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But soon, he figured out the key point, and glanced at Zhanying, this kid is quite cunning.

"Since it's a competition, injuries are inevitable. How can this be blamed on my people in the Hall of Storms." The master of Hall of Storms looked at Zhanying and spoke slowly.

"If you want to say this, then I can't help it. Can you say that I will take your things later, as long as he lives." Zhanying smiled faintly, his expression was calm as usual, and the corners of his mouth curled up. A slight arc.

Zhanying's words are not complicated, it can even be said to be very simple, that is, if you don't give me the elixir, I can indeed keep Wu Zheng waiting for my life, but it depends on my mood whether I want to cultivate myself or not.

As soon as these words came out, not only the Hall Master of the Stormwind Hall was stunned, but the so-called onlookers couldn't help being startled, and then gasped. Is this kid dying?Even the Lord of the Stormwind Hall dared to threaten him.

But only for a moment, the master of the Stormwind Palace reacted, his complexion changed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, damn it, this kid actually dared to threaten him.

I just don't know how to live or die, thinking how have I ever been threatened face to face, and how have I ever accepted threats from others.

But he glanced at Wu Zhenghou on the ring, and then at Zhanying who looked calm, he couldn't help but let out a slow breath, he could see that if he didn't agree, he would really kill him.

Immediately exhaled slowly, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Zhanying, and said slowly: "Okay, I promise you, I will add three Qianlong Pills."

"Hall Master is really generous."

Zhanying laughed, clasped his fists and opened his mouth, his expression didn't change much, it was clear that he would definitely agree, and it was all within his expectation.

"Hehe!" The Lord of the Stormwind Hall sneered, and then slowly said: "Sure enough, heroes are born young, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

"The palace master praised it." Zhanying smiled, his expression as usual.

He naturally heard the murderous intent in the words of the Lord of the Stormwind Palace, but so what, at least in a short period of time, he should not be in any danger.

Now if something happens to me, it will definitely fall on the Hall of the Storm, so for the sake of the Hall of the Storm's reputation, they will not deal with themselves in a short time, and even have to protect themselves.

After such a period of time, Zhanying believes in herself, as long as there are enough pills, she should be able to step into the seventh level of congenital soon.

As long as one stepped into the seventh level of innateness, even if facing the strong of the ninth level of innateness, not to mention killing the enemy, at least one would have a little bit of self-protection power.

After the words fell, Zhanying's eyes fell on Wu Zhenghou who was not far away, and he stepped out with one step, and his figure disappeared instantly
Wu Zhenghou didn't have time to react at all, he just felt a force of gravity fall on his body, and he couldn't help but fell out, hitting the ground hard.

"Oh, it's crooked."

Zhanying opened his mouth, and the figure stepped out again, and landed behind Wu Zhenghou again, shot out in an instant, and smashed hard on his head again.

Wu Zhenghou fell out again and hit the ground hard, but this time he didn't stand up again, and passed out in a coma.

Then, rhymes flashed across the ring, and Wu Zhenghou's figure disappeared in an instant, and he was taken out.

In less than a moment, Zhanying was also brought out by this Taoist rhyme and appeared outside the ring.

Leaving the arena, Zhanying didn't rush to heal her injuries, and turned to look at the Hall Master of the Storm Hall at the viewing platform.

The Lord of the Stormwind Hall looked at his appearance, and immediately snorted coldly, feeling very upset in his heart, what kind of person does this kid take himself for, so why would he still renege on his debt?

"Here." Immediately he raised his hand, several bottles of pills appeared in his hand, and threw them towards Zhanying.

"Thank you, Palace Master."

Zhanying smiled, looking delighted, took the pill, and took a look, it was indeed right, but Qianlong pill was missing.

"Don't look, there is no Qianlong Pill left anywhere. If you want it, you can only wait for the end of the Qianlong Conference to refine it." The Master of the Stormwind Palace looked at Zhanying and said lightly.

"That's it."

Zhanying nodded, it seems that Qianlong Dan seems to be a little more expensive than he imagined, there is a saying that is good, that's why rare things are more expensive.

"Humph."

The Lord of the Stormwind Hall snorted coldly, turned his head away, and ignored Zhanying.

At this time, Wu Zhenghou was also supported by the disciples of the Hall of Storms to leave, probably to heal his wounds!
Zhanying didn't dare to delay, she got down cross-legged directly, took out a bottle of elixirs from her bosom, poured out three pills from it, and swallowed them in one gulp.

It contains healing medicine, which was given by others when I was injured before, and the effect is not bad.

Without hesitation, he closed his eyes and began to heal his injuries. The elixir was quickly decomposed and rushed into all parts of his body, repairing his injuries.

Time passed slowly, and when he opened his eyes, a day had passed.

At this time, almost one-third of the injuries in his body had recovered, and he was able to exert five or six points of strength. It might not be enough to deal with Nie Zangfeng, but it should be similar to deal with Hao Yucheng.

At this time, the sky was bright and the sun had already risen, and there was not much time for him to heal his injuries. If there were no accidents today, his opponent should be Hao Yucheng.

As for Wu Zhenghou, luck is not so good, the opponent is definitely Nie Zangfeng.

According to the nature of the arena, the battle of the strongest is left behind, and Nie Zangfeng and Wu Zhenghou have not met yet, and Wu Zhenghou was defeated by him, so there is no doubt that today they will definitely arrange for the two to fight , leaving the battle between himself and Nie Zangfeng to the end.

Although Zhanying's injury was serious, Wu Zhenghou's injury was not serious either. At most, he could only display [-]% of his strength. Against Nie Zangfeng, he would definitely be defeated.

Although Zhanying guessed something, she didn't expect that the first battle would be between him and Hao Yucheng.

Without giving him much time to think, a wave of Taoist rhyme swept past, and his figure had disappeared in place and appeared on the ring.

Hao Yucheng's figure appeared on the ring almost at the same time, and the two stood opposite each other.

"Please."

Hao Yucheng looked at Zhanying, even though he knew that he had suffered serious injuries after defeating Wu Zhenghou yesterday, he still looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, with an extremely solemn expression.

This is probably the shadow of the tree and the name of the person, so he dare not take it lightly. After all, he has watched all the battles of Zhanying, and created impossible one after another, hitting everyone in the face again and again.

Although he is very confident, he can even say that he does not put everyone in the younger generation in his eyes, but after coming to the Qianlong Club and seeing Zhanying's strength, he has to admit that he is still inferior to Zhanying .

But now that Zhanying is injured, there is no doubt that it is his chance. Although it is a bit invincible, so what, Zhanying's injury is not caused by him.

For such a thing to happen, he can only blame himself. Could it be that it is impossible for him to admit defeat directly, and whoever can win wants to lose.

What's more, even if he faced the injured Zhanying, he was not sure of winning. A thought flashed in his mind, and Hao Yucheng's expression became more vigilant. Shame.

"Please."

Zhanying nodded and spoke calmly.

At first, I didn't think about receiving any special treatment because of my injury. After all, the reason why I was injured was that I was not strong enough, so who was to blame.

But even so, he still has the certainty of victory. He admits that Hao Yucheng is very strong, and it can even be said that he has [-]% of his own strength.

If it were someone else, such as Chongqing or Chen Yunqing, he really wasn't sure of winning, but the opponent was Hao Yucheng.

Hao Yucheng's strength lies in his speed and attack, but these two things don't seem to be of much use to Zhanying.

After all, in terms of speed, although Hao Yucheng is fast, he is still inferior to others, and if his advantage is completely nullified, it may even become his disadvantage.

As for the strong attack, it is even more useless. After all, if you can't hit anyone, what's the use of a strong attack?
Hao Yucheng didn't intend to be more polite, looked at Zhanying, slowly raised his hand, a trace of energy gushed out from his body, and condensed into a long sword, which was one of the ten famous swords of Yanlong Kingdom.

As the giant que gradually took shape, traces of sharp sword energy overflowed from above, bringing out a strong pressure.

Standing there, Zhanying still didn't move at all, and didn't intend to stop. Watching Hao Yucheng condense the giant tower into shape, his expression was extremely calm.

The formation of the Juque sword also made Zhanying feel a little pressure. It can only be said that it is indeed one of the top ten famous swords in the Yanlong Kingdom. Even if it is only condensed with strength, it is still terrifying.

Without waiting for Zhanying to think about it, Hao Yucheng had already made a move. Following his handprints, streams of sword energy burst out from the giant tower, turning into streams of sword light, enveloping towards Zhan Ying.

Looking at this scene, Zhanying's expression remained the same as usual, without any change. Looking at those sharp sword qi, the figure did not dodge or avoid, and directly raised his hand, and bursts of energy burst out from his palm, meeting those swords. gas.

"Chichi..."

There was a burst of soft noises, and all the sword energy was wiped out in an instant, leaving no trace.

Hao Yucheng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, after all, if even this bit of sword energy could cause trouble to Zhanying, he wouldn't be worthy of being called the enemy of his life in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he waved his palms, and a trace of inexplicable fluctuations poured out of him, making him seem to be getting closer to the giant tower in midair, as if he was about to merge into one.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that neither Hao Yucheng nor the Juque sword has moved.

But at this moment, Hao Yucheng's figure trembled, and his body disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the giant tower in midair exuded a terrifying aura, as if he had come to life in an instant.

Zhanying naturally noticed it. Looking at this scene, there was also a flash of surprise in his expression. He never thought that this kid would keep a hand.

Of course, Ju Que did not come back to life, nor did he possess spiritual wisdom, but Hao Yucheng poured all his spiritual power into the Ju Que sword, making himself a Ju Que temporarily.