120: True end
Han Yi brandished his Xuan Tie Sword, like an eagle spreading its wings, hacking towards Song Qing's neck. Since your upper body is protected by a Treasure Item and cannot be broken through, your neck does not have such protection!
In the distance, Song Qing's face was ashen, his body trembling like a sieve. The "Awakened Item" time had passed, and the backlash from using the Treasure Item followed. He was now severely injured in qi and blood, extremely weak.
Furthermore, one of his arms had already been crippled, leaving him completely unable to fight again. He shakily raised his other hand, his lips quivering.
"I surrender..."
Bang!
Song Wei's chair exploded again, and a large expanse of vigorous, invisible green energy surged from his body. This was the manifestation of the complete eruption of "Yin Willow Strength".
The surrounding Disciples seemed to be bound by willow whips, unable to move, their eyes revealing a hint of terror!
Swish!
Li Chengfeng's eyes turned cold. In an instant, his right hand shot out like lightning. His five fingers, as if etched with flame patterns, lightly swiped towards Song Wei.
Crackle!
Just like a lush willow tree encountering a blazing fire, those eerie green energies silently receded, turning into scorching hot charcoal!
"Blazing Fire Strength" means a raging fire that spreads across the plains, endlessly regenerative, and is the greatest counter to Yin Wood.
Pfft!
In his chest, Song Wei felt as if he was being consumed by a raging fire, extremely uncomfortable. A mouthful of fresh blood was already difficult to suppress.
But under the watchful eyes of the crowd, how could Song Wei, as an Elder, lose face like this? His massive face, where it was almost impossible to distinguish between his chin and neck, turned beet red as he swallowed that mouthful of fresh blood again.
"Han Yi, be careful of the rule..."
Li Feng anxiously shouted towards Han Yi. He and Song Qing were also enemies, so he naturally didn't care about Song Qing's life or death. But if Han Yi broke the rules and killed Song Qing on the stage, he would likely cause a great disaster!
At this moment, under the double enhancement of the 'Dual Wielding' and 'Focus' characteristics, Han Yi felt that the surrounding time had slowed down instantly, like a slowly flowing stream.
He looked up and saw the friction between Elder Song and Elder Li on the high platform.
He caught a glimpse of Li Feng and Pan Sheng shouting loudly below the stage.
He observed Song Qing's terror in the corner, his face like a sheet of white paper.
Everything was clearly visible, completely within his control.
'Song Qing can die, but he cannot be killed by me on the stage!'
'Unfortunately, my cultivation is not strong enough yet; I don't have the power to overturn the table...'
At this moment, thoughts flashed rapidly through Han Yi's mind like lightning. All sorts of possibilities were eliminated like fleeting shadows on water or fleeting bubbles in a dream.
Thus, he changed his chop to a slap. The door-sized blade of the Xuan Tie Sword, like a train engine, heavily slapped Song Qing's body, and a violent force burst forth!
Bang, bang, bang!
Song Qing was instantly sent flying dozens of meters away like a rag doll, and then rolled into the crowd like a tumbling gourd.
"Ouch!"
For a moment, the onlookers who were watching the show were thrown into disarray, suffering great misfortune.
At this moment, Elder Song was finally able to break free from Elder Li. He scooped up Song Qing, checked his breathing, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Han Yi, are you tired of living?"
Then, Elder Song turned around, his Tongmai Stage Aura fully erupting. The unparalleled Killing Intent seemed to transform into a heavy mountain, pressing down on Han Yi.
Han Yi was stared at intently by Elder Song, feeling an invisible pressure instantly enveloping his heart. The hairs on the back of his neck seemed to stand on end, but his figure did not waver in the slightest.
"Elder Song, there were reasons for this matter, please forgive me!"
Han Yi cupped his fists, his tone steady, speaking neither subserviently nor arrogantly.
"........"
Elder Song did not speak, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
At this time, Han Yi had just gone through a fierce battle. Although his spirit was still high, his clothes were tattered and he looked wretched, appearing as if his oil had run out and his lamp was dry.
He admitted to himself that although he was not Li Chengfeng's opponent, he had seen many Lian Xue martial artists. How many of them were not afraid of a Tongmai Stage Martial Master?
Now, how could a mere injured Refining Blood Martial Artist, even with Li Chengfeng backing him, withstand his Aura?
What Elder Song did not know was that Han Yi was genuinely fearless from the bottom of his heart. He looked disheveled now, but he had only suffered some superficial injuries; his true combat strength was still preserved.
Elder Song's overall strength was '115~150', while Han Yi's own value, as high as '95~134', was precisely where his confidence lay!
Elder Song didn't say a word, and Han Yi also remained silent. The two just gazed at each other quietly like this, and the surrounding onlookers didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The more Elder Song looked, the more he admired him. He developed an interest in Han Yi.
Thinking again that this person had climbed out of the mine, possessing talent, strength, and perseverance, what was even more rare was that his mental fortitude was also so strong...
How could someone who could become a Tongmai Martial Master be foolish? Elder Song instantly developed a heart for cherishing talent.
"Han Yi, Li Chengfeng is by no means a good person. Why don't you..."
Swish!
A somewhat lean figure silently landed between Han Yi and Elder Song.
Instantly, Elder Song's mountain-like imposing Aura was swept away.
"Han Yi, are you seriously injured?"
Elder Li smiled brightly and took out a moist and crystal-clear jade bottle from his chest, looking like sheep fat jade.
"This is the Blood Jied Spring Return Pill. It is best for recovering from injuries and replenishing qi and blood. Take it quickly and rest well to recover!"
"Hmph!"
Interrupted by Elder Li like this, Elder Song could no longer say what he was about to say. He let out a cold snort, flicked his sleeve, and quickly departed with Song Qing.
Han Yi caught the jade bottle, lowered his head to look at it, his eyes as sharp as a knife. Immediately, he raised his head again, smiling, and bowed.
"Thank you, Elder, for the medicine!"
He had just wanted to hear Elder Song's evaluation, but unexpectedly, he was interrupted at the crucial moment...
But no matter what, he quite agreed with the first half of Elder Song's words. Elder Li was indeed a deep-scheming person and difficult to get along with.
And now, with just a small trick, he had categorized Han Yi as belonging to the Li family faction, and even wanted to exchange some small favors for his gratitude...
Just looking at the surface, Elder Li would even gain the reputation of 'cherishing talent'...
Han Yi himself, if he hadn't known Elder Li's true face, would probably have been deceived!
'Perhaps I should consider Bai Sanren's suggestion...'
Han Yi made a choice.
"Han Yi... and others... advance!
"Regarding the list of advancements for this Sect's Minor Competition, do any Disciples have any objections?"
Under the silent acquiescence of everyone, the Sect's Minor Competition, which had the largest number of participants in years, truly ended in a strange atmosphere...