A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 68

I could feel Zixiao struggling violently, desperately trying to break free from my palm.

After all, it is the second senior brother's magic weapon, and it is controlled by the second senior brother's divine sense. It doesn't mean that if I get it in my hand, it will become mine, and obey orders obediently.

In fact, as long as the second senior brother puts more effort into cultivating it on weekdays, it is impossible for it to fall into my hands so easily.

However, the second senior brother has too many magic weapons. He still has a new mount to train, eats and drinks, and has extra homework assigned to him by his family. How could he spend too much time on one magic weapon.

Even if it was a first-grade magic weapon that even monks in the Nascent Soul stage dreamed of, it was nothing extraordinary to the second senior brother.

And what I bet on is the fraternity of the second senior brother.

Now Zixiao is firmly clamped in my hand, even though the second senior brother is blushing at the other end, no matter how much he stomps his feet, the little sword still does not move at all.

But I don't have much time left.

The wound on the left rib is deep and bleeding all the time. Although it is not fatal, it will not be so if it drags on. I need a quick fix.

While thinking about me, he has already grasped Zixiao and chopped off at the Shanhe Fan in front of him.

What will happen when the sharpest spear meets the strongest shield?

Not only me, but even the disciples and elders who were watching the battle became tense, holding their breaths and concentrating on each other. At this moment, not a single sound was heard on the huge Five Fingers Peak.

Zixiao landed on the fan bone, making an ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clattering!

The powerful counter-shock force not only cracked my tiger's mouth this time, but also pulled the wound on my ribs, accelerating my blood loss.

But my eyes got brighter!
Because I saw an almost imperceptible crack on the Shanhe Fan, right where I just cut it!

This lifted my spirits!
There is a play!

The pain at the wound disappeared miraculously, and at this moment there was only one thought in my mind - I want to cut it off!

I want to cut off all the obstacles in front of me! ! !
So I drew the sword again!
Over and over again, repeatedly cutting to the same part, as if never getting tired!
Until the first-grade body protection magic weapon worth 360 million spirit stones in front of me was shattered by me with a scream, and it shattered from it. After that, it also returned to its original size and fled back to the waist of the second senior brother.

However, at this time, I was exhausted and on the verge of collapse.

Due to excessive blood loss, my body became weaker and weaker, and my limbs were cold, as if I was soaking in a cold pool again. What's more, my consciousness began to blur, and double images began to appear in front of my eyes. Shock possible.

I want to keep going, but I can't even take half a step.

Up to now, I can say that I have given up everything, and even standing has become an extremely difficult thing.

If you continue to fight, you may really die.

My body was shaking, waiting for the elder in charge of supervising the battle to stop the fight and announce my defeat.

This is the only thing I can do now.

However, I didn't wait for the final verdict, but I heard a voice full of expectation, "Go!"

At first, I thought it was Susu's vision coming out again, encouraging me and filling me with chicken soup, but soon the second "Go!" came out again, which was a completely different voice.

Then came the third sound, the fourth sound... At first it was sparse, but gradually the voices became louder and louder, and finally thousands of people shouted together, "Go! Go! Go! !!"

In the crowd, I saw the little senior brother jumping up and down angrily opening his swollen panda eyes, and I saw the master who was standing silently by the side clenched his fists, and even the senior brother who had been following the second senior brother as a follower , the corners of his mouth were twitching, he had to use all his strength to not be able to shout those two words with the others.

This scene is really magical.

Think about it, just six months ago, I was still shouted and beaten by everyone in Qing Yunzong because I provided wake-up service for everyone in the middle of the night.

After all, it’s hard to say whether there is any money for supporting the second senior brother, but there is definitely no money for supporting me.

But no matter whether you are born poor or noble, where you come from, who you worship under, and where you plan to go after graduation, as a member of all living beings, some simple feelings are always common.

I think at least at this moment, I have successfully passed on the belief in my heart through this battle.

Forget it, we have come to this point, it would be boring to care about life and death, why not just burn like this!

I'm stepping again!Go forward amidst the shouts of the crowd!forward!
The face of the second senior brother on the opposite side became a little ugly, and the dead wood finger lit up again, replenishing him with spiritual power continuously.

Even if he loses the two magic weapons of Zixiao and Shanhefan one after another, I know there must be other backhands hidden in him.

As the next successor of the Ma family and the future president of the Taobao Chamber of Commerce, it is impossible for him to only have three "mere" magic weapons.

And to be honest, I don't know how to deal with his next magic weapon. It's a miracle that I can still push forward now.

Don't talk about treasures, as long as the second senior brother walks up to me right now and pokes me lightly with a little finger, I will probably fall to the ground.

But whatever, I wasn't down before all this happened, so keep going!
When I reached the third step, I saw the second senior brother put his hand into his cuff, as if he was groping for something.

But at this moment, an old man in gray suddenly jumped onto the stage under the eyes of everyone.

He knelt down on one knee to the second senior brother, "Young master, stop, you will be in danger if you continue to fight."

"I'm in danger?!" The second senior brother laughed angrily at the words of the gray-clothed old man, no longer calm and calm as before, pointing at me and saying, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look, who the hell is it?" dangerous!"

The gray-clothed old man's face remained unchanged, "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This person is a desperado. He is brave and fierce. The young master has a great responsibility, so why bother to fight with him for a moment. When the Lord’s safety was entrusted to me, he promised me the right to make decisions on the fly. Now that the Mountain and River Fan has been destroyed, it’s time for me to make a move. Even if you don’t want to, young master, you can’t change anything..."

"You!" The second senior brother was about to go mad with anger, his chest heaved violently, and the fat on his body was trembling. I didn't hear what they said later, because at this time I had already used up my whole body. With the last effort, his vision went dark and he passed out.

(End of this chapter)