human race.

So when the Emperor Master had an accident, almost all the Martial Saints were worried. But they couldn't interrupt and say anything. After all, the Emperor, as his master, was trying his best to save him. He took him away at this time, so he didn't say anything. But now thinking about it, there should be nothing wrong with the Emperor Master. Since the Emperor Master said nothing, it was obvious that the Emperor Master must have no problem. At least the Emperor Master should not be in danger of his life.

But at this time, everyone saw Wu Shuang still looking shocked and didn't know what to say for a moment. However, a person who was more familiar with Wu Shuang came to Wu Shuang, reached out and patted Wu Shuang on the shoulder, and said, "Oh, Old Wu, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Wu Shuang felt someone talking to him, and immediately reacted. He turned around and forced a smile and said, "It's okay. It's okay, I'm fine, I'm not injured, I just don't know how the child of the Emperor Master is. It should be okay?"

"It should be fine. Didn't the Emperor take him away? I'm afraid he wants to treat him carefully. So, Lao Wu, don't worry." The man said.

"Oh, I lost, I really didn't expect that I really lost. Tell me, am I really old?" Wu Shuang sighed deeply, and he was a little confused.

The man glanced at Wu Shuang and comforted him, "Old Wu, it's not that you are old, but the young people are too powerful nowadays. What's more, the Emperor Master is also the Emperor's disciple. You don't know what kind of Emperor Master is. With his existence like that, it is not impossible to cultivate such a perverted little guy. So don't worry too much, in fact, you are still very powerful, you have to know that you are the Martial Saint!"

When Wu Shuang heard his old friend comforting him so much, he really didn't know whether he should have laughed or cried. To be honest, he began to doubt his life at one point, thinking that he was really old and useless. He lost to such a young junior, and was so miserable. Although the other party was also subjected to a strong backlash, no matter how he lost, he would lose, and there was no reason or excuse.

"Forget it, no matter what, if you lose, you lose. No matter how many excuses you give, there is no meaning. The child, the Imperial Master, is indeed very strong. Although he used his incredible ability, he still defeated me. There is nothing to say about this. I just hope that he will not leave any sequelae because of this. Otherwise, I, Wu Shuang, will be unable to sleep or eat! This child is really a genius!" Wu Shuang waved his hand, and it seemed that he had seen it openly, but in fact he still couldn't mind it.
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