Zhu Zhishan's serious injury this time was really beyond the expectations of the monk in charge of this martial arts field, because they were all disciples of the same sect, and they didn't see each other when they looked up, and there was basically no such situation of tearing their faces. In particular, we should consider this kind of situation, which directly kills people, or even almost kills them.

Because, as a martial arts arena, this one will definitely arrange some formations to deal with emergencies and open up the two sides of the competition. Anyway, they are all in the same field, and there is no shame in sneak attacking, right? The three, after all, are all disciples of the same sect, not to mention looking up and looking down. Perhaps, both of them will have the opportunity to carry out missions together, so they will definitely be more restrained. If you offend others, the kind of people who are desperate for revenge will want to make trouble for you, and some of the gains outweigh the losses.

Actually, he didn't expect this kind of result, he remembered that there seemed to be a dust explosion principle on the earth, and he applied what he learned this time, but he didn't expect this effect to be unexpectedly good.

"Hey, what are you thinking? Did you hear what I said just now?" The monk in charge of the martial arts arena looked at him and didn't know what he was thinking, and said dissatisfiedly: "You kid, the first time you participated in the martial arts arena, you are so ruthless, why is it different from what the demon monk did?"

"Naked demonic deeds!"

"It's disgusting!"

"This kind of ruthless, unjust, lawless boy should commit suicide and apologize!"

In the crowd, there was also a burst of shouts and mocking voices corresponding to the thoughts, and most of them were disgusted by the actions of the corresponding thoughts, not to mention the extreme disgust, but also sneered.

Ying Si glanced at it nonchalantly, shrugged his shoulders, and sneered: "What's the matter with me? He was the one who took the initiative to come to me this time, he was the one who brought me to the martial arts arena, and he was the one who proposed the fight." Hehe, what's the matter, he is not good at cultivating himself, and he is asking for hardships, do you think it is my responsibility?"

"You, you are simply messing around and making trouble without reason! You ruthlessly hit your fellow disciples, is this what a righteous gentleman and a decent family should do?" The monk in charge of the martial arts arena blushed angrily, he had never seen such a person who did not care about the life or death of his fellow disciple in the slightest.

"Hmph, this senior brother, then I will ask you a few questions, and please help me answer them. Facing the indignant young monk, Ying Si snorted coldly and asked. "May I ask Senior Brother, what do you think is the meaning of the existence of the martial arts arena?"

"The significance of the existence of the martial arts arena is naturally to allow our disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion to increase their actual combat experience, in order to go out to perform tasks in the future and reduce unnecessary casualties. ”

"Since this is the case, how can we keep our hands in the battle in the martial arts arena? If our subordinates are merciful and make a small fight, then when they really face the demon monks, will the demon monks show mercy to their men?

"You, you, you!" Ying Si sneered, and the monk in charge of the martial arts field was speechless, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

In the face of the cold eyes of those monks watching the battle, as well as the questioning of the monks in charge of the martial arts field, Ying Si did not back down in the slightest. How can we say that? We should consider seriously injuring down our fellow disciples, and we cannot give in to this kind of thing at all. In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the monks who are watching, and there is no need for them to participate. However, people inevitably have a bad root, that is, they like to stand on the moral high ground and accuse others, so as to highlight their "noble character" that is higher than ordinary people.

There are many examples of this, and on Earth, collectively known as trolls and keyboard warriors. Their favorite thing is human blood steamed buns. They have only one purpose, which is to force the person who violates morality and ethics in their eyes to death, so that they can be satisfied. Then, they will pretend that someone has nothing to do with it, and then force the keyboard warrior who screams the hardest and dances the most happily to death. The best way to deal with this kind of person is to never show weakness, without a trace of hesitation and regret. Because, as long as you show a little weakness, their spittle stars can drown you to death, and there are even some radical people who will "uphold justice", find you all kinds of trouble, and spread all kinds of remarks that are unfavorable to you.

Bang Bang Bang –

Yin Xinhan, a young monk with a cold temperament, clapped his hands, slowly walked in front of Ying Siliang, and praised: "Wonderful, really wonderful." Senior brother, are you called Ying Sili? Thank you, let me see such a wonderful competition, Zhishan lost to you, it is really not wronged. Oh, by the way, please rest assured, I'll send someone to send you the trophy when he wakes up later. ”

After Yin Xinhan finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, wanting to shake hands with Ying Siliang. "Look at us falling in love like this, let's make friends, my name is Yin Xinhan, the leader of the Hanshan Stone Trail Group. ”

"My name is Ying Siwei, I am an ordinary elite disciple, and I will ask Senior Brother Yin to take care of me in the future. Ying Si thought that between shaking hands with Yin Xinhan, he felt a cold aura invade his body, and he couldn't help but shudder, this was the dismount he gave.

Ying Si said in his heart: "This Yin Xinhan is the leader of Zhu Zhishan, but he did not attack me because of the serious injury of his team member Zhu Zhishan. Moreover, it is unreasonable to be able to talk to me so calmly. It seems that those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming!"

On the other side, Mu Ai is also in a bitter battle, and his opponent is one of the geniuses in this academy, Jin Lun. Golden Dao monk, the peak of mustard seeds, is only one step away from the subtle realm.

Jin Lun has shoulder-length yellow hair, handsome and chic, and his gestures are full of heroism. He held a golden long knife in his hand, and his attack was aggressive, and after several encounters, Mu Ai could only parry.

Mu Ai didn't have any defensive skills, so he could only frequently dodge Jin Lun's sword momentum and hit him with a sword qi to force him back. But Jin Lun's second technique is gilded armor, which has excellent defense, and Jin Dao is one of the five strongest attack schools. Mu Ai was cut to the ground by the golden knife, and he could only retreat, but fortunately, Mu Ai had taken the pill given by Ying Si before, and his spiritual power and wounds were slowly recovering. Moreover, because of Ying Siwei's training, Mu Ai's basic skills are also very solid, and in a short period of time, Jin Lun has no choice.

But as time passed, Mu Ai gradually showed his defeat, but unexpectedly, at the last moment, Mu Ai used the black fog to blind Jin Lun's vision, dodged into it, and fell into the ring with him at the cost of being seriously injured by Jin Lun.

On the other side, the battle of the others was also over, and the one who finally won the first place in this year-end competition was a disciple named Lei Hu. He is a Thunder Dao cultivator, with the peak strength of mustard seeds, extremely sharp attacks, and very old-fashioned, compared to other disciples, he is indeed quite inferior.

"Boy, you did a good job, you won the first place, and you didn't lose my name as the King of Thunder and Lightning, Lei Yongxin. "As Lei Hu accepted the reward given by the Great Elder for the first place, an illusory soul body flew out of him. Strangely, though, it seems that everyone present can't see him.

Lei Hu took the bag full of spirit stones, as well as the jade bottle containing the elixir, and after getting off the high platform, he said: "Hey, old grandfather, I am your descendant, how can I lose your face? However, this competition is really boring, and it only took six or seven points of strength for them to fall." ”

"You kid, this is just the first name of a small year-end competition, how can you be proud so easily?" The soul body gradually became clear, forming an old man with white hair, his thick eyebrows and angry eyes, a thunderbolt-shaped scar on his forehead, wearing a blue robe, tattooed with the pattern of a cow, and a kind of non-angry and self-righteous momentum around his body. "Back then, your grandfather and I were also strong people in the half-step Jindan period, and we can be said to be the strongest in one side, occupying several famous mountains and becoming famous for a while. But in the end, wasn't he plotted by the villain, fell in a land disaster, and died?"

Lei Hu pursed his lips disdainfully, and secretly slandered himself: "Cut, bad old man, he will make excuses, obviously because of his lack of strength, he was directly killed in front of the clansmen, and he has to say that it sounds so good, do you really think I don't know?"

"You stinky boy, don't think I don't know what's going on in your head!" Lei Yongxin has a lot of experience, and he can guess what Lei Hu is thinking when he looks at Lei Hu's expression. "You're still young, and there are some things that you'll understand later. Power has never been everything, it was not before, and it will never be in the future. ”

At this time, Ying Sili also came back, and after Zhu Zhishan woke up, he gave him half of the tiger talisman, spirit stone and elixir.

"Senior Brother Xiao Ai, what was the result of your fight, were you injured, did you win?" Ying Si walked over and saw that Mu Ai was injured, although he was simply bandaged, some blood still oozed out. So, he took out a green elixir, a bag of spirit stones, and a jade bottle from the Tibetan ring. "Xiao Ai, the green elixir, I refined it myself, it is for healing. The others are the trophies I got from defeating Zhuzhi Mountain, and the elixir in this jade bottle is only two turns, and it is not of great use to me. There are also these spirit stones, you can keep them, and you will have to repay my kindness in the future, so don't be pretentious. I don't want others to see that the junior brother I am covering still needs to go to the elders to earn spirit stones. If you have time, practice more, as long as you have the strength, all problems will be easy to solve. ”

Mu Ai's face was full of gratitude, he was not pretentious, he took the spirit stone and the elixir, and swallowed the green elixir in one gulp. Ying thought about the refining pill, the effect was not bad, and a green mist slowly poured out of Mu Ai's body, and the wound was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.