"Master!"

Fang Yun turned around with some surprise, only to see a familiar figure and face appear in front of him, and although Fang Zhenshan was smiling, he was still a little helpless, and in the depths of his loving eyes, there was still a little regret.

"Elder Li, how is my apprentice's injury?"

It seemed that this Elder Li of the Pill Hall and Fang Zhenshan knew each other, and in the face of his questioning, he still looked angry and said.

"You apprentice! Enough to toss! I have never seen a kid in the blood quenching realm, who can actually hurt himself into such a virtue in the way of bursting blood, let me tell you, the arm meridians are broken five, and there are countless cracks in all kinds of flesh and blood, at least three months of recuperation, unable to move, but this kid actually told me that he was going to participate in the next competition! It just so happens that you, the master, are here, hurry up and discipline and discipline, what's going on with the children now, the blood is too much!"

Hearing this, Fang Zhenshan's brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced at Fang Yun with an unkind face, and suddenly Fang Yun's heart sank, and then Fang Zhenshan said.

"Elder Li, don't worry, it's impossible for me to let this kid go to the competition again. ”

"Master!" Fang Yun said hurriedly: "I have to participate! I know my injuries, it's not so serious!"

"Shut up!" Fang Zhenshan's rare Fang Yun put on a stern face, and scolded in a stiff tone: "Are you more skilled than Elder Li's medical skills?

"Master, I have a reason why I have to go!" Fang Yun didn't give in at this moment, and a pair of eyes met the sharp gaze of Shang Zhenshan, not evading it.

"I know why you're going! But with your current state, you can't exert your full strength with one hand, and in the face of Zhao Hong, who is also in the Eightfold Realm of Quenching Blood, what are your chances of winning? Do you know that Zhao Hong's mastery of the second-turn martial art "Breaking Yuan Hand" turns into breaking energy, not to mention the power of blood and qi, even a martial artist who has refined the Origin True Qi will be greatly reduced in the face of this set of kung fu, with the degree of condensation of his True Qi! If you are not injured and have complete combat power, I will never stop you, but look at your current appearance!"

"The right hand is half wasted, because of the successive blood and qi explosions in the body, there are countless secret injuries, if you forcibly fight and transfer blood qi, it will only leave you with irreparable injuries, lose the foundation of martial arts, and have no hope of stepping into the peak of martial arts in the future, are you sure this is what you call righteous qi?!"

"I'm telling you that this is stupid! If Chu Feng is sober at this moment, he will inevitably stop you, and the way of cultivation is not to fight for a moment, but to be long-term in the future! With your talent, you will have a hard battle with that Zhao Hong today, and the victory or defeat is still unknown, but in a few years, if you maintain such a martial arts entry, and then face him, do you think you will still work so hard?!"

This was probably the first time Fang Yun had seen Fang Zhenshan reprimand him in such a ruthless and harsh tone, with his temperament, he would naturally not be as naïve as a teenager of his age.

Fang Yun could fully feel Fang Zhenshan's concern and love for his own blood, it was the so-called deep love, and he knew very well that this was Fang Zhenshan's strong opposition to his future martial arts future.

Wang Cheng, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke: "Fang Yun, enough, it's enough to fight to this point, I believe that even if Fengzi wakes up and knows this, he will definitely agree with you to give up the next competition, Uncle Fang is right, the coming day is long, we still have a long way to go! Don't ruin your future because of a momentary mood!"

Hearing this, Fang Yun fell into a dilemma for the first time, he didn't know the pros and cons of the two, but he had his own persistence and ideas.

Every martial artist, every person, has his own beliefs and principles to adhere to, even if he is like Fang Yun, a young boy who has just set foot in martial arts, has never been involved in the world, and has not been deeply involved in the world, he also has his own principles and persistence.

Life itself is an experience, and this competition is a physical and mental exercise in his growth process, at this moment, Fang Yun is very clear about all the choices he faces, as well as its consequences.

Indeed, according to Fang Zhenshan's words, he chose to give up this battle, with his talent, under the accumulation of time, he will inevitably have extremely high achievements in martial arts, surpassing Zhao Hong is just a matter of flicking his fingers, and when the time comes, he will fight against him, maybe he can defeat him with a raise of his hand.

But if he stopped here and gave up, then why did he fight with Xing Chong to this point before?

If it weren't for the belief that he had to help Chu Feng get back an explanation, he might not have been able to hold on to the end at all, let alone break through the consummation realm of the unity of the nine energies at the last moment.

If he stopped here, he was almost certain that he would leave some flaws and flaws in his soul, and at this point, it was not just for the righteous struggle of his friends, but for his own martial arts heart!

Fang Yun's eyes were bright, revealing a firm and resolute will, and the whole person seemed to have experienced a spiritual baptism at this moment, and a high-spirited momentum rose from him.

And Elder Li and Fang Zhenshan of the Nadan Medicine Hall both noticed the changes in him for the first time, and almost instantly, the faces of the two changed, and Elder Li said with a slightly surprised tone.

"Martial Will?!"

And Fang Zhenshan instantly understood where Fang Yun's martial arts will came from, and his originally stiff and strict expression suddenly seemed to be an iceberg dissolving, recovering his previous complexion, and his tone was even a little trembling, revealing a little helplessness, and he spoke.

"Are you sure?"

In just four words, Fang Yun immediately understood what his master was thinking, and when he asked, he nodded and said in a persistent tone.

"I'm sure!"

Hearing his reply, Fang Zhenshan shook his head a little weakly, sighed slightly, and then spoke.

"Then there you go!"

Hearing this, Fang Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Fang Zhenshan again, after making sure that he had indeed allowed him to go, he took a deep breath, bowed deeply towards him, and then quickly ran out of the gate.

"I said this kid, it's really the same as you!"

Elder Li didn't stop it, as an elder of the Pill Medicine Hall, he didn't just know how to have advanced medical skills, he also had considerable achievements in martial arts, and naturally he also knew what martial arts would be.

The will of martial arts, to put it bluntly, is the faith and belief of a warrior, which is the source of spiritual strength for which they fight endlessly, without the support of this belief, they are just puppets with empty force.

If you don't understand what you're fighting for, you're just a reckless man, and you'll never really achieve anything in the martial arts, and once the will of the martial arts is dusty and has a shadow, it will also block the way for the martial artist to move forward.

Courage and diligence are the foundation of martial arts practice.

If you don't have a firm enough belief, let alone be brave and diligent, you will be skeptical about anything when the time comes, and you can't insist and believe in yourself, so you can't do anything and can't set foot on the peak.

"Yes, this kid, I didn't teach him well!"

Fang Zhenshan sighed, and his remarks made Elder Li on the side roll his eyes.

"Come on, I haven't taught it well, it's cheap and good to sell it here! A junior martial artist in the Quenching Blood Realm can actually touch the mysterious martial arts will, and this hasn't been taught well, then I really don't know what a good disciple is!

Elder Li is obviously a little embarrassed, on the one hand, he is really facing the situation that the foundation of martial arts is damaged and the future of martial arts is difficult, on the other hand, if he does not go to the competition, the heart of martial arts will be covered with dust, then even if the body is fine, but the mind is suffocated, and he is also unable to set foot on the high place of martial arts.

"Probably this is providential......

Fang Zhenshan looked at the figure that gradually became smaller and finally disappeared, and sighed with a little confusion in his eyes.