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Chapter 27 Recuperation

Daoxuan was surprised and happy to see Lu Xueqi actually using her cultivation level in the Yuqing realm to perform the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique.

Immediately, he sighed with some worry: "It's a pity that even though Senior Nephew Xue Qi has performed such incredible magic, his body is trembling and his face is as white as paper. I'm afraid he is unable to do what he wants. After all, he is still too forced."

Sure enough, within a few breaths, Lu Xueqi suddenly shuddered, her originally white face turned red instantly, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "Wow" sound, almost forming a blood mist in front of her.

No one thought that what was supposed to be the simplest and most relaxing competition would turn out like this, with Xiaozhu Peak disciple Lu Xueqi defeating her opponent by using the Supreme Sword Technique of Qingyun Sect, Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Technique.

Although Zhang Xiaofan, the disciple of Dazhu Peak, was defeated, from this moment on, no one in the entire younger generation of Qingyun Sect could look down on him, and no one would think that he was unworthy of the top four of the Seven Meridians.

After all, he is a person who can be defeated by forcing one of the best disciples of the Qingyun Sect to use the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique.

Two days had passed when Qin Zhong woke up from coma, and his physical injuries were almost healed after careful treatment by his master, Taoist Tianyun.

The fifth senior brother Zhao Tang was taking care of Qin Zhong next to him. Seeing that Qin Zhong had woken up, Zhao Tang quickly went to the bed to support Qin Zhong and said, "Junior brother, if there is any discomfort, I will call the master immediately."

Qin Zhong pulled Zhao Tang and smiled: "What are you looking for, Master? I'm already awake, what else can I do?"

He sat up and put himself in a more comfortable position: "Brother, how long have I been unconscious? What was the result of the competition?"

Seeing that Qin Zhong woke up and was concerned about other things first, Zhao Tang knew that Qin Zhong was injured but there was nothing wrong with him.

He turned around, poured himself a glass of water and took a sip, then sat down and said: "Junior brother, you haven't been unconscious for long, only two days, and you just missed the last competition of the Seven Meridians Competition. I want to say

The final champion of the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition was full of twists and turns, twists and turns and bizarre events."

Hearing Zhao Tang's deliberately appetizing tone, he felt that the senior brother was about to start talking about storytelling. Qin Zhong was quite speechless. He coughed and covered his chest with his right hand, with a painful expression on his face: "Ah, senior brother, how old is the junior brother's injury?"

It's relapsed, ah, my whole body hurts now, I can't do it anymore, my brother is going to die, my brother, my only wish now is to know who got the first place, brother, are you not willing to satisfy my only wish?

"

"Junior brother, you are still the best. I'm sorry for you." Zhao Tang was impressed by Qin Zhong's acting skills and gave him a thumbs up.

"Then I'll keep the story short."

"After you passed out that day, Qi Hao also fainted. The magic weapon of Zhang Xiaofan from Dazhu Peak was actually comparable to that of Junior Sister Lu Xueqi's Tianya. In the end, the two of them fought to the death. Yesterday, Junior Sister Lu Xueqi was injured in the battle and Qi Hao was seriously injured.

Senior brother, the two injured people didn't even get a few hits, so senior brother Qi Hao couldn't hold on any longer and gave up."

Hearing this, Qin Dian nodded: "Okay."

This time, the top four people in the Seven Meridians Competition were all seriously injured, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

After Qin Chong woke up, he recuperated for a few days before his body was really well.

Qin Zhong was practicing in the back mountain that day. He saw his master Tianyun and his uncle Feiyun walking slowly not far away and talking about something. When he listened carefully, he heard something about blood refining.

Qin Chong's heart moved, the two of them must be talking about Zhang Xiaofan.

He walked towards the two of them: "I've met Master, I've met Uncle Master."

Qin Zhong bowed to the two of them.

"Lao Liu, if you're not recuperating in your room, what are you doing here in the back mountain?"

Seeing Qin Zhong appear, Tianyun said with a straight face.

"Reporting to Master, my disciple's injuries are almost healed. There is no intention of staying in the room any longer, so I came out for a walk."

He paused for a moment and then said: "The disciple just heard the master and uncle talking about the blood refining method, but where did the demon sect appear? If this is true, the disciple is willing to go and find out."

"No." Taoist Tianyun waved his hand.

He said to Qin Zhong: "It's not a secret that cannot be told, but don't spread it outside after you hear it, so as not to cause trouble to Tian Buyi when he comes to find me at Luoxia Peak."

Qin Zhong cupped his hands and said, "Disciple understands."

"That Tian Buyi's disciple Zhang Xiaofan, who was in the realm of expelling objects, was ranked among the top four in the Seven Meridians Competition and could even resist Lu Xueqi's Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art used by Tianya. At that time, we found it strange. Later, the leader

Senior brother took Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon and found that it was a blood-refined thing."

After taking a few steps forward, Tianyun continued: "The leader hasn't decided how to deal with it yet, so you must not spread the word that Dazhu Fengtian Buyi is the best at protecting our shortcomings. Be careful that he comes to trouble us."

"yes."

Qin Zhongdao: "I just have something to say, I hope Master and Uncle don't blame me. Zhang Xiaofan's whole village was massacred and he was a helpless person. Now Qingyun Sect is his last resort. If one day Qingyun Sect will be without him."

He is too pitiful if he has a place to stay. As for the blood refining method, no one has seen what it is like, so it’s hard to make rash comments based on just hearing legends."

He saluted the two of them again: "Disciple, please retire."


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