Chapter Thirty-Three: Losing Both Sides Seek Gain

Li Cheng was also glaring at Duanmu Madness coldly, but his face was not good-looking, and his handsome face was slightly distorted, which showed that Duanmu Madness's palm also caused him a lot of injuries.

Although he did not lose his temper after receiving Duanmu Mad's palm, his heart was not calm, no one knew the power of Duanmu Mad's palm better than him, even if it was called overwhelming, it was not an exaggeration, and he couldn't help but spit blood.

And the vitality contained in Duanmu Madness's palm strength is very different from the people he has seen, it is the vitality without any attributes, this vitality is domineering, and it pours into his body along the palm momentum to wreak havoc, as if it is devouring, and he finally suppressed this vitality temporarily, but it is still affecting his combat effectiveness.

Li Cheng had already regarded Duanmu Mad as the same class as him at this time, and he didn't dare to despise him anymore, Duanmu Mad didn't move, and he didn't plan to move first, he wanted to take this time to wipe out the vitality that Duanmu Mad blasted into his body, otherwise he would definitely lose if he fought again.

The two stood and glared at each other again, and the confrontation just now was still up and down, and both sides were hit by each other, which made them more cautious, and no one took the lead again, and they fell into a stalemate for a while.

But this did not affect the enthusiasm of those onlookers, Duanmu Madness's brilliant performance shocked them, Li Cheng's offense and defense were also remarkable, people did not have the intention of ridiculing this battle, but were full of expectations, because the two people who fought were very strong, and such a wonderful battle was rare in peacetime.

The inner disciples who were watching gradually stopped talking and did not make a noise, as if they were afraid of disturbing the two people who were facing each other on the field. Everyone stared closely at the two figures on the field, their eyes showing hope, eager for the two figures to collide violently again, so that they could feast their eyes.

Of course, there is one exception in the crowd, and that is Chen Ming. At the beginning, he watched the battle between the two with the mentality of watching the beating of the water dog, and in his imagination, Duanmu Mad would definitely make Li Cheng beat his father and cry his mother to kneel and beg for mercy.

How do you know that Duanmu Mania's strength is beyond his expectations, and the battle with Li Cheng is not inferior, and looking at Li Cheng like that, he is obviously afraid of Duanmu Mania, whether he will make another move is still two words.

Seeing that the two people on the field were not moving, Chen Ming's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, originally he wanted to borrow Li Cheng's hand to teach Duanmu a lesson, but now Li Cheng had a vague intention of giving up, of course he couldn't let this happen.

"Hey...... Duanmu Mania" Chen Ming's eyes rolled, he had an idea, and let out a deep laugh. The inner disciples standing next to him only felt a yin wind blowing, and they all turned their heads to look at Chen Ming in surprise, Chen Ming ignored the different colors of these people, and he strode forward and walked towards the two people in the opposite position.

"Senior Brother Li Cheng, please listen to what the junior brother says...... You have also seen that the mountain boy on the other side is a hard prick, and it is unpredictable to win or lose if he fights, it is good to win, but if he loses, he will lose face, why not stop while he is now tied. Chen Ming walked up to Li Cheng and pretended to persuade.

"You said a tie?" Li Cheng glared at Chen Ming angrily, Chen Ming actually thought that he couldn't beat this outer disciple, and actually persuaded him to end the game in a draw, which was unbearable.

Sure enough, under Chen Ming's clever words, Li Cheng was furious, he was an inner disciple at the peak of the congenital realm, and he actually wanted to tie with an outer disciple who only had an innate primary level, which in itself was the biggest shame, and it was unacceptable for Li Cheng, who was arrogant in his heart.

"Senior Brother Li Cheng, junior brother, this is all for your own good, I heard that you have been pursuing Senior Sister Zhong recently, right? Don't talk about who wins or loses today, if you really hurt him, I'm afraid Senior Sister Zhong won't give up, because the relationship between this kid and Senior Sister Zhong is very close, this kid is what Senior Sister Zhong brought back to the sect last time she went out to practice. ”

Chen Ming turned a blind eye to Li Cheng's angry gaze, and then spoke.

"What did you say?" Hearing Chen Ming's words, Li Cheng was furious, this kid actually had an intimate relationship with Zhong Lingyan?

Zhong Lingyan has countless admirers in the Wuyue Sect, and Li Cheng is naturally one of them, and he is one of the most diligent pursuers, but Zhong Lingyan has always been salty and indifferent to him, and now he hears that Duanmu Madness has a close relationship with Zhong Lingyan, where can he stand it.

"Senior Brother Li Cheng, calm your anger, after all, haven't they reached that step yet, you still have a chance. Chen Ming said again.

"Get the fuck out of here. Li Cheng was completely furious, pushed Chen Ming who was blocking in front of him away, and walked towards Duanmu Mania step by step like a lion. His eyes were reddish because of anger, and his eyes revealed the hatred of the sky, Duanmu Mad not only injured his cousin, but also came to trouble him, and now he has an unexplained relationship with the goddess in his dreams, he only wants to tear Duanmu Mad to pieces now.

Li Cheng used the vitality of his whole body and strode forward, even the palm power that Duanmu Mad had just bombarded in his body had not been completely eliminated, and he didn't care about suppressing it, he wanted to crush and destroy the figure that was getting closer and closer in front of him. Li Cheng fell into complete madness.

In the face of the menacing Li Cheng, Duanmu was not afraid, mobilized the vitality of his whole body, resisted with momentum, and stood proudly on the spot.

His blood and qi surged, the vitality all over his body flashed with blood-colored brilliance, Li Cheng's hatred made Duanmu crazy excited, and an instinctive subconscious rose from Duanmu madness's mind, he stared at Li Cheng's eyes and began to redden, the whole person became monstrous, and the battle intent wanted to tear the vast sky.

"Breaking Wave Fist" Li Cheng roared angrily, a punch was already struck, rolling with a riotous water attribute vitality, tearing the air, moving forward, slamming into Duanmu Mania, the inner disciples who were watching exclaimed, usually some of them have also seen Li Cheng shoot, but where is there anything like today.

The punch in front of him was too terrible, the punch came out at will, the body moved with the fist, with the momentum of wanting to destroy everything, people couldn't help but swap themselves with Duanmu Madness, and they all found that they couldn't catch this punch, looking at Li Cheng's posture, he was completely desperate.

"Crazy Dragon Palm", Duanmu shouted wildly, you have to work hard, it's not you, I will too.

The vitality of the surrounding body converged towards Duanmu Mania in a form visible to the naked eye, and the vitality of blood and qi gushed out from his sea of qi, condensing on his palms, and Duanmu Mania's palms were red, as if they were about to drip blood.

His body seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, frantically devouring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, slapping out a palm and blasting into the oncoming fist. The blood dragon rushed out of his palm, his body moving with his breath, and he screamed and roared, wanting to blast the heavens and the earth.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed again, this outer disciple named Duanmu Crazy was also desperate, what was going on today, originally fought well, but now the two of them are attacking desperately, as if they have a deep hatred, and they want to smash each other to pieces.

"Pengpeng" fists and palms were handed over, making a loud noise, and the blood-red and light blue vitality burst out in the cross-hit, bursting, and shooting in all directions, as bright as lit fireworks, and the brilliance was dotted.

The two did not flinch, fighting together, during which the sound of "Woo Woo" sounded from time to time, Duanmu Madness didn't know how many punches, Li Cheng didn't know how many palms he received, the blood mist sprayed between the two stained their clothes red, and their black hair was red, they roared, ignoring the fists that hit them, fists back and forth, and fought endlessly.

The crowd of onlookers was terrified, something was wrong, what was going on? Was this a teaching style? Such a tragic battle, I had never seen it, this was a battle to the death.

"What's going on?" someone exclaimed, completely confused about what was going on between the two?

"Are they dying?" someone exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"Something is going to happen, stop them, they're going to kill each other. "There were also people who trembled and were frightened by such a battle.

There are even many people shouting at the two, calling on them to stop quickly, including Chen Ming. You must know that the rules of the Wuyue Sect are strict, and they may let go of petty fights between disciples, but if they take their lives, they will definitely be severely punished, even those who contribute to the trouble.

Chen Ming's face was bitter, originally he just wanted Li Cheng to teach Duanmu a lesson, how could he know that the two of them would die if they didn't want each other, thinking of the punishment of the sect, he shuddered. But no matter how he called, the two people on the field didn't listen to other people's advice at all, and they still fought hotly.

"That's right, Senior Sister Zhong, only Senior Sister Zhong can stop them" Chen Ming was in a hurry, remembered Zhong Lingyan coming, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the West Courtyard.

The shouts of the people on the sidelines were naturally heard by Duanmu Mad and Li Cheng in the battle, but they ignored it.

Duanmu Maniac only refused to stop because he was not convinced, but Li Cheng was bitter in his heart, Duanmu Mania did not stop, he couldn't stop, if he stopped first, wouldn't it mean that he was in the hands of a disciple of an outer sect? Then how could he raise his head and be a man in the future? The arrogant man refused to stop, but accelerated his attack.

After fighting for so long, at this time both of them were at the end of their crossbows, their physical strength and vitality were about to be exhausted, without the shock pressure of their vitality, the injuries they suffered began to attack, and their minds were dizzy, and the two were very tacitly ready for the final blow.

"Roar" The two of them each roared angrily, carrying the last trace of vitality, and slammed their fists at each other, and with two sounds, both of them hit each other.

"Poof" A mouthful of reverse blood involuntarily spurted out of his mouth, Duanmu was bombarded and flew out, and the various punch wounds on his body also occurred together at this time as if they had been agreed, and the huge pain in his body made him dizzy, and his eyelids began to close.

Vaguely Duanmu felt that he was being blown upside down, someone caught and hugged him, the body was soft, and he was so comfortable to hold him, his eyes were dark, and he passed out.