Chapter 395 Dissatisfaction?
Only half of the arena is left.
Xu Yang stood with a sword in hand.
Everyone was stunned.
Xu Yang?
Xu Yang actually won?
He is three levels lower than Zhong Quan.
"How can this be?"
"Where is Zhong Quan? Where has Zhong Quan gone?"
Someone shouted subconsciously.
Everyone reacted.
Immediately began to search for Zhong Quan.
Soon everyone found Zhong Quan in the corner of the ruins below.
At this moment, Zhong Quan's state is no longer as high-spirited as before.
The whole person was in a very embarrassed state, especially the horrific wound on his chest.
The flesh and blood are turned out, and the bones and internal organs inside can be seen.
If it hadn't been for Elder Mo's forcible intervention just now to protect him.
At this moment, Zhong Quan is probably dead.
hiss.
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.
So miserable?
A second ago, Quan was clearly arrogant.
How could it fail so miserably?
Several of the disciples who had been defeated by Xu Yang in the previous games had strange expressions at this moment.
They were all a little lucky.
When I competed with Xu Yang earlier.
Fortunately, Xu Yang did not use this trick.
Swish!
Several figures fell from the sky.
"how?"
Several elders asked quickly.
Elder Mo did not answer directly.
Instead, he first sent enough spiritual power to Zhong Quan to protect this kid's heart.
Then he raised his head and looked at a few people.
"I saved my life. I almost..."
Elder Mo raised his head and looked at Xu Yang opposite, with some deep surprise in his eyes.
The palm hidden in the sleeve was placed behind his back without any trace, and the blood was wiped clean.
"This kid, if I hadn't had the means to save my life with that move just now, I would have almost been seriously injured by him."
The spiritual power in Xu Yang's body has long been exhausted at this moment.
He held the black flame knife tightly with his hand and stabbed it on the ring.
Then he barely stood still.
His eyes passed over several elders who looked surprised.
Staring directly at Zhong Quan who was lying on the ground and still vomiting blood.
Although this guy was seriously injured.
But he didn't faint.
So he could hear Xu Yang's words.
"Are you... convinced?"
Zhong Quan seemed to want to say something.
As a result, when he opened his mouth, he coughed violently and began to vomit blood.
Ten seconds passed.
Zhong Quan tried his best to slowly raise his right hand.
Give Xu Yang a thumbs up.
"Clothes!"
Hear this.
Xu Yang nodded.
This guy is quite a man.
No more nonsense.
Turn around and walk off the stage.
Unfortunately, before he even took two steps off the stage, his body began to stagger and he completely lost strength.
A huge feeling of exhaustion suddenly surged throughout his body.
Fortunately, a hand came over to hold Xu Yang's arm.
Turning around, he found it was Lin Xiao.
This guy who has always been serious about his words also gave Xu Yang a rare smile at this moment.
"You are strong."
Xu Yang grinned, as if he wanted to smile.
But the next second.
His whole body shook and he fell completely into a coma.
An elder rushed over immediately.
He took hold of Xu Yang's wrist and examined it carefully.
Finally he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay! I just fell asleep due to exhaustion."
"Take him down to rest first."
Lin Xiao didn't talk nonsense and winked at Bai Lang next to him.
Bailang helped Tang Mo, who was seriously injured.
The four of them left.
"Take Zhong Quan back with you, too. I'll probably have to rest for a while this time."
An elder gave a faint instruction.
Elder Mo quietly exhaled.
He looked at each other and smiled wryly at his companions.
He never expected it.
An ordinary sparring match ended up like this.
Elder Mo took a step forward and announced in a low voice.
"Today's arena challenge, the final winner is Xu Yang."
"Xu Yang will also replace Zhong Quan's position on the Qingyun List, ranking tenth on the Qingyun List."
Wait until a group of disciples disperse with excitement on their faces.
Several elders quickly came over and surrounded Elder Mo.
"how?"
"That kid's knife blow just now... felt completely beyond his level of strength."
"Could it be a heaven-level technique?"
Elder Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Then he held out his injured palm to show others.
"I don't know if it's a heaven-level technique."
"I only know that with the attack power of that kid's sword, there is definitely a chance to seriously injure or even kill a Lingyun realm master."
"Hiss... No wonder the elder and the vice-dean value this boy so much..."
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It was the afternoon of the next day when Xu Yang woke up again.
He got out of bed and stretched his tired limbs.
"Huh? My left arm has recovered?"
Xu Yang was a little surprised.
At the same time, I also noticed that the depleted spiritual power in my body seemed to have been replenished.
"Don't look at it. The great elder sent someone to bring you a fourth-grade healing elixir."
Tang Mo, who was wrapped in bandages at the door, limped in.
Tang Mo was injured too seriously.
Although he took the healing elixir, it was obvious that he could not fully recover in one day.
"The Great Elder sent someone to deliver it?"
Xu Yang asked curiously.
Tang Mo had a look of jealousy on his face: "It's better that your life is better."
"As soon as I went up the mountain, I was appreciated by the old men."
"The fourth-grade healing elixir was given as a gift."
"Do you really know how many merit points an ordinary disciple would need if he wanted to redeem them?"
"It's simply unreasonable."
Xu Yang couldn't laugh or cry.
"Is your injury okay?"
Tang Mo glared: "Of course the skin injury is fine. But my heart is hurt."
"I'm also injured. I haven't seen any old men give me a free pill."
"I still have to spend my merit points to buy it from the alchemist disciples next door."
Speaking of this, Tang Mo was even more annoyed.
"nnd. Those alchemists are really idiots."
"You dare to ask me for fifty merit points for an ordinary second-grade healing elixir."
"Is there any humanity left?"
Xu Yang walked over with a smile and observed Tang Mo's injury.
"It's all external injuries, it doesn't matter."
As he spoke, Xu Yang stretched out his hand and found a bottle in his palm.
"What's this?"
Tang Mo asked doubtfully, subconsciously reaching out to take it.
As a result, I opened the cork and took a whiff, and my whole expression changed instantly.
"This...is this a third-grade elixir?"
Xu Yang smiled and explained: "I'll give it to you. After eating it, your injury will probably be recovered by tomorrow."
Xu Yang got a lot of good things from the Eclipse Moon Hall in Qinling Mountains before.
Among them are elixirs.
Moreover, these elixirs are not very precious to Xu Yang.
Tang Mo snatched it away with excitement on his face.
"A good boy, very loyal."
"It's true, brother, I treat you as a brother."
"But you can't take such a valuable elixir casually."
"My injury is almost healed."
"I'd better keep this elixir and use it next time I'm injured."
Xu Yang couldn't laugh or cry.
"You can eat it if I give it to you."
"Forgot my identity? I can also refine elixirs."
Speaking of this, Tang Mo suddenly cursed again.
"I almost forgot about this."
"Then we have agreed. Next time I ask you for pills, you must give me a fair price."
Xu Yang nodded.
Tang Mo then smiled with satisfaction and swallowed the elixir.
Xu Yang got up and walked around the room for a few steps in boredom.
I have been in the inner hospital for almost two months.
The strength has been improved by one level.
A second knife was also developed.
It is estimated that it will be difficult to improve in the short term.
"Old Tang, I plan to go down the mountain tomorrow."
Tang Mo was slightly startled.
"Going down the mountain? You don't plan to come back?"
This chapter has been completed!
