C245 Fighting Murong Jingtian
C245 Fighting Murong Jingtian
A violent wave of Qi swept in all directions.
At the same time, a muffled sound was heard from the Martial Battle Platform.
Hot blood spurted out from Zhang Lingfeng's chest.
A shocking wound appeared on his chest.
One should know that Zhang Lingfeng's clone cultivated and tempered his body.
The strength of his body was comparable to a divine weapon.
But even so, Duanmu Xueyan's sword had injured him. From this, it could be seen how powerful this sword was.
If a magic cultivator dared to stand still and withstand Duanmu Xueyan's sword, his entire body would probably be torn into pieces by the sword Qi.
"Hiss! This fellow actually did not resist?!"
Seeing the scene in Martial Battle Platform, the crowd widened their eyes and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
In the Martial Battle Platform just now, the crowd had vaguely heard the conversation between Duanmu Xueyan and Zhang Lingfeng.
Thinking of the content of their conversation, the crowd's heart couldn't help but move slightly.
Could it be that Duanmu Xueyan also had an unclear relationship with Zhang Lingfeng?
Yesterday, the news of the sect was still circulating. Yan Ji's relationship with this fellow was not simple.
However, from the looks of it now, Duanmu Xueyan also had some interest in this brat.
Didn't that mean that this brat was stepping on two boats?
Furthermore, those two boats were two out of the five beauties of the sect.
This damn brat! What right did he have to do that? To think that he would be so lucky to be able to obtain the favor of the sect's Two of Five Beauties!
Thinking of these aspects, the crowd's hearts were filled with intense jealousy, feeling that it was unfair to the extreme.
On the martial arena.
Zhang Lingfeng frowned when he felt the intense pain in his chest.
He gritted his teeth and held back the pain, not letting out a sound.
Duanmu Xueyan's sword attack just now was made out of anger, and it was extremely powerful.
That sword attack hit his body, and the violent sword Qi's aftershock was still wreaking havoc in his body.
If it wasn't for his strong physique, any ordinary cultivator would have been torn into pieces long ago.
He tasted something sweet in his throat. Zhang Lingfeng couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, feeling extremely depressed.
He didn't think that Duanmu Xueyan would actually play it for real.
"You. . . Why didn't you dodge?"
At the same time, Duanmu Xueyan realized that Zhang Lingfeng was injured. Her delicate body trembled slightly and her face was full of disbelief.
At the same time, she did not expect this kind of situation.
She did not expect that Zhang Lingfeng would stand still and receive her sword attack.
"Senior Sister Duanmu, I said that I will not attack you. "
Zhang Lingfeng smiled bitterly and stared at Duanmu Xueyan's delicate face. He said softly,
"Although I do not know where I am and have made you angry, as long as you can calm down, not to mention cutting me once, even if it is ten times, I am willing to do it. "
This was what Zhang Lingfeng was saying from the bottom of his heart.
After all, he and Duanmu Xueyan had encountered difficulties together and had a good impression of Duanmu Xueyan.
Furthermore, Duanmu Xueyan had helped him many times during his time in the outer circle of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect. This made Zhang Lingfeng very grateful to her, so he naturally treated her as a friend.
Perhaps, he had some selfish motives.
In short, he didn't want Duanmu Xueyan to be strangers to him.
"You. . . Why are you so good to me?"
While Zhang Lingfeng was lost in his thoughts, Duanmu Xueyan heard these words and could not help but tremble slightly. Her eyes were red as she asked.
At this moment, she felt mixed feelings in her heart. It was extremely complicated.
"I. . . I don't know either. Because you are my friend, I don't want to lose you as a friend. "
Zhang Lingfeng shook his head. At this moment, his emotions were equally complicated.
"Just treat me as a friend?"
Duanmu Xueyan's pretty face suddenly turned pale at this moment, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a touch of sadness.
Sensing this scene, Zhang Lingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out in his heart that it was bad.
Could it be that he had said something wrong again?
"Senior Sister Duanmu, you are my most important friend in Profound Heaven Sword Sect. No one can compare to you!"
Zhang Lingfeng added.
"Yan Ji? And what is she to you?"
Duanmu Xueyan bit her lips and asked softly.
"Senior sister, you really misunderstood me. I am not familiar with Senior Sister Yan and have only seen her two or three times. I can only be considered as an ordinary friend.
The news spread by the outer sect were all fake. In my heart, Senior Sister Duanmu, you are the most important. No one can compare to you. "
Zhang Lingfeng was not stupid. At this moment, how could he not know that the reason why Duanmu Xueyan was angry must have something to do with Yan Ji. Therefore, he hurriedly said that.
Although Zhang Lingfeng's EQ was not high, he was not stupid.
At this point, he had a faint guess in his heart.
He couldn't help but sigh, feeling very complicated.
Hearing these words, Duanmu Xueyan felt that she might have really misunderstood Zhang Lingfeng. She could not help but feel ashamed in her heart.
"I'm sorry. Just now. . . It was all my fault. I was the one who caused trouble. "
Duanmu Xueyan looked at the wound on Zhang Lingfeng's chest full of guilt. She had a face full of regret and self-blame.
"As long as Senior Sister Duanmu can resolve the misunderstanding about me, this small injury is nothing. "
Zhang Lingfeng shook his head and said casually.
Due to his actions, the severe pain caused by his injuries made him grimace in pain.
"I'm sorry!"
Duanmu Xueyan apologized and immediately made up her mind. She said loudly to the crowd below the stage, "I admit defeat!"
After she finished speaking, Duanmu Xueyan no longer stayed in Martial Battle Platform and left the stage.
Since Zhang Lingfeng had explained so much to her just now and the two of them had already resolved the misunderstanding, Duanmu Xueyan naturally would not continue fighting.
"Heavens, Duanmu Xueyan actually admitted defeat too!"
Following Duanmu Xueyan's words, the eyes of the crowd could not help but widen.
To be honest, this kind of result in front of them was something that the crowd didn't expect in advance. It had caused quite a big impact on them.
One should know that Duanmu Xueyan was the second-ranked genius in the outer sect. Not only was she beautiful, but her combat strength was also extremely powerful.
She was only slightly weaker than Murong Jingtian, who was ranked first.
However, such a powerful genius still chose to admit defeat when facing Zhang Lingfeng.
This caused the crowd to feel mixed emotions in their hearts.
The crowd had only guessed that Duanmu Xueyan's relationship with Zhang Lingfeng might not be that simple.
Now that they saw Duanmu Xueyan admit defeat, the crowd still confirmed their guesses.
Zhang Lingfeng did not expect Duanmu Xueyan to admit defeat and could not help but be slightly stunned.
By the time he reacted, Duanmu Xueyan had already left the stage.
His mouth opened and closed, but he did not say anything in the end and shook his head slightly.
Next was the last round of drawing lots.
In fact, it didn't matter if he drew or not in the last round.
Zhang Lingfeng had already fought eight battles, and there was only one opponent left.
His last opponent was none other than Murong Jingtian, who was ranked first in the outer circle.
Just now, when Zhang Lingfeng was about to cripple Zhao Yu, Murong Jingtian had tried to stop him, but was dodged by Zhang Lingfeng.
At that time, Murong Jingtian had revealed his cultivation base, which was at the First Level of Void Shocking Stage.
As for Zhang Lingfeng, his cultivation base was no weaker than Murong Jingtian's.
Adding the fact that he was a body cultivator and had his main body secretly helping him, his clone's combat strength was also quite fierce. He didn't put Murong Jingtian in his eyes at all.
"Stinking brat, I admit that you are very strong, but just now, you were injured by the Second Elder's hand, and you were also struck by Duanmu Xueyan's sword. I'm afraid that your injuries are not light, right? Let's see what you are going to use to fight me now!"
After Murong Jingtian stepped onto the arena, the four foot long sword in his hand pointed at Zhang Lingfeng, and a cold and confident voice sounded.