Chapter 11 Don't be confused at the end of the war

A simple and fast victory made Lin Yi win the applause of Feng Yuanzhi. At the same time, he also let Feng Yuanzhi win back his own century-old Xuanling Grass. Unfortunately, Chang Fatty, who had always looked like a profiteer, cried and wet his fat face and regretted it.

The broad and red lips are ready to move, but they don't know what to say at this time.

This is a very entangled problem, and there is no way out. The most important thing is that Chang Fatty has been scolded and ridiculed by someone since he lost a hundred years of Xuanling Grass and Red Gold and Blood Stone.

Since he is in a bad mood, since he lost his bet, since he has been laughed at, and since he has been so embarrassed, he should find a suitable opportunity to revenge. Only in this way can he find his original self, because this is his unique charm and persistence for dozens of times.

So Gu Sheng chose to use his thoughts and think about how to attract Feng Yuan again with his fat head, but unexpectedly, he was interrupted by a young man full of resoluteness and integrity.

Full of irritability, nowhere to complain, full of grievances, nowhere to moan. Chang Gusheng saw that Tianqing's eldest disciple was slowly walking to the viewing platform. He was about to spit out the aggrieved anger in his heart, but he stopped his cheap mouth at a glance. Because he found that the eldest disciple at this time not only looked very bad, but also the knife-like face became as pale as paper.

The eldest brother was very upright and resolute. Although the dark hair on his head was simply tied by the head rope, the two strands of hair floating from his forehead could easily be found that it was the two strands of hair that disturbed his original full spirit.

Why is that?

This is the only vicissitudes of Tianqingfeng's great disciple since he entered the sect.

"See your big brother quickly!" Feng Yuanzhi stopped laughing and said to Lin Yi when he saw that the eldest disciple looked so bad.

When Lin Yi heard this, they seemed to feel that the matter was a little serious, and bowed to the eldest brother without pride:

"Brother has met the eldest brother."

How can the eldest brother, who has always been honest, be worshipped by the two best disciples of Tianqingfeng? Therefore, when he raised his hand at a loss, he couldn't help but be in a hurry and looked shocked. It would be particularly interesting for an honest man to show shock, not to mention that his body did not look very good.

Therefore, when the eldest brother was worshipped by Lin Yi, he began to become more ignorant. Now he wants to help them up and say repeatedly:

"I dare not, the two brothers don't need to be polite. Don't break the senior brother."

"Cough."

Before the eldest brother reached out to help the two brothers, he coughed first, and a stream of blood surged up from his throat, and he found that the blood was about to spit out. But the eldest brother knew that he was an honest man, and an honest man would not let his blood splash on the other party. Because this is very disrespectful to honest people.

For this reason, the eldest brother secretly used his cultivation to hold out an internal strength and forcibly resisted the blood from surging out. However, because of his strength, the internal injury was once again confronted by this force of rebellious force, resulting in new injuries and new injuries, and internal injuries became serious injuries.

Under such a serious injury, the big brother's toes suddenly did not listen to the command, and a tall body suddenly fell forward, and the hands that were supposed to help others seemed to have become hands looking for life-saving straw at this moment.

Seeing that the eldest brother's body almost tripped in front of him, Lin Yi and Zili's faces changed, and naturally he could not be indifferent, not to mention that he was his eldest brother.

So, the two took a big step forward at the speed of lightning, stretching out four big hands to hug the eldest brother's body. Although the eldest brother's body was a little shocked, for Zili, the eldest brother's figure was almost the same as his, and he didn't feel anything too heavy.

"Apprentice, what's wrong with you?" Chang Gusheng and Feng Yuanzhi gathered around and asked with concern.

Big brother tried very hard to answer. He tried his best to squeeze his resolute and pale face out a smile. However, he didn't know what he looked like now. Even if he laughed, it would be worse than crying.

So, Feng Yuanzhi stretched out his dead wood-like right hand and held the eldest disciple's right hand and clasped his wrist tightly with three fingers. As the crowd was calm and silent, Feng Yuanzhi's patient face also became cold from the initial meditation.

After a moment, Feng Yuanzhi loosened the right hand of the eldest disciple, and his mood seemed very heavy.

"How's it going?" Chang Gusheng said.

Judging from the pulse reflected on his wrist, there are three reasons. One is that he was injured at this time, and the other is that he was seriously injured at this time. Third, in addition to the serious injury that should have left by Dabi, he also forcibly added an inner strength to his body to stop the blood gushing out of his mouth, thus adding to the injury.

"The child is too honest. If he let his blood gushe out of his body, maybe the situation will not be so bad at this moment. So what should I do now?" Chang Gusheng's fat face has no previous anger, only deep worry, just like a typical image of a teacher who is worried about the injury of his disciples.

"You send him back to the teacher first. After comforting him, let's see if he wants to come to Tianwuhuangtai. I will stay first to watch the last big game between Lin Yi. As you know, the victory or defeat of the two is related to the future of Tianqingfeng.

"Well, that's fine. Then I'll send him back to the mountain first and then come here after a while." Chang Gusheng no longer hesitated and turned his head to tell the other two Qingtianfeng disciples on the observation platform. According to his instructions, the two disciples held one arm of the elder brother and slowly left the observation platform with the seriously injured elder brother.

Four people, two ordinary disciples of Tianqing, one wounded man, and Chang Gu Sheng walked back to Tianqingfeng Gate.

The departure of Chang Gusheng undoubtedly made the observation platform where Tianqingfeng Shimen is located a lot empty. Feng Yuanzhi looked at the distance and didn't know what he was thinking. Of course, he didn't know that his previous eldest disciple had passed the three battles. At this moment, he only cared about the next battle between Lin Yi.

Some people continue to be injured in the square, and all of them are seriously injured. Some spit blood, some were cut by the blade, some were broken bones, and some were knocked unconscious on the spot.

These are all cruel battles, symbolizing the practice world of the jungle, and also fully reflecting the cold side of a sect for thousands of years for inheritance.

There is no discussion and compromise, no sympathy and humanity. If you lose, you will roll, if you win, you will stay, that's all.

Just as it is in full swing, the fierceness of competition has also begun to appear one after another. The more it comes to the final third battle, the cultivation of the disciples will gradually become stronger. For example, people like Lin Yi fight frequently, such as people like Lu Xiaoyu keep killing. Lin Yi watched several duels carefully. He wanted to find an opponent with little difference in strength, compared with the third game.

Why do you want to find an almost the same opponent? First of all, he felt that he could fully know how his cultivation was, and again, he also had the confidence to win so that he would not lose the chain at the last moment.

After careful inspection, Lin Yi took a fancy to three disciples. The first person is Yin Yuefeng's elder brother, the snow-white young man, but Lin Yi thinks that this person is not suitable for his opponent. After all, he defeated Guo Cheng of their division yesterday, and the other party has hatred in his heart.

The second person is a disciple of Shanhaifeng. Lin Yi doesn't know the specific rank among the teachers. Of course, this is not important. Lin Yi never thinks too much about meaningless things. Except that this disciple of Shanhai has the same cultivation as himself, Lin Yi doesn't know much about him.

A dagger is attached to the hand, hidden in the other party's cuff.

The disciples of mountains and seas when using daggers are like magic in the earth era, going in and out, fast and slow. Although it will not kill people, it will never be better if you are stabbed by a short and insidious tip of the blade. The dagger is a sharp weapon, which can catch the fighter off guard and turn the user into an assassin, invisible and elusive.

Not everyone, like Lin Yi, watched the battle for a long time and figured out any means and techniques of the assassin.

And the third person, this is a person who makes Lin Yi full of vigilance, and it is also because Lin Yi feels that this battle will come sooner or later.

Lin Yi moved his vision away from the square, looked at the viewing platform at the positive corner, and found that Lu Xiaoyu on the viewing platform at the positive corner really aimed at himself. The sparks between the two have never stopped, even if they are far apart, but there are several different emotions between their eyebrows.

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There are contempt, contempt, disdain, playfulness, coldness, and full murderous intent.

There is attention, some are serious, some are rigorous, some are put to death, some are also let go, and finally there is a full murderous intention.

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These are two more outstanding disciples. A festival that happened somewhere on a certain day in a certain month of a certain year is the narrow-mindedness caused by such a festival, so someone wants someone to die, and someone wants someone to destroy it for life.

"It's time for a good show." A man far away from Tianwuhuangtai said to himself. He sat quietly on the bed cross-legged. Outside the courtyard was a pink peach blossom forest full of branches, with the fragrance of peach blossoms constantly floating into the house. The man's eyes became calmer and calmer, as if the battle in Wuhuangtai had nothing to do with him that day.

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"Master, the disciple has chosen his opponent and is ready to fight for the third game!" On the square viewing platform, Lu Xiaoyu held his fist like an old man and said respectfully.

"Oh? I don't know who that man is, but let you wait from yesterday to this time. Hearing this, the old man was extremely curious and asked.

"The chief disciple of Tianqingfeng, Lin Yi."

"Lin Yi? Could it be the disciple that old man Feng quarreled about forcibly choosing at the freshman meeting three years ago? The old man said.

"This is the man."

"Why do you have to choose a Tianqing disciple to test? If you do this, won't you let the elders on the main peak laugh as your teacher? If I add another stigma of instigating disciples to bully the weak and fear the hard, how can I gain a foothold in Cang Mingzong? The old man shook his head repeatedly with a smile and replied.

Looking at his own disciple in front of him, the old man can't figure out why he chooses an opponent who is so weaker than himself. Is it true that he is weak and afraid of the strong?

It is by no means. With the old man's understanding of Lu Xiaoyu, he knows that Lu Xiaoyu is a strong young man. He is full of fighting spirit, his own strange bones and spiritual roots, and his cultivation talent is different. He can be said to be a young talent and a rare good seedling of cultivation.

In addition to being a little proud, the old man thought that Lu Xiaoyu was good at everything, but after thinking about it, the old man felt that there was nothing wrong with the young man being proud?

There is no pride. Where do you come from? Look down on the world and cover the sky with one hand.

"Master, my disciple wants to fight him." Lu Xiaoyu did not explain, but still bowed his head and bowed his hand to worship, repeating affirmatively.

Looking at the stubborn disciple, the old man was a little embarrassed to laugh and cry, and then shook his head helplessly and said, "Oh, there is no way to take you as a teacher. Well, since you are determined to fight him, then fight, just until the end. Don't let others see the joke as a teacher.

"Thank you, master, my disciple understands." Lu Xiaoyu retreated with his fist and jumped to the center of the square.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoyu is magnificent, with long hair and handsome. The straight body stood in the middle of the square and immediately attracted countless main peak disciples, among which some non-girl disciples cheered and talked about it.

Lu Xiaoyu looked around casually and found that someone was really not there. Then he calmed down and turned his eyes to the West Corner Observation Platform, because there stood the person he wanted to fight. He looked at one of the two, with an inexplicable smile on the corners of his mouth, and then shouted:

"Lin Yi, how dare you fight with me!!!"

Being invited by the other party to fight in such a broad daylight, the long-brewed war in Lin Yi's heart is finally coming. And this is an inevitable battle. He was beaten psychologically by his opponent before the war, which he couldn't bear.

Retiring is losing his reputation, and playing is equivalent to Longtan Tiger's Cave. Seeing Lin Yi's silence, Zi Li wanted to fight, but Lin Yi, who was silent at this moment, suddenly pulled his sleeve and said to the square:

"If you want to fight, why don't I dare!"

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