Shen Zhui's body slowly flew out of the battlefield, looking at Bei Tu, who had already re-formed his body and appeared in front of the seats in the eastern square. He walked over and said coldly, "Move aside, this is not your seat."
"You!" Bei Tu's breath hitched, he wanted to say something, but the words couldn't make it out of his mouth.
He indeed lost!
Even his bloodline talent and domain at the seventh level couldn't suppress Shen Zhui, but rather was defeated by him.
Having occupied the Golden Guard General's position for over twenty years, he was defeated by a newcomer who had just arrived in a year. No one could argue about that, and rules were rules!
"Hmph." Bei Tu grunted, moving to the ninth position to sit.
Although he was unwilling...there was no solution, even if it was to happen again, Shen Zhui's seven major domains, coupled with his dual practice of Dao and martial arts, could completely defeat him again.
