C446 Dong Zhengyu went to battle
C446 Dong Zhengyu went to battle
The higher ups of the Jade Flame Gate on the stage had not said a word the entire time. The fact that there was not a single Jade Flame Gate in the top three made them feel extremely ashamed.
From time to time, their gazes would wander over to Mo Feng. Whether or not Jade Flame Gate could get first place today all depended on Mo Feng.
Mo Feng stood around the stage with his eyes closed, meditating, seeing that no one was fighting, he simply turned and walked into the Jade Flame Gate, continuing to meditate. His goal had always been number one, and fighting now was meaningless to him.
Seeing that Mo Feng had returned to the camp, Dong Zhengyu also returned to the camp.
"Why isn't he fighting yet?" Two hours had passed, and the arena was still empty. Everyone was starting to get impatient. Why did the anticipated finals seem so boring?
Lotus Villa did not let the bored people continue to wait, he arranged a program for them to watch. A group of beautiful women wearing light clothing danced on the stage, causing the eyes of the male disciples to light up continuously.
After a dance, everyone was still wanting to continue. But at this time, the challenge had finally been initiated. The eighth place challenge, the seventh place!
"Humph, come up and fight!" The seventh place person was the loser of the previous match. He had just recovered from his injuries and received a challenge, and it was even the eighth place opponent. He felt as if he had been humiliated and shouted for help.
The eighth place disciple was a female disciple from Lotus Villa. She jumped onto the stage and directly fought with the seventh place disciple.
"Ding ding ding!"
After the battle, the Lotus Villa female disciple's white clothes were already stained with blood, blood was flowing out of his mouth, making people feel pity. Holding onto the sharp sword, he looked at the man he had defeated, his lips curled up slightly.
"Damn it!" The man turned around and jumped down from the arena, his face incomparably gloomy. He was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He had lost, he had lost again!
Silence returned after the second battle. Everyone watching the battle became extremely impatient. Watching such an exciting battle and waiting for such a long time was truly tormenting.
Four hours had passed, and even though the sky was about to turn dark, no one came out to fight. To the top ten, this was a serious and prudent fight, and the top three were not anxious either.
Mo Feng opened his eyes. He already had enough with his eyes closed, he would go look for Yin Yuesha as soon as he had obtained the spark. He did not have so many people who were relaxed.
"My lord." Dong Zhengyu turned his head and saw impatience on Mo Feng's face, and shouted. Mo Feng turned his head to look at Dong Zhengyu, his eyes narrowed for a moment as he shook his head slightly.
"My lord, there's only one round left. Let me do it." Dong Zhengyu shook his head. Mo Feng hesitated for a while, he already knew Dong Zhengyu's intentions, but he understood Dong Zhengyu's abilities very clearly, going up would not only be a tough battle, but also not even his rank.
Without waiting for him to say more, Dong Zhengyu had already walked towards the stage. Mo Feng sighed in his heart, as his follower, Dong Zhengyu was really willing to do his best, and since Dong Zhengyu had already decided, he could no longer stop her.
"Eighth place, do you dare to fight!" Dong Zhengyu jumped onto the stage and said clearly.
"What?" The person who lost had already reached the eighth place mark and was still recovering. When he saw Dong Zhengyu challenge the arena, he immediately opened his eyes and became angry, it's fine if he's ranked seventh, but you still dared to challenge him despite being ninth, do you think he's easy to bully?
"You're courting death!" He roared and rushed up the stage, ignoring the rest of his injuries, he had to take back the last bit of face he had from Dong Zhengyu's body.
Dong Zhengyu looked at his opponent with a serious face. This was the person who was beaten down from the fifth floor, and he could not be underestimated.
"Do you need to continue your treatment?" Dong Zhengyu asked, even if the opponent was stronger than him, he did not want to take advantage of his.
"No need, let's fight!" The man roared, he wielded his sword and immediately rushed forward, causing all of the anger to surge towards Dong Zhengyu.
"30 Buddha swords!" Dong Zhengyu's face changed slightly as he roared and used his battle skill without hesitation. He understood the disparity between him and his opponent, if he had not used his full strength in the beginning, he probably would not even have had the chance.
"Ding ding ding!"
"Roar!"
Even though Dong Zhengyu used a battle skill, he was still suppressed by his opponent. The man in front of him growled, and vented all of his anger onto Dong Zhengyu.
Dong Zhengyu was completely not his opponent, he did not even have the strength to fight back, and his opponent was too strong. After all, he was ranked fifth, and Dong Zhengyu's strength belonged to the bottom ten ranks in the inner sect disciples.
"Zhengyu, admit defeat." Mo Feng said, although he did not want to say it, his life was more important, there was no need to care about the perseverance in his heart.
Dong Zhengyu clenched his teeth as blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He knew that he was not his opponent's match, and in order to prevent himself from suffering any serious injuries or even life-threatening injuries, he had no choice but to admit defeat.
"I recognize …" He opened his mouth with great difficulty. Under the opponent's berserk attacks, he did not even have the ability to open his mouth to speak.
"You want to admit defeat?" The man looked at Dong Zhengyu and laughed sinisterly. You dare to challenge him, trample on his dignity, and still want to admit defeat? Don't even think about it!
"Kneel before your father!" With a roar, all of his strength was released and his sword slashed out. Dong Zhengyu's expression changed greatly as he blocked the attack with his sword. The sword was instantly pressed against his shoulder and directly split apart his shoulder, pressing onto the white bones.
"AHH!" Dong Zhengyu roared out, his entire body trembling, he wanted to carry the man's sword and stand up, but he was suppressed, and directly forced to half kneel on the ground.
"Hmph." The man had an evil grin on his face. Even Mo Feng didn't have the guts to challenge something that was ranked last!
"Bam!"
After kicking Dong Zhengyu away, Mo Feng below the stage was already extremely anxious. Seeing Dong Zhengyu being sent flying, he moved his body and took a deep breath in preparation to catch him. Although he was injured, he was not seriously injured, and he would recover quickly, and there would not be any side effects.
"Shua!"
Just as Dong Zhengyu was about to fly out of the range of the stage, the man suddenly appeared in front of Dong Zhengyu and looked at Mo Feng who was below the stage, his face full of evil grin.
"Get the hell back!" With a loud roar, he kicked Dong Zhengyu back!
"Pfft!"
His strength was inferior to her in the first place, so how could Dong Zhengyu withstand these two kicks, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his Qi quickly declined, his face turning pale, his internal organs suffering heavy injuries!