On the white light disk, Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian both looked livid with anger and couldn't help but curse.
"This bastard, Tianxin Martial Saint, is really despicable and hypocritical!"
"He suddenly burst out with a unique move and almost destroyed the body of the Holy Emperor White Frost, and he dared to make sarcastic remarks afterwards!"
Not far away, Yuan Chong, Qingshan Martial Saint and others suddenly looked sideways at Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian.
"What are you two talking about? How can you slander Tianxin Martial Saint like this?"
"In a fight in the ring, swords have no eyes. Life and death are commonplace, not to mention injuries?"
"Martial Saint Baishuang was severely injured and gave up. It was only because she was not as skilled as others. How could she be as resentful to others as you are?"
"His Royal Highness Yuan Chong is right. If everyone is as greedy for life and afraid of death as you are, why should we participate in a martial arts competition?"
"Haha, you should feel lucky that Tianxin Martial Saint has shown mercy.
If not, the body of the Holy Emperor White Frost would have been destroyed on the spot!
You don't thank Tianxin Martial Saint, but you still slander and slander him, you are really ignorant!"
Yuan Chong, Qingshan Martial Saint and others all had a sanctimonious attitude, but they were sneering in their hearts.
Several other young martial saints from the Tianjue Divine Kingdom, although they did not speak, had expressions of gloating on their misfortunes.
Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian were immediately angry and wanted to argue with Yuan Chong and others.
At this time, Ji Tianxing waved his hand and said expressionlessly: "Mingqi, Changtian, there is no need to say more!"
Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian could only remain silent and sent messages to him one after another asking: "Master Ji, they are so bullying! How can there be such shameless bastards?"
"Seeing how they are gloating about their misfortune, I wish I could beat them up!"
Ji Tianxing said with a cold expression: "Remember what they just said, I will make them swallow it all back soon!
I will inflict ten times the damage suffered by Bai Shuang on them!"
His tone was cold and majestic, containing an unquestionable flavor.
Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian were suddenly shocked, and their eyes were filled with hope.
"Okay! Mr. Yuki, we can rest assured with your words!"
"They deliberately insulted the Holy Emperor White Frost, and they will definitely bully us later.
However, Mr. Yuki, we have nothing to fear when you are here!"
Soon, Lu Baishuang returned to the white light disk.
Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian quickly helped her and returned to Ji Tianxing's side.
She was severely injured, her breath was very weak, her beautiful face was stained with blood, and her lips were as pale as paper.
She raised her head and glanced at Ji Tianxing, and said in a hoarse voice: "After all... I still... let you down."
Ji Tianxing shook his head and comforted: "No, don't think too much, I will help you heal first."
After saying that, he put his palms together and activated his magic power, releasing a rich green light and pouring it into Lu Baishuang's body.
The green light traveled throughout her body and quickly repaired her wounds, broken bone marrow and meridians.
The wounds all over her body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian looked relieved and quite shocked.
Ji Tianxing had no time to think about anything else, he concentrated on practicing his martial arts and chatting with Lu Baishuang.
After half an hour of treatment, Lu Baishuang's injuries were completely repaired. She seemed to be in good health and had some energy.
But she has only recovered 60-70% of her strength, and it will take several years for her to recover.
She looked at Ji Tianxing with complicated eyes, and said with some guilt: "You are about to go on stage to challenge, you shouldn't help me heal my wounds at this time, wasting mana in vain.
I didn’t want to drag you down, but I caused you trouble again!”
Ji Tianxing showed a smile, shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, spending a little mana will not affect my beating up those bastards!"
"That's good." Lu Baishuang was relieved, and the guilt in her heart was relieved a lot.
The two of them stopped talking and looked into the void ahead.
In the past half hour, four more pairs of martial saints had come on stage to compete, including Taihao Yunqi and Mu Changtian.
Taihao Yunqi has held the Holy Assembly for three consecutive times and has firmly occupied the second place, second only to Yuan Chong in strength.
His opponent was a low-level Martial Saint with only the third level of Martial Saint realm.
The two fought for more than a hundred moves, and Taihao Yunqi defeated the other party and won easily.
As for Mu Changtian, his opponents are equal in strength to him.
The two fought for a quarter of an hour before the winner was determined. Mu Changtian was seriously injured and barely won.
At this time, the two martial saints fighting in the void were none other than Yuan Chong and Rufeng martial saint.
Yuan Chong is recognized as the number one martial saint. He is powerful and surpasses his contemporaries.
Rufeng Martial Saint only has the strength of the fourth level of Martial Saint Realm, and there is no way he can defeat Yuan Chong.
But he is still a strong martial artist, so there is absolutely no way he will surrender without a fight.
Even if it was for the sake of dignity and going through the motions, he still had to fight Yuan Chong a few times.
The two sides only exchanged three moves. Yuan Chong stood in the void without moving a step, and then flew back Rufeng Wu Sheng, who was vomiting blood.
Rufeng Wu Sheng admitted defeat very wisely and complimented Yuan Chong a few words.
Yuan Chong looked uninterested and turned around and left with an arrogant expression.
Next, it was Ji Tianxing's turn to face Wu Sheng Lu Que.
Ji Tianxing walked out of the crowd with an indifferent expression and walked towards the light door in the middle of the disk first.
Martial Saint Lu Que is a young man as thin as a bamboo pole with a thin face and a rather sinister aura.
Moreover, he is a martial saint from Tianjue Divine Kingdom and once served under Yuan Zhen.
He glanced at Ji Tianxing's back, raised a sneer on his lips, and was about to walk out of the crowd.
At this time, Yuan Chong on the side suddenly sent a message and said to him: "Lu Que, remember what I told you, and you must make him pay the price!"
Lu Que paused for a moment and replied without looking back: "Your Highness, please rest assured that although I am not his opponent, I will not let him win easily.
With those two trump cards in hand, even if I lose, I will make him suffer heavy losses!"
Yuan Chong didn't say much and nodded to him.
Lu Que no longer hesitated, his figure flashed into the light door and appeared in the void.
He and Ji Tianxing were ten miles away, standing facing each other in the void.
Neither of them saluted or even exchanged basic greetings.
In fact, Ji Tianxing just glanced at him and showed no interest in talking.
Lu Que was not angry, and said with a sneer: "Ji Tianxing! I have long heard that you are arrogant and arrogant, and I have seen it in the past few days.
I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to fight with you.
Haha, I would like to see how capable you are, how dare you boast that you are the number one genius in the human race?"
Ji Tianxing glanced at him indifferently and said solemnly: "The clown."
"Hmph, arrogant!" Lu Que snorted coldly, and immediately took out a golden sword and began to use his unique swordsmanship.
But at this moment, Ji Tianxing snapped his fingers.
"call out!"
A hundred-foot-long star sword suddenly appeared in the void and appeared in front of Lu Que out of thin air.
His eyes immediately widened with a look of horror on his face.
Before he could react, the giant sword of stars hit him head-on.