Fan Xilong made Zhuang Yong injured and vomited blood, and he didn't stop his hand, taking advantage of the opponent's strength exhaustion, his right hand was secretly growing, his five fingers were pinched, and there were two crisp clicks, and Zhuang Yong's left fingers were broken.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed in unison, and the two judges shouted: "The victory and defeat have been divided, the disciples of the Blue Moon Sect stop!"

Fan Xilong let go of his right hand, took two steps back, the ruthless color on his face flashed away, and then he looked apologetic and said: "Senior Brother Zhuang's martial arts are too high, and he tried his best to miss, please don't blame Senior Brother Zhuang." My Blue Moon Gate has healing elixir, and I am willing to heal Senior Brother Zhuang. ”

The two disciples of Baishengmen leaped onto the stage, helped Zhuang Yong, and one shouted: "Who wants your medicine!" Senior Brother Zhuang was slapped by you three times, and the victory and defeat have been divided, but you are still ruthless, is this a violation of the rules of the competition?"

They were angry that Fan Xilong was ruthless, Zhuang Yong's martial arts were all on his claws, and now he had two broken fingers, and his kung fu would inevitably be greatly reduced within a year.

Zhang Feng, the head of Baishengmen, also jumped on the stage, checked Zhuang Yong's injury, was angry in his heart, stared at Fan Xilong, and said to the two judges: "The competition in the ring, the point is stopped, this surnamed Fan has obviously won, but he still grabbed my disciple and killed him, I don't know how the two judges will deal with this matter?"

Before the judge could answer, Tianli, the head of the Blue Moon Gate in the distance, stood up and said: "The junior is in the martial arts competition, the skill has not arrived, and he can't send and receive it freely, and it is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries. ”

Zhang Feng sneered and said: "All the heroes are here, and they can all see it clearly, Fan Xilong made Zhuang Yong tricked, and that's it, only blame my disciples for not having such scheming and not being cunning enough, but he hit Zhuang Yong three times in a row, and then punched him hard in the lower abdomen, causing Zhuang Yong to vomit blood, and there was no power to resist. I'm afraid that this kind of behavior can't be excused by 'sending and receiving freely', right?"

Wei Tianli said with a smile: "Young people compete in martial arts, hit the sexuality, and can't stop the move, what's so strange? Fan Xilong's three high-fives plus the dragon claw unloading the ridge are my Blue Moon Gate coherent moves, he is skilled in practice on weekdays, and he uses it in one go at a critical juncture, which is no longer normal." ”

What he said was a lie, Fan Xilong Shicai's three palms in a row were just a trend, not the inherent moves of the Blue Moon Gate, and they had nothing to do with the Dragon Claw Unloading Ridge, in order to exonerate his disciples, he forcibly said these two moves in one place, which meant that the moves were coherent, and he didn't have time to think about the moves, and he didn't mean to hurt people.

The two argued. Several judges are also deliberating, some people think that in the ring competition, injuries are inevitable, and it is normal for young people to be unable to control them, and they should not be punished; more people feel that Fan Xilong's final reluctance to break Zhuang Yong's finger is not uncontrollable, but it is actually intentional and should be punished. In the end, it was agreed that Fan Xilong still broke Zhuang Yong's finger when he obviously won the victory, which was excessive injury. In view of the fact that the young disciple could not control the rhythm of the shot, and it was the first offense, he was not suspended, but he was suspended for one game, and apologized to Zhuang Yong in public, and was fined another 100 taels of silver to be used as Zhuang Yong's resources to heal his injuries.

Fan Xilong sneered slightly, and bowed his hand to several judges: "Thank you for your magnanimity and mercy." He bowed slightly to Zhuang Yong and the people of Baishengmen and said: "Senior Brother Zhuang is strong in martial arts, and he is doing his best to do it, and he can't stop it, and he accidentally injured Senior Brother Zhuang, so I beg forgiveness." ”

Since the judgment was like this, Baishengmen didn't want to say anything, Zhang Feng snorted, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and led the disciples to step down.

Li Longyan shook his head, feeling that this suspension of one game would not have a big impact on Fan Xilong, there were still forty or fifty disciples participating in the competition, and if he won consecutive victories, he would still have a chance to reach the top.

For Fan Xilong to interfere with the opponent's mind with breath, Li Longyan also saw it, although this move was not above board, but it did not violate the rules of the game, but he felt that this kid was full of tricks, and he was really a difficult opponent.

When Xiao Renyuan looked at the distance, the wind had already played more than 100 moves, and the advantage was gradually becoming obvious, and it was expected that he would be able to win after another 10 or 20 moves.

Li Yi's battle against He Changsheng has been decided, and Li Yi won.

In the current situation in the arena, there are only two people who have won six victories, Li Yi and Fan Xilong, and the rest of the disciples still have three five victories, which have just been decided.

Liu Yanfeng said to Li Longyan: "Later, the next game will be played by you." If Xiao Renyuan wins this game, the stronger the opponent behind him, he is afraid that it will be difficult to deal with. You are now four wins, then Li Yi is already six wins, if the gap is too far, it is possible that you will not be able to touch him in the tiebreaker. ”

Li Longyan nodded, knowing that Liu Yanfeng arranged it like this, leaving the hope of entering the decisive game on him.

After Xiao Renyuan's four victories, he will face all the official disciples of other sects, all of whom are strong in martial arts, on par with Zhuang Yong, Fan Xilong and others, and it is very difficult to win another game.

He currently has four wins, and as long as he wins in a row, he can catch up with the score.

I only heard a burst of cheers from the disciples of the martial arts academy beside him, and when he was in the stands, Xiao Renyuan locked Feng Feiyang's arms with a move of the phoenix falling Wutong, and followed the chain of hands to make a move, Feng Feiyang was turned around twice, and staggered out of the circle.

Xiao Renyuan won the game and returned to the wooden shed triumphantly, with a few bloody cuts on his face. Chen Qin said: "Xiao Dashao, your face is broken!"

Xiao Renyuan touched his cheek and said, "It's okay, the mouth is not deep, it will be fine in a few days." This kid's monkey claws are quite powerful, scratching my whole body hurts, help me see, is my clothes scratched?"

Everyone looked at his clothes, except for a tear in his trousers, everything else was fine.

These pants are also made of the best materials, Xiao Renyuan is a little painful, and I want to walk around in the crowd wearing a pair of torn pants when the meeting is over, which is really unsightly, especially when there are many female disciples looking at themselves!

He asked Chen Qin: "Do you have any needles and threads to help me mend them?"

Chen Qin had needlework in her purse, but her eyes widened, and she said, "I want Miss Ben to help you mend your pants, you want to be beautiful!

"I don't know how to sew! Otherwise, I'll give you a tael of silver, and I'll work hard for you!"

"A tael of silver, Miss Ben's craftsmanship is so worthless?"

"Two-two!"

"Sneer......"

“...... Is it enough?"

"Hmmm......"

“...... Ten taels!"

"Well, that'......s it! Reach out!"

The disciples were stunned. Xia Fan scratched his head and said, "Xiao Dashao, how much did your pants cost?"

"Eight taels of silver! What's wrong?"

"Uh, no...... It's nothing. ”

Xia Fan looked up at the sky, and the white clouds in the sky were long.

I really don't understand this rich man's world.