Chapter Ninety-Five: Helping Hand in a Difficult Situation, Fighting the Enemy with One Punch
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Li Xiulin hurriedly went up to the ring, first bowed to Yue Feng, who was dressed in a blue robe, and then hurried to Wang Dong's side in the center of the ring.
"Wang Dong, how are you? We all found that your face was wrong, so let's stop the next competition, go, go back with me." β
"Senior Brother Li, I ......"
Wang Dong wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, looked at Li Xiulin with a concerned face, and said apologetically: "I won't tell you anything, my situation at this time is a little wrong, and it is unpredictable to compare it to the next one." β
"Hiss......"
Li Xiulin gasped, did not have any doubts about Wang Dong's statement, and hurriedly nodded: "In this case, then immediately admit defeat in front of Deacon Yue, and immediately follow me out of the ring." β
Before the words fell, Li Xiulin pulled Wang Dong, turned around and walked to Yue Feng, who was standing on the edge of the ring, and arched his hand: "Deacon Yue, Wang Dong, a disciple of Bengu, is unwell, and now he abstains and admits defeat." β
"Abstaining?"
Yue Feng looked at Wang Dong beside Li Xiulin, and after carefully looking up and down a few times, he suddenly frowned slightly and said, "I also came from the Forging Body Realm, looking at your state at this time, it seems that the inner breath is consummating and has the momentum of impacting the acupoint." β
"Deacon Yue didn't expect it badly. β
Wang Dong didn't want to explain more, but he had promised that Li Xiulin would go all out, but now he would give up halfway through the fight, and he would give an explanation to the other party, and also to the Xixingu disciples who supported him.
"I have only fought eighteen games in a row, and it was nothing at first, but in the last few games, I suddenly felt the internal breath running in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and there was a vague momentum of impacting the acupoints on my own without the control of the mental method, so I had to take the initiative to admit defeat. β
Yue Feng nodded solemnly and said, "Well, when an immortal cultivator hits the Qi Refining Realm, it is like a carp jumping into the Dragon Gate, once he succeeds in his attack, he will step into the Qi Refining Realm, but the risks involved are really not small, and they are indeed not to be underestimated." β
"Go, this deacon will be waiting for you in the outer deacon hall, junior brother. β
Yue Feng smiled and waved his hand, Wang Dong and Li Xiulin both hugged their fists to thank them, and walked down the bluestone steps on the edge of the ring.
But at this moment, just as Li Xiulin got out of the half-person-high ring, Wang Dong followed behind, his right foot had just been raised, and his left foot was still on the edge of the ring, and a sneer of yin and yang suddenly sounded under the ring.
"What? If you take advantage of it, you want to leave? Just say that you are afraid, why bother to make any excuses about being unwell?"
Wang moved his right foot and violently retracted Huo Ran turned around, and saw that among the Dongxin Valley disciples on the left hand side of the ring, a young man with a single knife in his arms was staring at him with disdain.
"Presumptuous!"
Yue Feng put his hands behind his back and snorted, and looked at the young man condescendingly: "In the big competition, anyone has the right to automatically admit defeat, how can you allow your yin and yang to be noisy." β
"I ......"
The disciple's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth suddenly, but he didn't dare to refute a word.
Who is Yue Feng?
Not only is there a chief deacon master who is in charge of the power of life and death in the outer gate, but he is also an iron-fisted deacon in the deacon hall of the outer gate, not to mention that he is a small disciple of the Forging Body Realm, even their steward Huang Juan Qi Feng of Dongxin Valley does not dare to offend easily.
"Deacon Yue is angry, Li Fei, you still don't retreat!"
Qi Feng and Huang Juan under the ring both rushed to the front and pleaded with Yue Feng, who was sinking like water above the ring.
"Hmph...... If you dare to speak out again, I will not spare you!"
Yue Feng glared at Li Fei, who had retreated to be among the disciples, and waved his hand at Wang Dong on the edge of the ring and said, "Go quickly, be cautious about impacting the Qi Refining Realm, he will be good to serve the master one day." β
Wang Dong nodded vigorously, his eyes were full of emotion, he just wanted to step out of the ring as soon as his body turned, but suddenly the whole person froze there.
Looking at the disciples of Xixin Valley seven or eight feet away, looking at the faces full of concern, looking at the eyes that stared at him without turning his eyes.
Especially looking at the injured disciples, including Shi Hu, who were lying horizontally and vertically on the layers of green wooden steps, and there were more than one hundred and forty injured disciples, Wang Dong suddenly felt that he couldn't just go down like this, he had to do something for these people who cared about him and cared about him.
He took a deep breath, and at the moment when Yue Feng was about to announce in public that he had abstained and admitted defeat, he suddenly walked back quickly.
"Deacon Yue, I can't just leave, I must fight to the end. β
Hiss......
As soon as Wang Dong's categorical words came out, not only Yue Feng's complexion changed, but even the more than fifty young people who were men and women under the ring, and even the disciples of the two valleys on both sides of the ring were shocked.
You must know that the impact of the Qi Refining Realm is extraordinary, and this is a crucial starting step in the immortal cultivator's immortal cultivation career.
Cheng, once the dragon took off his mortal body and stepped into the Qi Refining Realm.
If you lose, you will sink and never have the opportunity to embark on the immortal road again.
If you don't know it, you will eat the dantian and destroy the meridians because of the internal breath, and you will become a waste, and the second half of your life is worse than death.
I believe that he is very clear about the relationship between this, but he actually ......
Quiet, in the huge Dongxin Valley, it was so quiet for a while that only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard like a rolling tide and a flood.
"Wang Dong, you have to think clearly, once there is a difference, the consequences will be irreparable. β
Yue Feng's hands behind his back had fallen to his sides and clenched into fists at some point.
"Wang Dong, don't be reckless! Don't come down quickly!"
As soon as Yue Feng's words fell, Li Xiulin in the audience shouted anxiously, and then the disciples of Xixin Valley shouted one after another.
"Wang Dong, admit defeat and admit defeat, it's not a big deal, come back soon......"
"We believe that what you say is true, and no one doubts you......"
"There is no shame in admitting defeat, it is more important than anything else for you to successfully step into the Qi Refining Realm......
"You've won eighteen games in a row, that's enough......"
Wang Dong's throat rolled for a while, but his gaze swept over most of the Dongxin Valley disciples who were speechless after reacting, but their faces were full of contempt and obvious disbelief, and he said categorically: "Deacon Yue, I have made up my mind. β
β...... Well......"
Yue Feng frowned and nodded, complaining in his heart that Wang Dong was stubborn and impulsive, but he also had to sympathize with each other, and secretly gave a thumbs up.
is worthy of being a character who has entered the eyes of Murong Feng's main law, and even the master favors him, and he is really full of courage!
If all the disciples can be like him, how can I be the other three immortal sects......
At this moment, Yue Feng's ears suddenly moved, and then he respectfully faced the north viewing platform, nodding again and again with a solemn expression......
"Mana condensation, sound transmission into the secret?"
Li Xiulin under the ring was shocked, and raised his eyes to look at the viewing platform more than ten feet away.
Sure enough, I saw Yan Gang, the chief deacon of the outer gate who was originally sitting on the Aoki chair, standing on the edge of the viewing platform at some point, holding the fence and looking at this side, his lips seemed to be slightly opened.
Mana condensation, sound transmission into the secret, this is a means that only the immortal cultivators of the Foundation Building Realm can perform, and the silent people present except for Yan Gang of the Foundation Building Realm, no one can make it.
Although Li Xiulin's cultivation is far inferior to Wang Dong, he has been a beginner for many years, and he has heard of these things.
At this moment, Yue Feng in the ring bowed in the direction of the north viewing platform, and suddenly reached out with his left hand and buckled Wang Dong's wrist......
Close at hand, although he was caught off guard, but Wang Dong tried to fight for life and death several times in the valley, coupled with the fact that he had changed his life against the sky so far, he could be called a masochistic practice day and night, and his reflexes were also fast to the extreme.
At the moment when Yue Feng's five fingers grabbed like an iron hook and his fingertips touched the skin of his wrist, he didn't even allow a "poof" to dodge it, and at the same time, he slammed his toes, and the whole person bounced back, falling straight nine feet away.
How do you know that Yue Feng broke off and shouted "Tiyun Zong" at the same time, his arms stretched out left and right like wings, and the whole person took off into the air and chased Wang Dong, and the feathers flashed lightly, and grabbed the right wrist pulse of Wang Dong, who had just landed.
"Tiyunzong!"
Wang moved his wrist and exclaimed in surprise, counting this time, it was the second time that he had suffered a loss under the light body spell Ladder Cloud Vertical, but this Ladder Cloud Vertical was made by Yue Feng beside him, and it was not comparable to Yu Hai at the beginning.
"Deacon Yue, ......?"
Wang Dong's face was suspicious but he was not afraid, he didn't commit any crimes, and Yue Feng had no reason to be unfavorable to him.
"You insist on continuing the competition, although I am annoyed that you are stubborn and impulsive, but in order to ensure that I have one more material to build, I have to make an exception to help you. β
When he said these words, Yue Feng's heart was full of emotion, these words were all his teacher, Yan Gang, the chief deacon of the outer gate, who had just sent the message to him.
Wang Dong has responsibility, courage and potential, it is worth making friends with his heart, he is in a difficult and dangerous situation at this time, just as he is sending charcoal in the snow, Yan Gang, a good master, ordered his apprentice Yue Feng, really for Yue Feng's sake.
The teacher treats me like this, it is really my Yue Feng's cultivation for several lifetimes......
Just when Yue Feng's mood was in full swing, Wang Dong felt a strange power that was soft and mellow, very different from his inner breath, surging through his arm along the veins around his wrist and flowing into his body, wandering among the eight veins of the strange meridian like rain and dew......
"Okay, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in your body have been temporarily protected by me with spiritual power, and within an hour, you can withstand the continuous impact of internal breath, you can rest assured that you should fight. β
Yue Feng withdrew his palm and confessed, turned around and walked back to the edge of the ring to stand still, looked around at the Lianggu disciples with different expressions and said loudly: "What I have done to Wang Dong, I have said it clearly in my words, the battle continues, and Dongxin disciples come to the stage!"
Yue Feng's voice fell, and the sound of discussion in Dongxin Valley gradually became louder.
There are all who say anything, some envy Wang Dong for being appreciated by the deacon of the outer gate before he has been promoted to the outer gate, some happily argue that Wang Dong can win a few games next, some look at Wang Dong to make a fool of himself in public, and some ......
But as Li Fei, who was carrying a single knife, went up to the ring with a solemn face, and stood face to face with Wang Dong, the buzzing Dongxin Valley was quiet in an instant.
Looking at Wang Dong on the opposite side at close range, looking at this fellow disciple who was as tall as a javelin in a green shirt, Li Fei could no longer see a trace of arrogance on his face.
Not to mention how Wang Dong once fought against the outer disciples in the rumors, nor how Wang Dong once abolished Du Qiushan three times and divided five by two, not to mention that Wang Dong fought eighteen consecutive battles and won consecutive victories.
Just to say that, under the surprise of Yue Feng, the deacon of the outer gate, Wang Dongneng reacted so fast that he flew back so fast, he Li Fei definitely couldn't do it.
Between me and him, the difference is not a star and a half, I am simply arrogant, sitting in the well and watching the sky......
Li Fei sighed secretly, the sense of superiority that had been expanding all the time was gone, he suddenly took a step back and stood still, and clenched his fists tightly at Wang Dong: "Senior Brother Wang, Li Fei is not talented, please give me more advice." β
"Shhh...... Li Fei, who has always been above the top, what's wrong?"
"Yes, although Li Fei is ranked last in the Dongxin Seven Heroes, he has been able to stay in the nest for three consecutive years, and his strength is also hard-hitting. β
"What do you do with that brain, just watch it carefully......"
β......β
Listening to all kinds of discussions under the ring, Li Fei did not feel the slightest embarrassment, but secretly congratulated himself that he could rein in time on the edge of the arrogant cliff.
"Senior Brother Li, please be merciful!"
Wang Dong bowed his hand and returned the salute without saying much, waiting for the other party to strike first.
"Offended!"
Li Fei's eyes condensed, and the single knife "Cangchang" came out of the sheath, and the toe "poo" hurriedly took three small steps, and he had already jumped to the point where Wang moved less than seven feet in front of him, and with a single knife he raised a piece of snow-bright knife light, and slashed Wang Dong's chest.
In the sound of the blade breaking the wind, the snow bright knife light slashed in the blink of an eye, but the king did not dodge, the long knife in his left hand suddenly crossed his chest, and the black scabbard made of stainless steel made of "dang" made a crisp sound, and the sparks splashed directly the long knife that was split and rolled back.
"That's a lot of strength!"
The single knife with the "buzzing" of the blade almost flew out of his hand, Li Fei's complexion changed greatly, and he felt the tearing pain of the right hand holding the handle of the knife, and the corner of his eyes swept away, and it was already dripping with blood.
However, the name of the seventh-year-old Dabi is not false after all, he did not hesitate to turn his wrist over when he lost a move, and he wanted to split the second knife with a single knife, but the blade of the knife had just been raised less than half an inch, and the evil wind was blowing at the same time as the flower in front of him......
The sideburns that were flying behind his head with the fierce fist wind spilled down his shoulders, Li Fei froze in the air with a single knife in his hand, looking at the iron fist hovering at the tip of his nose, and the heart that suddenly stopped suddenly eased up, but it was "bang, bang" The more he jumped, the more he jumped.
"Multi-...... Thank you for your mercy. β
Li Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around and got out of the ring with a single knife......
"Defeated? This is defeated?"
"Hey, Wang Dong's punch was too fast, how could Li Fei block it. β
"Li Fei is ranked last in the Seven Masterpieces, and this defeat at the hands of Wang Dong will not only be taken by others as one of his Seven Masterpieces, but also lose the qualification to continue to compete for the top ten in the big competition, and he will be defeat......ed."
"Hmph, although they are both disciples of Dongxingu, the one surnamed Li has been coaxing, and he deserves ......"
Li Fei returned to the battle area of the disciples of Bengu without squinting, listening to the voices in front of him and behind him, he calmly found a secluded corner with few people and sat down, and his heart was very calm......
Looking at the blood-red sunset that was about to disappear under the western mountain, a heartfelt smile appeared on his lips, he knew what kind of road he would take in the future.
"Wang Dong, thank you......"
Li Fei clenched his fists tightly, turned his head to look at the tall figure in a green shirt in the ring, there was no hatred in his clear eyes, there was just ......
But at this time, Li Fei's face suddenly changed, and he saw a man with a spear upside down and jumped into the half-person-high ring with a "poof".
"Wang Dong is rampant, I'll meet you Zhang Tielai!"
Listening to this violent, revealing seven disobedience and eight resentment, Li Fei shook his head and smiled.
"Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie, you are so rude, how can Wang Dong tolerate you?"
"You, you're looking for a beating......"