Many people themselves did not realize that their mentality had undergone some changes due to Lu Feng's influence.
At least, Lu Feng told them a truth.
They are people!
Living people, people with feelings.
Rather than a cold machine that only knows how to improve strength.
In addition, during the intermission, the practices of the two sects were compared, and everyone sighed in their hearts.
In Lu Feng's sect, those disciples who were still injured did not care about him and immediately helped the more seriously injured disciples to the audience.
Those disciples who were unable to stand up would follow Lu Feng's example and take off their sect clothes and coats, and place them on the stone floor for the seriously injured disciples to rest on.
In this way, it will be more or less comfortable.
These things are indeed trivial things.
But it is such small things that touch the hearts of those around me.
The sect that Lu Feng belongs to is not strong enough, and they cannot beat the Taekwondo sect.
But their approach of never abandoning or giving up, supporting each other, and advancing and retreating side by side deeply moved everyone present.
At least, this is a group of people with love and justice and flesh and blood.
On the other hand, in the Taekwondo sect, every disciple only cares about himself. Even their sect leader Lu Cheng is indifferent to the disciples in the sect.
They had rested for ten minutes before they remembered that there was another disciple hanging on the iron railing.
There is a steelyard in everyone's heart.
This stark contrast caused many warriors to make judgments in their hearts.
"Look at how Lu Yu and the others are applying medicine to heal each other's wounds, supporting each other and cuddling."
"To be honest, I'm actually a little envious."
A middle-aged man, about forty years old, sighed and said.
He has been practicing martial arts for many years and has been in the martial arts circle for at least ten years.
But I have never seen any sect, like Lu Feng and others, support each other and move forward hand in hand.
"To be honest, I'm envious too."
"It is said that warriors must fight. This is indeed true."
"However, it is difficult to support a single tree. What is the meaning of the sect's existence?"
"If they are all fighting on their own, then why do we need to establish a sect?"
Some people are pensive, some are puzzled, and some have heartfelt respect for Lu Feng and others.
All in all, the tens of thousands of warriors present, including those on the ninth level, were all deeply affected by the actions of Lu Feng and others.
…
Use this time.
Behind the high platform, in a small house.
The middle-aged man who was responsible for supervising the duel process was sitting on a wooden chair, closing his eyes and concentrating.
"Sect Master, everyone is saying outside..."
"You are deliberately helping Lu Yu and the others."
A young disciple reported in a low voice.
"Um."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his expression unchanged at all.
Since he has done this kind of thing, he will definitely think of the impact it will have after doing it.
But, so what?
"Sect Master, they won't mess around, right?"
The young man was a little worried and asked softly.
"When will they be qualified to get on this high platform and sit in my position?"
"No matter how worried you are, it's never too late."
The middle-aged man's words were spoken in a very calm tone, but the strong self-confidence contained in them made the young man speechless.
But come to think of it.
Although this high platform is just a simple high platform.
However, the meaning it represents is extremely extraordinary.
At least, not just anyone who wants to come up is qualified.
"Sect Master, what do you mean, are you really helping that Lu Yu on purpose?"
The young man paused for a few seconds, and then asked with some confusion.
The middle-aged man's originally closed eyes slowly opened.
"Don't say look at all places, even our circle of warriors."
"How many warriors are there?"
"But, how many are there who are really good seedlings?"
When the middle-aged man asked this question, the young man was slightly stunned.
"It's really not easy for a good seedling to appear."
"You may not know how important a good young talent is to the martial arts circle!"
The tone of the middle-aged man was filled with emotion and a hint of helplessness.
The young man's eyes widened, of course he didn't know.
But, can the middle-aged man save Lu Feng by doing this?
"Sect Master, what can Lu Yu and the others do in half an hour?"
"I just took a look. There are at least hundreds of disciples in the Taekwondo Sect who are capable of fighting."
"As for Lu Yu's sect, they can only bring out less than fifty people at most."
"Also, Lu Cheng, the leader of the Taekwon sect, has not taken action yet."
"I'm afraid, Lu Yu and the others will definitely be defeated."
After the young man finished speaking, the middle-aged man also fell into silence.
Of course he can think of these things.
"You are right."
"But, my power only goes so far."
The middle-aged and young man sighed softly. The most he could do was take the initiative to say something about intermission.
He couldn't decide anything else.
After all, the rules of the martial arts circle are more important than anything else.
No one can violate the rules easily.
He asked for an intermission, which was harmless enough.
But if I do it too much, I'm afraid I will be sanctioned.
Therefore, he can be considered as having tried his best.