jdhmnovel 312 Master, I am offended 1
312 Master, I am offended 1
The next day, as the sun rose from the top of the mountain, the training ground became bustling with activity. Everyone was discussing Mo Yun's challenge to the only disciple of Fuyao Immortal Venerable yesterday.
It wasn't until the real owner came that he calmed down, but his eyes kept falling on Mo Yun and Ruan Junhuai who had just separated from Nanfeng.
It seems that today's battle is inevitable. If he gets hurt, the master will inevitably be angry again. He also has to coax the master. Ruan Junhuai sighed.
In the eyes of others, Ruan Junhuai's sigh was because he was worried that his cultivation level was not as good as Mo Yun, and he was worried that he would lose the face of Fuyao Xianzun.
After all, one is the number one disciple in Donglu, and the other is just an outer disciple who has not yet received instruction. If Ruan Junhuai loses, he will not only lose the game, but also the face of Nanfeng.
As expected, the two of them didn't know if it was fate or God's trick, but the two who advanced to the next 20 were drawn together in the first round.
Qionglin leaned forward and looked at the two people who had already come on stage with interest. "How about a bet, Junior Brother?"
"The sect prohibits private gambling," Nanfeng said calmly, looking at the two people below.
"Don't be so stubborn. Why don't you listen to the conditions first?" Qionglin said, and seeing Nanfeng was silent, he must have agreed.
"If I win, you will release Xiao Shifang. If I lose, I will agree to help you with that matter." The matter that Qionglin was talking about was the matter of Nanfeng's clone entering the secret realm.
"This is outrageous! This elder is not dead yet!" The great elder sitting next to him could no longer bear it.
Did they really think he was just a figurehead, secretly making a bet in his ear under the guise of a high-sounding authority?!
And he tried to corrupt their sect's proud son?!
"After coming out of Qionglin Secret Realm, come to the Law Enforcement Hall." The elder glared at Qionglin.
Qiong Lin's eyes widened as if the sky was falling. He had to listen to the Great Elder rambling on about the sect rules again. It was really a disaster for his ears!
Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, patted Qionglin's shoulder with a look of good luck, and then threw himself into the fight between the two people below.
If Nanfeng had patted Qionglin's shoulder before, he would have definitely been arrogant and rude. Now he just wanted to find an excuse to go out and hide after the secret realm was over.
What a joke! You try kneeling there and listening to an old man reciting the sect rules for three days and three nights. Isn't that torture?!
When I’m in a bad mood, even the long-awaited duel below seems a bit boring.
In the following duel, Ruan Junhuai breathed lightly and frowned slightly at the troublesome Mo Yun. It was just a sparring match, why was this guy fighting for his life? Was he sick?
The pain in his arm has become numb. Fortunately, his physical fitness has improved a lot during this period, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with. After all, the difference between him and Mo Yun is not a small level, but the difference between the early and late stages.
As the level of cultivation increases, even if there is only a difference of one level, it will become a world of difference.
But this was not enough, Mo Yun said sarcastically, "With your strength, are you worthy of being the disciple of Fuyao Immortal Venerable? You are such a waste!"
In fact, he was also seriously injured, but there was no sign of anything wrong with him, not even a trace of embarrassed breathing.
What he wanted to do was to disturb Ruan Junhuai's Dao heart. "Do you know that the Immortal Master Fuyao had lost his cultivation? As his disciple, you might know the reason better than me. Was it because he almost went astray or was it because of... your disciple?"
It turns out that Master really did lose some cultivation!
Nanfeng's cultivation was much higher than Ruan Junhuai's. If Nanfeng deliberately concealed it, even Qionglin might not be able to see it at a glance, let alone Ruan Junhuai who had not even reached the level of a spirit.
Mo Yun saw that this trick was really effective. Ruan Junhuai's movements slowed down, so he immediately stepped forward to attack his weak point.
Ruan Junhuai came back to his senses and resisted. Fortunately, Nanfeng had trained his reaction speed. Otherwise, if he had not mobilized his spiritual energy successfully, he would have been seriously injured if not knocked off the stage.
He also realized what this person was thinking. "You use such despicable means. Do you really think you can't beat me?"
"Oh, if it weren't for the Immortal Fuyao, you wouldn't be my opponent at all. How can a person who relies on his master to reach his current level of cultivation have the qualifications to tell me that he is despicable?" Mo Yun's speed increased, and each move was filled with murderous intent and went straight to Ruan Junhuai's vital point.
"It is true that Master has been kind to me, but I never thought that my cultivation to this point was not due to my own efforts. How can you, a peeper, be qualified to judge me and Master!" Ruan Junhuai was really angry and began to mobilize the spiritual energy that suppressed the demonic energy to suppress Mo Yun.
He really didn't know that his master had really lost his cultivation because of his incident. Even if he knew, he would make it up to his master with practical actions in the future, instead of letting someone with ulterior motives shake his heart and develop inner demons.
That would be truly unfair to Master for his careful teachings over the years!
Ruan Junhuai, who was using all his strength, even made Mo Yun, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, start to struggle, showing signs of retreat.
But he soon discovered a detail, that is, Ruan Junhuai always intentionally or unintentionally protected the bell on his waist. If you care about something, you will have a weakness.
It's easy to deal with if you have a weakness
Mo Yun no longer insisted on attacking Ruan Junhuai's other loopholes, but wherever the sword went, he wanted to cut the brocade rope around Ruan Junhuai's waist and let the bell fall off.
Nanfeng sat above and noticed this. There was no emotion in his eyes, but it was like the calm sea before the storm. It seemed calm, but an unknown storm was brewing in the depths, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.
"Wow, this person has a bad mind and might have a demon in his heart." Qiong Lin finally comforted himself and focused his attention on the competition below. He noticed that a trace of scarlet flashed across Mo Yun's face. This was a sign of being possessed by a demon!
On the other hand, although Ruan Junhuai looked unwell, his eyes were clear and there was nothing wrong except that he was a little exhausted.
Seeing that Ruan Junhuai's spiritual energy was running out, Mo Yun curled his lips and said silently, "Go to hell!"
Ruan Junhuai no longer had much spiritual power to resist at this time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous if the demonic energy was not suppressed. He couldn't let his master find out!
Since there is no way to block it, then I can only use that trick
Even if I injure one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of my own, it is better than standing there and waiting to die.
Seeing that Mo Yun condensed his spiritual energy and transformed it into magic power to attack him, Ruan Junhuai mobilized the power of his soul and planned to take it head-on. Even if he was seriously injured, he had to win this competition!
Just when Mo Yun was about to touch Ruan Junhuai, the bell on Ruan Junhuai's waist suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, protecting Ruan Junhuai and pushing Mo Yun away. However, the faint black energy emanating from his body instantly penetrated into Ruan Junhuai's body.
The golden light dispersed, and Mo Yun lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Ruan Junhuai knelt on one knee with his sword, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering.
No one saw what happened just now, they just thought it was Ruan Junhuai's way of saving his life
The whole audience was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into cheers.
Ruan Junhuai actually won the cross-level duel! This is something that rarely happens. He is worthy of being the only disciple of Fuyao Immortal Venerable!
Chu Hanxi was the only one in the crowd who noticed something was wrong with Ruan Junhuai. His spiritual energy was actually slowly dissipating...
Nan Feng stood up at the moment when the golden light ended, and appeared beside Ruan Junhuai in a flash. He squatted down and took him into his arms to check his physical condition.
Then his expression began to become solemn. Ruan Junhuai's spiritual roots were dissipating. Rather than dissipating, it was more like being devoured and transformed into demonic energy...
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