"Ximenyu." Immortal Master Lengfeng hurriedly flew to Ximenyu's side to observe Ximenyu's injuries.
"Don't worry, master, I'm fine." Ximenyu stood up, the rags on his body were stained with blood, which was shocking.
"Is everything okay?" Master Lengfeng saw Ximenyu in such a miserable state for the first time, feeling both distressed and shocked.
"Well, they are all skin injuries. Master, I am disappointing you." Ximen Yu had to admit that Gong Shaohong's swordsmanship was very powerful. Even if he combined with the second-level mysterious formation, he could not withstand his attack.
"I don't think so. You are using a self-created formation, and your mental spells are one level lower than his. Moreover, you are at a disadvantage in terms of realm. You can still make him suffer the backlash of sword skills and vomit blood, so I think you win.
The loss is uncertain. Let’s go and see how injured your opponent is.”
"Brother Wu Tong, how is your disciple?"
"Humph, if you don't worry about it, you should pay more attention to your apprentice." Immortal Master Wu Tong said depressedly. He originally thought that Gong Shaohong had cultivated to the eighth level of spiritual magic, which would be enough to defeat Ximen Yu, but he didn't expect that this battle would be far worse than his own.
It was as easy as imagined. Although Gong Shaohong knocked Ximen Yu away with difficulty, he also suffered a huge backlash. Crucially, he even spit out blood. In this way, the fact of internal injuries was exposed.
"Haha, let's see... what is the outcome of this decisive battle?" Immortal Master Lengfeng said with a smile. He did not take Immortal Wu Tong's sarcastic words to heart. After all, if you think about it from his perspective, it is understandable. He is as powerful as a swordsmanship sect, but
The most powerful disciple was defeated by a weak sect like the Spiritual Arts Sect.
"Needless to say, of course my disciple Gong Shaohong won. Although he suffered a little internal injury, your disciple was knocked back dozens of meters, so the outcome can be determined." Immortal Master Wu Tong said with an undoubted expression.
said in a tone of voice.
"Well, your disciple has vomited more than a big bowl of blood. I'm afraid that the energy and blood in the meridians have been disordered for a long time. My disciple only has some superficial injuries. Although he doesn't look good, he still has the ability to fight again.
." Immortal Master Lengfeng argued vigorously.
"You." Immortal Master Wu Tong's face turned red with anger, but he couldn't think of how to refute.
"Brother Wu Tong, please be patient. If you don't agree, let them compete again." Immortal Master Lengfeng suggested.
"Come just come."
"Master, I lost. My disciple's meridians, qi and blood are indeed disordered, and he can no longer display the supreme sword-in-one technique for a while." Gong Shaohong said in a deep voice, seeing that Ximen Yu's gait and expression were not obvious now.
changes, so he still has strong fighting power, but he can no longer wield the sword freely in a short period of time.
"No, you won. I was knocked away and fell down. But you are still standing there. If we were in the ring, the victory or defeat would be indisputable." Ximen Yu said truthfully.
"No, I'm afraid you haven't exerted your full strength in the formation just now. No matter what, I am convinced that I lost." Gong Shaohong has already heard of Ximen Yu's name. His formations are very good, and he can do consecutive formations.
Magical Immortal Master Xia Yan lamented that he was inferior, and Ruan Chenxi also wanted to learn from Ximen Yu again and again, so how could he be so easily crushed by his own swordsmanship.
"Haha, Brother Wu Tong, we care so much about our disciples' victory or defeat, but they themselves are so humble. So, I'm really ashamed." Immortal Master Lengfeng said awkwardly. In this regard, both he and Brother Wu Tong did far worse.
His own disciple.
"Oh, that's all. Now that Shaohong has said it, your disciples haven't shown their true strength yet. In comparison...Oh, it's true that you won." Immortal Master Wu Tong was a little hard to speak, but his disciples were all
If you think you are inferior to others in terms of skills, if you continue to insist on your own opinion, it will make you look like you cannot afford to lose.
"No, no, according to the rules of the competition, Ximenyu has been knocked out of the ring. It is indeed him who lost." Master Lengfeng said, although he was also confused as to why Ximenyu only used his own formation.
"Okay, let's not argue anymore, let's count it as a tie this time." Immortal Master Wu Tong said with the final word.
"That's very good. If you're disturbing me, I'll take the first step."
"Well, see you later." Immortal Master Wu Tong nodded and said with cupped hands.
"Wait a minute, Ximenyu, I have a few more questions to ask you."
"Ask." Ximenyu responded, but he already had some idea of what he was going to ask.
"Take a step to speak."
"good."
"Ximenyu, um... what happened to you later?"
"Nothing."
"What is nothing?"
"Ruan Chenxi has already gone to Wuming Palace. Of course, due to some special reasons, she hasn't learned my formation yet." Ximen Yu spoke truthfully. Although Gong Shaohong was extremely cold and arrogant at first, Ximen Yu found that he was quite cool after getting in touch with her.
A man with a big heart can still be regarded as an upright man. It's just that he is trapped by love and can't extricate himself.
"Oh, that's okay, thank you."
"You're welcome, farewell."
"Farewell."
Ximenyu left the training ground of the Swordsmanship Sect. Of course, the competition did not cause much of a sensation. After all, it was only between the two sects.
"Ximen Yu, have you not fully used your formation just now? As Brother Xia Yan commented, your formation has reached at least the eighth level. With the help of spiritual magic, it is not difficult to defeat Mr. Gong.
Red." Master Lengfeng asked.
"To be honest, Master, my disciple did use a self-created formation just now. His current strength is almost at the seventh level. As for the general formation, unless it is a life or death situation, I have never dared to use it at will, because
This is related to my life and death, which means that as long as I expose my formation strength too much, I will be easily sensed by enemies with unparalleled formation skills, and my life will be in danger." Ximenyu explained.
"Oh, that's it, but I'm very satisfied with your performance just now. Haha, there's still half a month left before the quarterly assessment. What are your plans?"
"My disciple plans to study the formation more carefully. I don't want to be as embarrassed as today during the next assessment."
"Well, I won't bother you as a teacher. Come on."
"Thank you, Master."
In this way, Ximenyu once again devoted himself to the practice of mysterious formations. He was so mesmerized that half a month passed. Ximenyu felt that his formations still did not reach the level of mystery that makes people feel happy.
Feeling, that is to say, although Ximenyu has practiced day and night in the past half month, there has been no obvious results and he is still in the second-level mysterious state, which makes Ximenyu extremely depressed.
"How can I improve my formation level? The first-level mysterious formation was discovered under the cruel reality when I was in the water world, and the second-level mysterious formation was discovered when the life of Prince Pingyang hung on the line.
It was only then that we were able to break through, but now such an opportunity is difficult to come by again, so how can we break through with the formation?" Ximen Yu fell into deep thought.