C118 (1/2)

However, in these battles, the majority of the disciples from the library were either crippled or killed by the other party.

Among them was Yu Zheng, whose cultivation had been crippled.

Squeak, squeak...

Yi Zhou clenched his teeth so hard that they made creaking sounds, while a scarlet color spread out from his pure white teeth. His expression was ferocious, and was evidently extremely angry.

It was obvious that Dongkun of the Shaking King's Palace had long colluded with the five experts of the Royal Clan. After these few rounds of battle, the majority of the disciples of the Book Lodge were already heavily injured.

This was not the way to go about it. Elder Yu frowned.

Beside him, the Elder Ye had also arrived. His complexion was also extremely unsightly. It was obvious that this was the royal family's home ground. They could only look on helplessly as their disciples were injured one after another.

Why did the child, SuiTian, not show himself? Old Ye clutched the corner of his shirt with a grave expression on his face. Although he was used to being free and unfettered, he was not a sloppy person. There was no reason for him to not return to the study room when something like this happened.

Looking at Old Ye, Old Yu tried to comfort him. Don't worry, that child Zongtian will be fine.

Just as they were chatting, Dongkun from the Hall of Shaking once again walked onto the platform.

The fighting intent around his body raged, his clothes flapping, his black hair flying, and his sharp eyebrows exuding a mad god's pride.

Everyone present stared at Dong Kun with their mouths agape. They only saw the latter slowly raise his gaze, and as expected, throw his gaze towards the South Stream Temple.

It went without saying that Dong Kun wanted to challenge the disciples of the South Stream Temple.

He didn't need to indicate who he was going to challenge. That was because, regardless of who he was, he, Dong Kun, didn't put them in his eyes.

Even Yi Zhou and Gu Lingwei could not do it.

F * ck, he's going too far! A student from the study room shouted in indignation. If this was the case, how could he still have any face?

I'll do it.

Yi Zhou's indifferent voice came out, after that, he stepped forward, and was about to step onto the stage.

Mo Fan, you've already fought many matches and you need to rest. Lin Meng Ruo tried to stop him.

That's right, Brother Mo Fan. Yan Qingqing echoed.

Yi Zhou also hesitated for a moment. His aura was indeed a bit fake, and with his current condition, he might not even be able to defeat Dong Kun.

I'll go. Saying that, Yan Chen took a step forward.

However, Yan Chen was stopped by Gu Lingwei.

With so many pairs of eyes waiting to see the study as a joke, you are not a person of the study, so you are not suitable. Gu Lingwei said.

After speaking, Gu Lingwei lightly nodded her head. This battle, let her handle it.

But at this moment, a voice sounded out. Senior Sister Gu, I can't stand for a woman to make a move the most.

Turning his head back, he saw Yi Chen's figure flash as he unhesitatingly stepped onto the battle stage, facing Dong Kun from afar.

Yi Chen. Gu Lingwei shouted.

However, Yi Chen ignored him.

He couldn't bear to see a woman make a move against him. There were men in the study.

If Gu Lingwei made a move, how would the people of the Royal Capital view the study room? Do I have to rely on women at critical moments?

Apart from Gu Lingwei, this battle could only be fought against his sixth son, Yi Chen.

Looking at Yi Chen's figure, Yi Zhou and the others all broke out in a cold sweat, looking extremely worried for Yi Chen.

On the battling platform, Yi Chen and Dong Kun released their fighting intent. They looked at each other with their sharp eyes.

The chill was oppressive.

The lord hallmaster He Gufeng coldly laughed, after this, there would be no more chances for him to enter the study hall.

Luo Tian Xing remained calm, as if everything was within his expectations.

Luo Mubai had a complicated expression on his face. Was the Royal Clan really that determined? However, he couldn't change anything.

Luo Xixi looked at Yi Chen with her beautiful eyes. At this moment, he had truly become serious. He was acting for Yu Zheng, for the library, for the bottom line in his heart.

Kill! Suddenly, an angry shout rang out from the stage. Yi Chen's body flashed, and a terrifying Spiritual Energy light scattered from his hands as he charged towards Dong Kun.

I can't be bothered to play with you, I'll just break both of your arms.

Dong Kun spoke indifferently. After which, a berserk and shocking Spiritual Energy gathered at his fingertips. A rumbling sound rang out across the entire world and the entire Four Corners Battlestage started to tremble.

Buzz! Buzz!

Following the convergence of the vast Spiritual Energy s, an incomparably large sword image slowly appeared in front of Dong Kun.

When that black coloured sharp sword appeared, a monstrous Spiritual Energy instantly appeared and wreaked havoc. Even the air was filled with the sound of something shattering.

The gazes of everyone stiffened. This sword strike was filled with the vast majority of Dongkun's power. If it truly landed on Yi Chen's body, he would definitely be unable to withstand it.

The expressions of Yi Zhou, Gu Lingwei, Yu Zheng and the rest all changed drastically, and their sharp eyes froze for a moment.

Yi Chen, quickly admit defeat! Yi Zhou and the rest all started to shout.

However, Yi Chen didn't care.

Admit defeat?

Impossible.

A hint of contempt appeared on the corner of Dong Kun's mouth. Then, he flicked his finger.

Rumble …

In the next moment, everyone saw a resplendent silver blade of light shuttling through the air.

It was like a thunderbolt.

Without any surprise, Yi Chen's body was directly blasted out and deeply embedded into the battle stage. At this moment, the battle stage instantly cracked and collapsed. One could imagine how terrifying the power was.

Cripple your hands.

Dong Kun said indifferently. After which, his body flashed, transforming into a silver light that rushed towards the battle stage. The fist once again smashed downwards, and the Spiritual Energy storm that enveloped his body also swept out, bringing the shattered rocks on the battle stage flying.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the spirit energy gushed out, the stage started to crumble and crumble. For a moment, dust filled the air.

Countless people closed their eyes.

That scene was truly a tragic sight.

Yi Zhou's eyes were crimson red and flickering. He tightly clenched his fists, and with a creaking sound, his entire body was filled with endless sharpness.