Chapter 77 The cultivation level of mortals
Yang Le, who was watching the battle on the side, saw the clues.
"This kid's green light should not be used for combat. The energy contained in it is actually the most important ability to heal!"
Zhang Mengmeng naturally discovered this problem. No matter how hard she tried, the other party never fell down, and even the bruises on his body slowly recovered as before.
"If you can't kill a single attack with thunder, this kid will be a ulterior motive that cannot be killed!"
If Zhang Mengmeng was at the same level as Qi Jingchuan, who was not good at fighting, he would not be afraid at all. He said a thousand words because of her lack of strength.
Take the one who had the advantage before. If it were the master who showed it, the person in front of him would probably be hammered into meat paste. Where would there be any chance of healing slowly?
When facing Qi Jingchuan who became serious, the girl's attack seemed a bit pale. Even if it hit him, the other party was prepared for it, and the effect was not so obvious.
This battle has gained the upper hand from the beginning, but now it has become evenly matched!
Not long after, Qi Jingchuan's right arm seemed to have completely recovered. Seeing this, Zhang Mengmeng didn't dare to delay any longer. She directly attracted the nine fire talismans that trapped the silver needle and smashed them into his chest. Even she herself went in.
After twisting his right arm slightly, Qi Jingchuan stopped the decline and recalled the silver needle to defend himself.
It was not until Zhang Mengmeng's two fire talismans broke through the green shield and hit his chest that Qi Jingchuan was surprised to find that the twelve silver needles before were just four or five left. The rest were melted by them because they could not withstand the high temperature of the flames!
Because of the excessive impact, Qi Jingchuan was beaten to fly backwards and vomited blood before he even landed. It was obviously a real heavy blow!
The silver needle was melted and he was seriously injured again. Logically, this competition should have ended here. Zhang Mengmeng simply stood there and did not continue to pursue.
Qi Jingchuan, who slowly stood up from the ground, looked at his somewhat sunken chest. The flesh and blood on it had been burned black by the fire talisman. He could even feel three of his ribs were broken.
Although he did not admit defeat directly, the result was obvious. Zhang Mengmeng didn't say much and walked straight towards Yang Le.
"Stop it!"
The angry man shouted at her, and he was begging for nothing and wanted to continue fighting!
Zhang Mengmeng ignored it after hearing this. She never thought that this guy would apologize on his own and had no intention of stopping.
It was just a very ordinary competition, and winning or losing was not that important. Feng Yingxue, who was standing beside him, said out of concern:
"Qi Jingchuan, victory or defeat is a common military service. You should go and heal your wounds first!"
However, Qi Jingchuan had completely lost his mind at this moment, and his whole world suddenly became quiet.
Looking around, the concerned expressions of everyone around him turned into ridicule and sarcasm in his eyes!
"Ah~!"
Standing in the center of the martial arts field, he screamed in pain. The green energy on his body rushed straight into the sky like a tornado. Three thin needles with golden light were directly sacrificed by him and shot towards Zhang Mengmeng. He himself was completely exhausted and he blew out a few more mouthfuls of blood and couldn't get up.
Chu Shengnan, who was standing aside, suddenly showed a shocked expression. She had a big mouth and had no time to remind her, but a thought flashed through her mind:
"This beast Qi Jingchuan actually used the golden needle that Mr. Qi saved his life!"
Zhang Mengmeng, who was about to walk in front of Yang Le, naturally knew nothing, but she didn't expect Qi Jingchuan to suddenly go crazy, and these three attacks were too fierce and she could not resist them at all, so she just temporarily used a golden light to protect her body.
The big guys in the room were actually paying attention to the situation here. They were laughing at each other, but they didn't expect the situation to become so serious. If Zhang Mengmeng was pierced by these three golden needles heading towards her back, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Zhang Daoyun immediately turned into a dragon and tiger illusion and rushed out. Although the distance was not long, the golden needle was a treasure of the Qi family. In addition, because they were all righteous children, he was not prepared at the beginning, which led to some difficulty.
Zhang Mengmeng's protective golden light was simply vulnerable in front of this divine object, and was instantly broken through to the defense.
At this critical moment, a purple light suddenly appeared on the girl's forehead, and her figure disappeared instantly. It was not until she landed that everyone was surprised to find that she had been teleported to the seat where Yang Le had just stood.
The man who should have been there was nowhere to be seen at this moment. It was not until Zhang Daoyun grabbed the golden needle that was already uncontrollable with one hand that he saw Yang Lezheng lying in the place where Zhang Mengmeng was in pain.
Without any wounds on his body, he covered his abdomen with his hands and curled up in a ball. He instantly showed signs of dehydration, and sweat actually wet the ground.
Qi Guangping ignored his grandson and followed him to him, directly sacrificing six golden needles that were exactly the same as before when Qi Jingchuan used the last attack, protecting Yang Le's heart.
Seeing this, Zhang Daoyun let go. The three golden needles, which were originally the culprit, instantly turned into life-saving objects when they arrived in Old Qi's hand, but they were directly stabbed into Yang Le's head by him.
It was not until after doing this that Qi Guangping slightly brushed away the sweat from his forehead, but he still frowned and said to everyone:
"This is not enough! You can help me protect the Dharma!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body turned into a green energy vortex. The vitality contained in it was like the difference between a swan and a mayfly compared to Qi Jingchuan just now.
Within a radius of 1,000 meters, whether it is flowers, plants, trees, or lake cement, almost all the energy was swept by him, and even the air became a little thinner. Yang Le and Qi Guangping were gradually wrapped in the ball formed by energy. The young people who couldn't see clearly the situation inside were a little suffocated, so they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Except for Zhang Mengmeng, who has a dull face and expressionless face!
At this time, she tilted her head, her icy lips naturally opened. There was no look in her big, smart eyes. The two lines of clear tears seemed to be mixed with a hint of bright red. The bun on her head had already spread out, and the messy black hair was floating in the wind, and a few strands of them even covered her eyes.
One step...two steps...three steps...
Zhang Mengmeng shook her uncontrollable body and came to Qi Jingchuan like a walking corpse. She squatted down, grabbed his collar with her left hand, and punched him in the face with her right hand.
Zhang Daoyun was afraid that she would do something stupid, so he wanted to pull it away, but when he saw that she did not use the immortal power, he chose to remain silent only with his own strength.
Qi Jingchuan, who was lying on the ground, had recovered his rationality. Yu Guang looked at the energy ball with two meters in diameter, and his heart was filled with guilt.
Even though Zhang Mengmeng punched him in the face, he still did not feel unwilling. Because he had forced the use of three Lingshu Nine Needles just now, blood kept emitting from his mouth. Although he was stuck in the blood in his throat, he still tried his best to say something to the girl with his mouth - I'm sorry!
now!
Zhang Mengmeng's mind was blank. Apart from waving her fists from time to time, she did not move any extra movements, and she didn't even blink her eyes.
Looking at Qi Jingchuan who was beaten into a pig's head, people went from being relieved from the beginning to being helpless now. No one present was ordinary people. Everyone saw the three words he said to the girl just now.
But this is not the point!
Everyone makes mistakes, and even Confucius once said that knowing mistakes can improve one's greatest improvement!
but!
This is also a prerequisite!
If Yang Le died today because of his Qi Jingchuan's fever, the consequences brought by him cannot be compensated by his apology!
He will directly affect the entire Chinese cultivation world!
Once the famous and upright sects have a gap between them, the cult organization will soon launch a counterattack and all the people will live in dire straits!
At the end of the fight, Zhang Mengmeng seemed to have exhausted all her strength and suddenly collapsed on the ground, her eyes just staring at the ball of light in the distance, and the tears on her face formed a faint blood scab.
In this martial arts venue, everyone seemed to have entered a state of meditation. Even a breeze blew by, and even the corners of their clothes had not moved. A worry filled the entire courtyard. The atmosphere was so tense and heavy!
It was already a big battle, and after treatment for so long, it was noon the next day.
Just like everyone's mood, the weather today is not very good, and the gloomy sky always makes people feel a sense of coolness.
As the green light ball gradually shrank, two figures inside finally appeared.
Zhang Mengmeng didn't know where she got the strength, so she got up from the ground and staggered over. Zhang Daoyun, who couldn't bear it, secretly cast spells in the middle, which was also a helping her.
Yang Le was held in the air by a blue energy. Qi Guangping brushed his robe that was already wrinkled, and then said slowly:
"I'm alive! I..."
"Okay! I understand!"
Before he could finish his words, Xie Yunhou interrupted him directly. As long as he was alive, he was not a medical student, so the process didn't matter!
Qi Guangping shook his head and smiled, but was not angry. As for Qi Jingchuan, who had been beaten into a pig's head, he just glanced at it, but in the end he still didn't get over.
Zhang Mengmeng finally walked up to her, her eyes that had already shed tears, and she had only recovered some of her glory until now.
The girl slowly stretched out her hands to hug Yang Le, leaning her head against his chest, and she didn't feel relieved after hearing the man's heartbeat.
Chapter completed!