Leng Xin didn't pause.

Cheng Cheng screamed, and the knives in his other hand fell into the water.

He's just a fool after all.

His heart has hardly changed from before.

A month of knife practice, at most, made his temperament a little more resilient than before.

You're looking forward to transforming a gentleman disciple into a swordsman with a strong heart in a month, but that's just a dream.

Without time and the stimulus of certain things, a person's transformation is a long one.

Only after the collapse of the worldview, enduring the painful reshaping of the tearing and changing of all things, can it be reborn.

At this moment, Cheng Yu didn't even notice Leng Xin's attack.

Until, he watched his other arm, along with his collarbone and shoulder, rise into the sky.

The brutal aura crashed into his chest along the wound, exploding a majestic rain of blood.

Intense pain piercing the heart, with an incomparable tearing sensation.

"You !!"

Cheng Cheng looked at Leng Xin blankly, trembling all over.

He didn't expect at all that in this situation, he would attack.

After a brief period of numbness, a terrifying pain struck like a tidal wave.

Cheng Bao's eyes darkened, and he fainted directly.

"Cheng Bao !!"

At this moment, upstairs in the cooking moon, Cheng Bao's father's face changed dramatically!

But just as he was about to get up, a strong hand next to him gently pressed on his shoulder.

That hand was very light, but it instantly locked the aura of his whole body, allowing his body to be firmly suppressed.

"Mr. Cheng, our people will deal with it, if you don't want to delay your child's treatment, don't be impulsive. ”

At this moment, the referee below obviously didn't expect such a thing to happen in the first "friendly" exchange gambling fight.

But he still said as soon as possible: "Leng Xinsheng!"

As he spoke, the monk immediately found someone to carry Cheng Cheng down, and immediately followed by an accompanying monk to treat him.

He also understands that the people who come today are also figures with heads and faces in Datang.

Of course, with the identity of the three sects, no matter what happens, it will be fine, but if someone really dies, it will also be troublesome.

After all, Li Kaishan of the Canglan Courtyard is a member of the Tang Dynasty, and these high-ranking officials are also on his side, and it is not easy to explain when the time comes.

Seeing his child being carried down, Cheng Bao's father's face turned pale.

Finished.

Although Baiyueshan talked about treatment, he also understood that the so-called treatment was at most just to stop bleeding and heal injuries.

Want to recover a broken arm?

Don't dream, pills to restore stump limbs are expensive. Worship Moon Mountain will never come out.

And without the elixir, if you want to recover, you can only wait until the heart lamp realm to reshape the body.

But......

Even he himself is not a heart lamp, how can he be a child who has been abolished?

Even his arms are disabled, and he can't even be an official.

This is just a half-pillar of incense betting, which is the bet on Cheng Cheng with three hundred spirit stones?

This is obviously a gamble that lost the rest of your life!

Feeling the trembling of Cheng Bao's father, Elder Baiyue Mountain comforted lightly: "Ling Gongzi has performed well, I will give feedback to the sect." ”

It's just that when he said such a thing at this moment, Cheng Bao's father just laughed miserably.

Say?

Did it work?

No matter how good his son is, how can a disabled person go to the sect!

And the Elder of Baiyue Mountain ignored it, he walked straight to the window, and said slowly: "The sword has no eyes, although it is a fight, but injuries are inevitable. ”

"We and the other three sects absolutely guarantee the lives of the monks involved in the battle, but if they are defeated, please surrender as soon as possible. ”

"Otherwise, if you lose your resistance, you will still be able to support yourself, resist stubbornly, and aggravate your injuries, which is really not the wish of my sect. ”

In just a few words, Cheng Bao's disability was characterized as "strong self-support, stubborn resistance".

Clean up your relationship.

Xi Wan, who was sitting at the bottom, rolled her eyes.

What a blind man is!

At that time, Cheng Bao's arm was cut off, the long sword fell into the water, and the whole person bent over in pain, and he still resisted?

Anyone can see that Leng Xin did it on purpose.

It was he who held a grudge against the previous knife and deliberately vented his anger!

"Sanzong is such a big hat!"

At this moment, a young man in Tsing Yi stood up in the crowd.

He sat at the back of the crowd, and this position was where the children of the high-ranking officials of the Tang family who were invited were located.

Of course, the worst person who can sit on the surface of the lake is Lingyuan.

Cheng Bao's cultivation was too low, and it was too tiring for him to sit on the lake, so he went to the Cooking Moon Building.

At this moment, the young man shouted loudly, which directly attracted everyone's attention.

He didn't pay attention to the eyes around him, and strode to the side of Cheng Cheng who was being carried and took a look.

The young man's narrow eyebrows and eyes had a sharp chill.

He slowly looked up and looked upstairs at the cooking moon.

"Dare to ask the elder, a person who has broken his arm and abandoned the knife, is in a trance, and has completely given up any resistance, which is also called stubborn resistance?"

"A person's aura is constricted, and he clearly gives up the battle, and his whole body is shaking like chaff, which is also called refusing to surrender?"

"Dare to ask the elder, the monk's ...... just now Where's the face!"

"Isn't it the monks of the three sects, they are all like this......

"Bastard!"

Suddenly, a blue face stretched out from the Cooking Moon Building.

"You bastard, what kind of bastard!"

"Don't apologize to the elders yet!"

At this moment, it was none other than the great Sikong of the dynasty, Sima Ran.

The young man in Tsing Yi below is naturally no one else, it is his second son who is not waiting to be seen, Sima Qing.

Sima Qing's eldest brother didn't come over this time, because he knew that the three gambling battles were absolutely none of his business.

He practiced the swordsmanship of the family in general, and he was hit by his younger brother one after another, and he had long lost the mind to practice.

This kind of conference, with his ass, is also where his damn brother is in the limelight, so he didn't come at all, only Sima Ran came alone.

But at this moment, he never expected his son to dare to be so bold!

Directly in front of everyone's faces, ask on the spot!

Question the elders of the three sects!

Sima Ran could watch as the face of the Elder of the Moon Mountain turned from blue to black.

What a wickedness!

Rebel!

It's just that even though Sima Ran's face changed, as if there was infinite anger in his heart, he only opened his mouth to scold twice.

And after listening to the scolding, Sima Qing looked at his father lightly.

was stared at by Sima Qing's eyes, and this great Sikong, who had been in the dynasty for decades, was suddenly a little unable to look directly.

In the past, Sima Qing was always honest in front of him, but in Sima's family, he was held down by his eldest brother, and he could only do some things to kill time.

But lately, he's changed too much.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a rebirth.

Especially that night......

At this moment, under Sima Qing's eyes, Sima Ran was a little unable to speak.

And at this moment, the Elder of the Moon Mountain looked at him lightly, and said slowly: "The monk fights, and he never really gives up resistance!"

"Single-minded fighting is the pursuit and belief of my generation of monks. ”

"And in battle, even if you have a broken hand or a broken foot, as long as your head is good, you will still fight desperately!"

"Any trembling and retreating is a bait disguised for the enemy to see, and as long as the enemy is fooled, it will be doomed. ”

"I'm sorry, maybe I overestimated your temperament, I'll pay attention later. ”

"As long as you shout surrender, both sides of the battle will stop immediately!"

Hearing this, Sima Qing looked at the Elder of Baiyue Mountain and said slowly, "What if you can't shout?"

"In the same level of fighting, it's not that you can't even shout two words. ”

"As long as you don't surrender, then naturally the fighting continues. ”

"Understood. ”

Sima Qing jumped and floated on the lake.

"That fellow Daoist just now, are you interested in fighting again?"

As he spoke, the breath of Sima Qingling's Yuan Realm blew away three thousand ripples.