Li Banfeng was taken aback; this Ding Skill was used with frightening force, even more ruthless than the "final verdict" Li Banfeng had imagined before.
With this verdict thrown down, Dou Jiyan had been defined as an outsider.
This Taoist Sect really was worth studying.
The more Dou Jiyan spoke, the more worked up she got. Behind her, Jin Jinliang kept trying to talk her down: "Miss Dou, stop arguing."
It was obvious that if she kept butting heads with Ding Liusan, Dou Jiyan would get nothing out of it, and she herself realized that: "Senior brother, there's no need to say more. Take out the fighting cock, let's hurry up and finish the third round and settle who wins and who loses."
Ding Liusan shook his head slightly: "Junior sister, if I use a fighting cock against that barnyard hen of yours, it'd count as bullying you. I bought a fat chicken at the market; I'd originally planned that once we finished these three rounds today, I'd eat and drink with you.
