"It's okay, nothing happened at all, look." Yan Ting jumped up on the spot and punched several times to prove that he was fine.

"Bai Gu, show him." Xiao Chengfan said.

"Third Elder, I've seen it. Although Yan Ting's body has not returned to its best condition, he can move freely and is alive and well. He has at least recovered to 80%." Bai Gu smiled flatteringly, which made Yan Ting's reaction to him for the first time.

The impression was greatly reduced. As expected, even the elders of Zhulu Academy could not use common sense to judge.

Xiao Chengfan glanced at him lightly and said, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true."

Xiao Chengfan looked at Yan Ting again and said, "Are you sure everything is okay?"

"It's okay. Look, he's in great health." Yan Ting waved his hand, feeling helpless for Xiao Chengfan's nagging.

"If nothing happens, go to the Law Enforcement Hall and get the Hundred Heavenly Power Stick." Xiao Chengfan's voice suddenly turned cold, and he left directly.

Yan Ting stood there like a piece of wood. He still hadn't figured out what was going on. This Heavenly Wand was used to punish erring disciples, so what did it have to do with him?

"Senior brother, there is actually one more thing I haven't told you." Buyunya spoke at this time.

"What else?" Yan Ting asked with a frown.

"In addition to paying 200,000 gold coins, you will not be allowed to enter any training place in the academy for a month, and you will also be beaten with the 80-day power stick."

"Eighty..." Yan Ting muttered softly.

The Law Enforcement Hall is a place where erring disciples are punished. Although there are few people in the Law Enforcement Hall on weekdays, it is not like this. When Yan Ting came, there were only two middle-aged people and Xiao Chengfan waiting for him.

It seems that Xiao Chengfan sent everyone away in advance.

"Take off your shirt." Xiao Chengfan said indifferently.

Yan Ting took off his shirt without knowing what was going on. The knife wounds between his ribs on his back had healed, and a shallow mark could still be seen. The knife wound on his right chest also left only a shallow mark.

Xiao Chengfan walked up to him and looked at him. Yan Ting was only half an inch taller than Xiao Chengfan. The two of them could look each other in the eye.

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"If the beating hurts later, just shout out. If you hold back when God's mighty club hits you, it will only hurt more. Just shout out and let it out." Xiao Chengfan said softly.

Yan Ting asked with a smile: "Grandpa Xiao, wasn't it eighty? How come it turned into one hundred when it came to your mouth?"

Xiao Chengfan blinked several times and said, "I will tell you."

After saying that, Xiao Chengfan moved his fingers in front of Yan Ting, and a yellow fluorescence flashed along with his fingertips. The trajectory formed a word in front of Yan Ting - Feng!

Xiao Chengfan stopped his fingers and looked solemn.

Yan Ting felt that there was no change in his body, but when he gathered his vitality in his body, he found that his meridians seemed to be blocked and his vitality could not move at all. In other words, he was no different from an ordinary person now.

"Fight." Xiao Chengfan waved his hand and his voice was very calm, but Yan Ting could hear a bit of unbearability and a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Yan Ting knelt on the ground, facing the door of the law enforcement hall, while Xiao Chengfan stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Yan Ting.

The two deacons from the law enforcement hall each took a three-inch thick, eight-foot-long iron rod and slapped Yan Ting hard on the back.

Yan Ting gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound. Twenty of the Tianwei sticks were enough to cripple a body in the Tianyuan realm. Yan Ting had to bear eighty sticks. You can imagine the pain he deserved.

How intense.

With the strength of Yan Ting's body and the defense of the Earth Mysterious Armor, without using his vitality, even if a child of twelve or thirteen years old stabbed him with a sharp knife, it would probably only be able to penetrate his skin. But.

The ones who beat him now were two deacons in their prime, and they didn't use knives, but Tianwei sticks.

One stick weighs more than a hundred kilograms. It seals Yan Ting's cultivation. How long can he hold on?

On the 30th shot, Yan Ting coughed heavily, with a faint smell of blood in his throat.

On the 44th shot, Yan Ting spat out the blood that had been in his mouth for a long time, and his back began to turn purple.

On the fifty-sixth blow, Yan Ting's back was split open, and several lines of blood flowed down his spine. It was shocking. His hands trembled and his lips trembled.

The sixty-eighth stick, Yan Ting was knocked over by a stick and fell to the ground. He struggled to kneel again. His back was already bloody and bloody. The stick hit the rotten flesh. The pain that Yan Ting endured,

It is not an increase again and again, but an increase in geometric multiples.

At the eightieth stroke, Yan Ting was still kneeling on the ground without saying a word. He clenched his jaw and tried to suppress the trembling. His vision gradually blurred. His face was covered with cold sweat from enduring the pain. The sweat soaked into his wounds.

The salt made his pain worse.

"Go back to Third Elder, the eighty-day mighty stick is over." A deacon walked up to Xiao Chengfan and said.

Xiao Chengfan grabbed the Tianwei Stick in his hand, waved his hand, and the two of them left the law enforcement hall.

Xiao Chengfan walked up to Yan Ting and said, "Can you still hold on?" His voice was neither sad nor happy, just a simple question.

"...If you can...come on!" Yan Ting trembled, her tone stiff.

"Yan Ting, I have never beaten you, but today, I have to." Xiao Chengfan's voice suddenly became sharp.

As he spoke, the Heavenly Power Stick in his hand fell on Yan Ting's back.

"Uh-" Yan Ting wanted to shout out, but was restrained by him.

"I gave you the first blow for your father. You came to Zhulu Academy to practice. Your father was thousands of miles away in Akabane City waiting for you to return home after your studies. However, you fought fiercely in the academy and almost died.

Fengyuntai, how can you live up to your father's expectations of you!"

boom!

The second stick fell, and Yan Ting spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

"I hit this blow for myself. I have warned you countless times to practice well in the academy and not to fight with others. I will help you solve problems. But what did you do? You hit a hundred people one by one.

, So majestic, do you know that if Fei Ling hadn't arrived in time, you would have died long ago." Xiao Chengfan burst into tears and could no longer suppress the grief in his heart.

"You said this stick hit you, was it right?"

"should!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"It's not that I don't forbid you to fight back. If anyone bullies you, fight back. If anything happens, I'll take the responsibility for you. But you also have to see your own abilities clearly. What kind of cultivation you have and what kind of cultivation they have. If you go up like this,

What’s the difference between seeking death?”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"I'm taking these blows for you. If you don't value your own life, you should be beaten. Some people say you are afraid of death. Humph, she has misjudged two people in her life. One is him and the other is you. You guys

Both of them have the same virtue, both have no fear of heaven and earth, and both want to be alone and bear everything by themselves, but have you ever thought about how many people will feel sad because of you after you die?

You will lose hope of living in the future because of you."

Bang! Bang! Bang...

"These twenty sticks are for your stupidity, your ignorance, and your disregard for the feelings of the people around you and blindly doing what you think is right, even if it is an abyss or hell, you will do it.

Chuang, there are some things that everyone knows is the right thing to do, but no one does it, because they all do what they can, but you don't!"

"Today's hundred sticks are a lesson. You can't abandon your original intention because of these one hundred sticks, but you have to remember that you can't risk your life just because you stick to your original intention. Many things are either impossible to do or not enough to do.

Sometimes, many times, patience requires more courage than showing off, and more perseverance than perseverance, do you understand?"

Xiao Chengfan's face was already filled with tears. He looked at Yan Ting's bloody back, with pieces of rotten flesh tangled together, and his hands began to tremble. The Hundred Heavenly Power Stick was removed, and he was replaced by an ordinary Tianyuan realm body.

, who had died long ago and could not die anymore, even if his body was in the Yuan Luo realm, it would only end like this, but Yan Ting still gritted his teeth and endured it until now.

You can endure this kind of pain, why can't you endure the temporary humiliation of others?

Yan Ting's eyelids were just a hair away from closing, and his weak and feeble voice sounded in Xiao Chengfan's ears.

"I understand, but there are some things you just know you can't do!"

He understood what the man in black robe meant by "forbearance" and also what Xiao Chengfan meant by "forbearance". However, for him, not everything was worth enduring.

"You do it knowing you can't do it..." Xiao Chengfan murmured to himself, and the Tianwei Rod in his hand fell unconsciously, and a long sound of metal collision sounded on the ground!

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