C53 Birth and Death
C53 Birth and Death
Without a doubt, Zheng Yan had encountered a situation where his cultivation technique had been suppressed.
Indeed!
Just as Su Ling was in the middle of his thoughts, Zheng Yan used the Earth Splitting Palm and hit the young man's fist that was as hot as lava.
BOOM!
Soon after, a terrifying explosion was heard.
Smoke and dust rose from the Fighting Stage.
Passing through the smoke and dust, everyone faintly saw a figure, which was falling towards the Fighting Stage. That figure was rather fat, without a doubt, it was Fatty Zheng.
"Tsk tsk, I'll cripple you."
The moment Fatty Zheng was sent flying, the skinny monkey like teenager coldly snorted. With a vicious expression, he charged towards Fatty Zheng.
"You, you …"
Fatty Zheng's face instantly turned pale. At this moment, his Fighting Stage had not dropped, in other words, his battle with the young man was still continuing.
If that young man really crippled him at this moment, the only thing he could do was to be crippled for nothing, and not be able to use Sword King Pavilion to find that young man for revenge.
"You damned fatty, if I have to blame you, I can only blame you for being that bastard's good friend!"
His cunning eyes were filled with ruthlessness. The skinny monkey-like young man rushed to Fatty Zheng's side, clenched his right hand into a fist and the Mystical Qi in his body turned into burning hot lava. Then, he threw a heavy punch towards Fatty Zheng.
Looking at his fist, which was as hot as lava, Fatty Zheng's eyes were sad and filled with despair, but he did not show any sign of weakness.
Su Ling was not trash, nor was he a bastard. He was Fatty Zheng's good friend. This had never changed in Fatty Zheng's mind.
"If you have the guts, then just smash laozi to death. Otherwise, when laozi recovers, laozi will definitely kill you."
Fatty Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was unwilling to admit defeat. He stared coldly at the young man, and soon after, Fatty Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood onto the young man's face.
"That damned fatty!" "Die!"
After being spat on the face by Fatty Zheng, the young man immediately became extremely angry, and smashed his right fist towards Fatty Zheng's head.
But just at this moment, in that moment of life and death, a figure suddenly appeared at the side of the Fighting Stage and directly grabbed onto Fatty Zheng's clothes, pulling him down from the Fighting Stage.
"Fatty Zheng, laozi came to save you."
A familiar voice sounded beside Fatty Zheng's ear.
Fatty Zheng fell onto the ground with a loud crash. The puddle of fat on his body almost broke.
"Fuck, laozi is still fighting, what are you doing here?"
Fatty Zheng was in excruciating pain all over. He was enduring the pain with an ugly expression on his face. He stared at Su Ling and shouted.
"Pah!"
At this moment, Su Ling didn't bother to explain anymore. He slapped Fatty Zheng on the shoulder and said, "I understand."
Fatty Zheng was silent. He suddenly turned his head and the flesh on his face suddenly shook.
Seeing Fatty Zheng's actions, Su Ling couldn't help but smile. He knew Fatty Zheng wasn't angry, but he couldn't easily let that young man go.
Su Ling's expression immediately darkened. His eyes were as cold as ice. He stared at the skinny, monkey-like young man and coldly said, "I admit defeat in his place."
"Hmph, who do you think you are?"
The skinny monkey-like youth coldly snorted.
"Hehe, if you are unwilling for me to give up on his behalf, then let me continue the match with you on his behalf. How about it?"
Su Ling couldn't help but frown as he chuckled.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, the skinny, monkey-like young man was immediately stunned. He immediately turned his head around, and subconsciously looked at the remote location of the Martial Arts Training Field.
Su Ling, the Soul Force is very powerful! Even though it was just a fleeting glance, he was still able to catch it. He also looked in that direction and saw Zhang Jin looking at him with a face full of smiles. Then, Zhang Jin took out the five fingers of his right hand and placed them together, making a slicing motion on his neck.
At this moment, Su Ling immediately understood that this skinny monkey-like young man in front of him was arranged by that old fart, Zhang Jin.
No wonder why that young man was so ruthless towards Fatty Zheng. He must have been ordered by Zhang Jin.
Without a doubt, the reason why Zhang Jin arranged for this young man to participate in the Sword King Pavilion Assessment was to kill Su Ling.
Thinking about this, Su Ling couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his right hand and gave Zhang Jin a middle finger as he said with disdain: "Old fart, I, Su Ling, will remember this grudge."
"Damn it!" Damn it! "Go, I want you to kill him for me!"
At this moment, Zhang Jin's anger had reached its peak. He glared fiercely at Su Ling and said furiously.
The skinny, monkey-like young man standing on top of the Fighting Stage naturally understood what Zhang Jin was talking about. He smiled, looked at Du Yanshan who was not far away, and loudly said: "The battle earlier is not over, let him represent that damn fatty on the stage. How about it?"
Du Yanshan had been watching the fight from the side since the start. He knew that if it wasn't for Su Ling saving Fatty Zheng in time, Fatty Zheng would be dead by now. However, Du Yanshan did not stop Su Ling.
"But …"
Du Yanshan said simply.
"Eldest Brother, won't this break the rules?"
At this moment, Sun Qian, who was standing next to Du Yanshan, was momentarily stunned.
"Hur hur."
Du Yanshan laughed lightly. He narrowed his eyes, stared at Sun Qian, and said: "This time, Sword King Pavilion is only used to recruit the most talented disciple. As for how this disciple was chosen, do you think that it's very important?"
After hearing Du Yanshan's explanation, Sun Qian immediately went silent.
"There are no rules in the Fighting Stage competition, one can live while the other can die."
Du Yanshan took a step forward, his half-closed eyes immediately flashed with a cold light, and said: "But if one side leaves the Fighting Stage, then the battle will have to stop. But amongst the participants, if anyone dares to kill someone under the Fighting Stage, I will definitely not let them off lightly. "
With that said, Du Yanshan's body shook. The tyrannical Mystical Qi, with Du Yanshan as the center, spread out in all directions.
At this moment, the atmosphere around the Fighting Stage, suddenly became heavy. Du Yanshan's strength was indeed incomparable!
"Do you understand?"
Du Yanshan said coldly.
"Understood!"
At this time, all of the participants, including Su Ling, understood the rules of the first round of Sword King Pavilion competition.
In terms of Fighting Stage, one could kill the other party, but as long as the other party left the Fighting Stage, that would mean that the battle would end as well.
"Don't worry!" I won't give you the chance to leave the Fighting Stage. Because, the moment you step on Fighting Stage, I will cripple both your legs. I want you to die! "
That skinny, monkey-like young man was obviously the one that Zhang Jin invited to kill Su Ling. He originally thought that it would be a while before he would meet Su Ling.
But now, to his surprise, Su Ling unexpectedly did not fear death and came up to challenge him on behalf of Fatty Zheng.
This was simply suicidal.