As Chen Haoran suddenly fell to the ground, an uproar suddenly broke out in the audience.
Tang Feng didn't hesitate when he saw this. He swooped over to the ring to support him, and at the same time reached out his hand to carefully check Chen Haoran's pulse.
This investigation almost shocked Tang Feng, and his expression changed. He really didn't expect that this guy would fight so hard for the Tang Sect.
At this moment, Chen Haoran's pulse was disordered, and his tendons had been partially damaged. What's more terrible, his true energy was showing signs of collapse.
If this situation continues, it will soon lead to two results. One is that one will lose his strength and become a useless person. The other is that even if one can retain one's true energy, one will also fall into an obsession.
"Brother Tang, how is his condition?" The White Dragon Envoy followed and rushed onto the ring, followed by three elders from the Tang Sect.
"The situation is not good, I will stabilize his injury right now, and you guys will protect him for me!" Tang Feng said, immediately put Chen Haoran down, and sat down cross-legged at the same time.
In fact, even if the White Dragon Envoy and others are not watching, no one would dare to act rashly at this time. After all, Chen Haoran is the young sect leader of the Tang Sect, and there is Zulong in front of him.
Tang Feng did not hesitate and immediately reached out to touch several large acupuncture points on Chen Haoran's body. However, even so, he still could not calm down his collapsed and restless true energy.
Frowning slightly, Tang Feng pressed his palm on the opponent's dantian. As his eyebrows moved, a trace of divine fire immediately poured into the opponent's body through his palm.
When he had not yet mastered the art of Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms, and had not mastered the three thousand divine fires yet, Tang Feng simply did not dare to penetrate the divine fire into the opponent's body.
After all, three thousand divine fires are no trivial matter. A slight mistake can seriously injure someone. However, now that he has mastered this divine fire, he doesn't have to worry about any accidents.
After all, Chen Haoran is only in the first-level Martial Lord realm. Although his soul power is stronger than ordinary people and his ability to control flying knives is strong, his amount of true energy is not very large.
A trace of divine fire poured in and immediately formed a prison of fire, trapping the scattered and escaping true energy, making it impossible to escape and become restless.
However, under Tang Feng's conscious inducement and coercion, Chen Haoran, who had been restless and dispersed his true energy bit by bit, was forced back into his Dantian again.
At this point, Chen Haoran's injury was initially stable, and Tang Feng was able to withdraw the three thousand divine fires.
However, after thinking about it, Tang Feng instead increased the intensity of the input of Three Thousand Divine Fires. With the experience of helping Lord Shadow Dragon to treat last time, it can be said that he is familiar with it this time.
Under the scorching refinement of three thousand divine fires, Chen Haoran's dantian true essence was continuously refined, and traces of impurities were differentiated.
On the surface, it seems that the quantity of his true energy has decreased, but in fact the quality of his true energy has been strengthened. In other words, Chen Haoran's combat effectiveness has been improved.
After all this last night, Tang Feng took back the three thousand divine fires, then opened his eyes and exhaled for a long time.
Seeing this, the White Dragon Envoy quickly asked: "Brother Long Ci, how is my cousin's injury?"
The other three elders also asked with concern: "Is the young sect leader's injury stable?"
Seeing the eager expressions on the faces of these four people, Tang Feng felt relieved. Of course, this was for Chen Haoran. He could see that whether it was the White Dragon Envoy or these elders, their concern for Chen Haoran came from the bottom of their hearts.
, not just pretending.
Tang Feng waved his hands slightly and said: "The injury has been temporarily stabilized, but his muscles and veins have suffered backlash and further treatment is needed."
The White Dragon Envoy couldn't help but secretly cursed: "This stupid guy is really desperate for his life. He has not reached the realm. If he forcibly uses that forbidden technique, he will inevitably suffer backlash."
The three elders said in succession: "Fortunately, Young Hero Dragon Thorn is here this time, otherwise the life of the young sect master may not be possible."
Tang Feng waved his hand to signal them not to continue talking. After all, he knew Chen Haoran and knew that if it were him in that state at that time, he would probably do the same thing.
"You guys help him back first. His injury is not serious and he can no longer participate in the Huashan sword debate. Tonight, I will go over to treat his tendon problems." Tang Feng waved his hand.
"Yes, we have Young Hero Dragon Thorn!" The three elders held up their hands, carefully helped Chen Haoran up, and then exited the ring. Tang Feng nodded and followed suit.
At this time, Lu Zhanpeng came forward from the edge, waved his hand to signal the audience to be quiet, and then said loudly: "I just learned the news from the Tang Sect. Although Tang Haoran, the young master of the Tang Sect, won the competition, he was still injured.
It’s not a big deal, I have given up on the next competition.”
"The competition continues, everyone can continue to challenge freely!"
As Lu Zhanpeng's words fell, the flying dragon warrior who was standing as still as a rock suddenly moved and stepped forward step by step. As he walked, his eyes were still staring at Tang Feng.
Seeing his appearance, people around him would not know what he was going to do next.
Tang Feng naturally understood and frowned subconsciously, but didn't say anything.
But at this moment, Xu Yao, who had been silent all the time, suddenly rushed forward and said with cupped hands: "The Flying Dragon Envoy of the Suwen Dragon Group is a proud figure of our time. I, Xu Yao, am not very talented, so I came here to ask for advice!"
His actions immediately shocked everyone, even the Flying Dragon Envoy and Tang Feng.
The dragon warrior frowned and said coldly: "You want to challenge me?"
Xu Yao looked at him and smiled: "Not bad."
The flying dragon wielder held the knife tightly and said with a solemn face: "You are no match for me, so please don't waste my time."
Xu Yao laughed and said: "I know that I am no match for you, but as the saying goes, you can make friends with force, I believe you will not even refuse to give me this opportunity."
The Flying Dragon Envoy still frowned tightly, holding the Full Moon Demon Sword tightly. After pondering for a while, he suddenly said: "Okay, in that case, I will join you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly turned over and he was on the ring in the blink of an eye.
Xu Yao held the long sword and wanted to follow him.
Tang Feng couldn't help but said: "You guy, it's not good for you to choose anyone, why did you choose him?"
In fact, even though he asked this question, Tang Feng knew very well in his heart that Xu Yao's move was clearly to help him test the strength of the Flying Dragon Envoy.
After hearing this, Xu Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother, you know me. I don't like the excitement. Besides, I'm not famous. No one has challenged me for so long. This is simply boring."
At this point, he shrugged and said, "Rather than wait like this, it's better to end it as soon as possible. Brother, you know that I have no interest in martial arts champions."
Tang Feng nodded indifferently. It must be said that among the brothers, Xu Yao was the most carefree and indifferent. He was carefree and unrestrained. In a certain sense, this kind of personality was also the most suitable for cultivation.
"In short, be careful in everything!" Tang Feng thought for a while and said.
"Don't worry, brother, at worst, I will just admit defeat!" Xu Yao smiled, turned over and rushed onto the ring.
