Chapter 46: War Again

Chen Rufeng felt that his tongue was dry and he couldn't speak. He could only move his two lips and looked at them with a little hope.

Regardless of the fact that the ring was full of people from all walks of life in the world, Chen Rufeng, the leader of the Tianfeng Gang, was blurred in tears at this time and bowed his head to the two of them wholeheartedly, "Please."

Han Ling sat down silently cross-legged. Chen Rufeng took a lot of effort to let go of her heart and stabilize her in a sitting posture. Han Ling began to condense the true spirit behind her, and her palms were illusory, and the true air like white fog was born between her palms.

Jun Mo looked at Chen Rufeng with a smile and hesitated. Just now, he opened his mouth and said that there was a way to cure Pei Xinqing. Now he saw that Han Ling also had a way to help. After thinking about it, he finally walked to Chen Rufeng and handed out an elixir wrapped in white cloth.

"This is a 'poison-breaking pill'. Originally, my inner power and heart method of the Red Devil Altar is the nemesis of all kinds of poisons. This pill is based on the inner heart method of the Red Devil Altar. It is specially designed for those disciples with slightly inferior skills to fight against all kinds of complicated poisons." Chen Rufeng took the elixir and was skeptical. But at this point, I have to believe that the effect of this pill is like a god. He opened Percy's mouth, fed her this "poison-breaking pill", and looked at her closed eyes with fear, and her heart was like a knife.

"I will try to get rid of the poison in her body with a strange method of forcing power, but don't put too much hope on her." Han Ling stated in advance that the two palms were already shining.

Chen Rufeng's mind that Han Ling is known as a "wu wizard". With his unique martial arts and profound internal strength, he must be able to get a glimmer of vitality for Pei Xinqing. Ben was full of confidence in Han Ling, but when he heard Han Ling's words, his hope of recovering was suppressed again.

But he firmly believed that with the power of Han Ling, he would be able to pull Pei Xinqing back from under the eyes of the king of the day, and immediately hoped to rekindle it. I don't know that this is just his idea of self-deception. In fact, Han Ling only has a one-hundred chance to save Bai Xinqing, and the "poison-breaking pills" provided by Jun Moxiao also increased this opportunity to about half.

Without further ado, Han Ling quickly began to work hard.

I saw the scene on the ring. Although I didn't know the cause and effect, I saw that my heart was clear and my face was blue and my lips were white. I was also solemn for a moment, afraid that it would disturb Han Ling.

Han Ling closed his eyes and focused on transportation. His palms first pushed his back to Vip Xinqing's back and pressed it hard. His beautiful body stood up, and gradually sweat slipped down her beautiful neck, and her originally pale and colorless face became a little rosy.

Chen Rufeng and the two elders of the Perak family were overjoyed to see that their faces were getting better. Chen Rufeng felt a tight heart and slightly relieved.

Han Ling's palms were closed again, and then the magic method turned into various floating shapes. Once again, the palms of her hands patted on her back. Her face turned from red to blue, and there was a faint green atmosphere covering her pretty face, with a few dark colors, showing pain and white lips.

Chen Rufeng's face became pale when he saw that his face became pale, and his heart was extremely flustered, and he could not say anything to interfere with Han Ling's luck. Han Ling also felt a sudden change and took his palm in time. Even though his internal strength was deep, he couldn't help sweating on his face, which showed the power of the poison stationed in Pei Xinqing's body.

The palm wind changed several times between Han Ling's hands, and the two palms were patted on the back of Pei Xinqing one after another. The black and blue face of Pei Xinqing eased, but it was as white as paper.

Chen Rufeng, who looked aside, was extremely anxious and didn't blink his eyelids. He only saw that the color of Pei Xinqing's face changed from white to red, from red to green, and finally returned to pale.

Han Ling's palm kept changing his method and gritting his teeth, which was obviously the critical time.

The speed of the palm shadow is extremely high, and the true spirit lingers into the back of Pei Xinqing.

A strange situation suddenly appeared: sweat kept coming out on his cheeks, and every drop was dark green, which immediately scared everyone. Fortunately, her face turned peaceful and she was no longer as pale as before, and the stone hanging on everyone's hearts was put down.

After the operation, Han Ling took a deep breath and lowered his hands, revealing a state of exhaustion rarely. The two elders of the Perak family hurried over and respectfully helped him up. Chen Rufeng rushed to Pei Xinqing's side and noticed that her breath had got rid of its weak state and become as normal as before. For a moment, he was revelled and stroked her hair in front of her forehead with a happy face.

"Let me... diagnose her pulse." Han Ling thanked the two people for showing the dragon and guarding Yang, regardless of their fatigue and had to go to diagnose the pulse of the heart. Chen Rufeng looked at him gratefully, and Han Ling just responded with a smile.

"Thank you." Chen Rufeng did not forget to thank Jun Moxiao. Jun Moxiao just bowed modestly and did not take credit.

"I'm just doing my best. You have to thank Han Hermit."

"Of course." Chen Rufeng sincerely thanked Han Ling thousands of times in his heart. Han Ling half knelt down and leaned out his hand to take the pulse for Percy.

"The breath has stabilized a lot..." Han Ling is not only skilled in martial arts, good piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and more knowledgeable pathology, but also a rare talent in the world today.

After being diagnosed for a while, Han Ling frowned, and there was a flash of expression that he wanted to say and stop, and no one could feel it.

"...After more rest, it should be fine." Han Ling finally concluded that he stood up and saw Chen Rufeng's expression and knew that he wanted to say thousands of words of gratitude. He stretched out his hand to stop, "Let me help you send her to the inn. The battle just now also depleted her physical strength and she couldn't wake up for a moment. The matter here is still left to you to deal with."

Chen Rufeng saw that Han Ling was speechless and even asked him to give up his life to repay him. He also had no complaints.

The two elders of the Perak family and Han Ling took Pei Xinqing back to the inn together. Chen Rufeng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, reorganized his face, and looked at the people under the stage with a solemn look.

Everyone has doubts, waiting for Chen Rufeng to explain to them.

The fierce battle with Wen Taihe just now still has to be explained to everyone. Wen Taihe's body has long been taken away by Hu Jiuwei, but the mess on the ring is still there. He didn't expect that holding a Qingshi Martial Arts Hall would make such a disturbance. It was indeed unexpected and had nothing to do with him personally.

Chen Rufeng cleared his throat, settled his mind, and said loudly, "Guys, I'm deeply sorry for involving you because of some of my personal grudges."

"The man wearing a mask named 'Zeng Fan' who just appeared on the stage is the eldest disciple of the Scorpion Gang. In order to revenge, he secretly 'sleep poisoned' you and wanted to compete with me one-on-one. He was seriously injured and died after the game, but this is by no means what I want..." Chen Rufeng's words could only go to this point. After all, he shook his head and sighed.

If it hadn't been for Wen Taihe's persistence in hatred, how could he fall into such a field?

Or more generally, Zhu Liuer and Yu Tufang are not trying to revenge on Chen Rufeng, so they don't have to test poison and sacrifice their lives to help Wen Taihe promote the "poison king".

Is the word "feud" really worth not even killing?

"Now I announce," Chen Rufeng swept away the wild thoughts in his heart, raised his head, and his eyes fell on Ze Yu's face. "The leader of this Qingshi Martial Arts Hall is Qianjianmen, Zeyu!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was first surprised, and then applauded and congratulated Ze Yu.

Wen Taihe defeated Percyinqing, but died after fighting with Chen Rufeng, so Zeyu had no opponent and naturally became the first in the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall.

But when Chen Rufeng also applauded and congratulated Zeyu, Zeyu's face was not happy, but with a little hesitation.

"Everyone, please listen to me." Zeyu's voice spread the sound throughout the martial arts hall, and everyone immediately put away the sound and listened to what Zeyu said.

"In this way, it's too much of a joke for me to become the champion of the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall. After all, the 'Zeng Fan' was defeated by Master Chen, and he should have played the last game with me. As soon as Zeyu's words came out, it attracted one after another discussion in the field. Some people agreed and some shook their heads against it.

Chen Rufeng frowned and said, "But as the organizer of the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall, according to the rules, I can't participate in the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall."

Zeyu pondered for a moment and said, "The rules are like this, but it can't be so easy for me to get such a big title, right? Otherwise, you and I will have a competition. If I win, I will naturally deserve it. But if you win, you will follow the rules and give me the false title of the winner, but in fact, you are the first in the real Qingshi Martial Arts Hall, and everyone present today can witness it.

Hearing Zeyu's words, Chen Rufeng couldn't help but feel a little moved. Originally, he was eager to participate in the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall, but he was distressed by the rules and had to give up this idea and be a good organizer. Now that he has this opportunity, he is naturally eager to try. He still yearns for the battle with Zeyu that day.

Zeyu's idea coincided with him, and he also shared his love with Chen Rufeng at Qianjianmen that day. The rarest opponent in life, not to mention that Chen Rufeng is comparable to himself. On that day, he was almost defeated, but Chen Rufeng was poisoned, and in the end, the victory or defeat was still undecided.

Today, it is the best opportunity to win or lose in the ring of the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall.

Although Chen Rufeng agreed in his heart, he still had to ask for the people present, so he said, "What do you think of what Mr. Ze said?"

Ling Xiaoyu and Ding Yu took the lead in agreeing, and the others naturally agreed and nodded. Anyway, one more competition will only satisfy their eyes and will be harmless.

Seeing that everyone had no opinion, Chen Rufeng picked up the angry sword and said to Ze Yu with a smile, "Well, let's make a comparison."

Ze Yu bent his mouth slightly and jumped into the ring.

After the sword test that day, the two met again, and their skills were much more exquisite than that day. In particular, Zeyu learned a new style from the mountain and river swordsmanship. Although the swordsmanship is slightly inferior to Chen Rufeng on that day, once today's competition, the victory or defeat may not be the same as that day.

The two looked at each other and smiled indifferently.

However, no one noticed that four people under the ring quietly left the martial arts hall, which were the disciples sent by the Dou Ri School, Kunpengmen, the Shadow Pavilion and Bi Xuexuan.