Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

The disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect quickly caught Zhang Liancheng, and the disciples of Xuanxia Mountain also rushed forward at the first opportunity.

Zhang Liancheng was as cold as an ice sculpture, but he was still breathing. The Xiaoyao Sword Sect disciples were very dissatisfied when they saw this, but when they looked up at Wang Sheng's expression, the words of blame were instantly stuck in their mouths, and they were left with shock.

Wang Sheng was originally wearing a red shirt which was not noticeable, but now it was discovered that his clothes had long been torn, and his body was covered with wounds of varying sizes. The skin on his left hand seemed to have been scraped off, with tendons and flesh connected to bloody bones.

The most horrific injury was on the right side of the abdomen, where the ribs were visible and even the beating organs could be seen beneath the ribs.

Wang Sheng raised his ferocious left hand, pointed at Zhang Liancheng and said it was okay. He wanted to help Zhang Liancheng get rid of the frost on his body. After moving for a while, he found that he was also at his limit. He could only lean on the ice sword and force himself to stand. He wanted to turn around and ask for help, but found that the disciples of Xuanxia Mountain had surrounded him.

Seeing his own people coming, Wang Sheng no longer leaned on his sword. In order to prove that he could walk, he threw the sword away in a nonchalant manner, and then staggered.

Covered in blood, he forced himself to stand firmly and refused to let anyone support him.

"Uncle Chu," Wang Sheng shouted at the top of his voice, "Where is my Uncle Chu?"

"Here." Chu Yu replied in a deep voice, and the disciples made way for him. She looked at Wang Sheng's current appearance with a complicated look in her eyes, and raised her hand directly to help him pass the Xuan Qi.

Wang Sheng quickly rejected Chu Yu's help and said with difficulty: "Don't worry about me for now. Please help me remove the power of Xuanshuang from Zhang Liancheng. I'm afraid that I might accidentally kill my new buddy."

"Okay." Chu Yu agreed, winked at the disciples behind him, and walked towards Zhang Liancheng.

The disciples who received Chu Yu's signal quickly surrounded Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng instantly understood their intention.

"I'm not cured. Wait a minute, I'm fine."

Several disciples looked at each other and thought: This Senior Brother Wang Sheng is just stubborn, damn it.

"Wait a minute."

Wang Sheng refused his disciples' support, or rather, he refused anyone to touch him at this time.

He gasped and waited quietly for Chu Yu to wake Zhang Liancheng up.

After a while, Zhang Liancheng responded. His complexion improved a lot. He slowly opened his eyes and the first words he said were unexpected:

“Is this what summer feels like?”

He felt like he had been frozen for centuries.

The first words that greeted him were those of a shouting voice: "Zhang Liancheng, Zhang Liancheng?"

"Wang Sheng?" Zhang Liancheng looked around with a hazy eye and finally found a bloody man.

“Oh my god,” Zhang Liancheng was shocked by Wang Sheng’s current appearance. He said in surprise, “If the first person I saw when I opened my eyes was you, I would definitely think that I was dead.”

"Is this the point?" Wang Sheng's eyes were bright. He pointed at himself, then at Zhang Liancheng, and said, "I am still standing. I have been standing all the time. Your people can testify. And you are lying down. Doesn't this mean..."

Zhang Liancheng understood what he meant instantly, sighed, and said, "This time, you win, go and save your own life."

As soon as these words were spoken, thunderous applause broke out from the audience, and everyone cheered. It was really worth coming to Xiaoyuquan.

Wang Sheng was also willing to let his disciples support him.

In Wang Sheng’s eyes, the duel is not over until the opponent says “you win” in person.

To him, this was a duel between two people, and as long as it was not over, no one else could help him, so he refused everyone's treatment and support until he was sure he had won.

Chu Yu looked at Wang Sheng helplessly. He looked really miserable now. Every step he took left a bloody footprint and there was a pool of blood under his feet. Yet he was still so happy.

Mo Xuan on his shoulder felt that it was a bit cruel. Even carnivores couldn’t bear to watch this scene.

Someone below the ring began to shout Wang Sheng's name over and over again.

Before Wang Sheng walked off the stage, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Zhang Liancheng and asked, "Did you find any flaws in me just now?"

Zhang Liancheng, with the help of his disciples, turned back and thought seriously: "Does it count as talking too much? If I didn't talk nonsense with you, you wouldn't have so much time to freeze my Dantian."

Wang Sheng nodded and said, "Yes, but this way you will comprehend the sword intent more slowly, and I won't be too afraid of you without sword intent."

Zhang Liancheng laughed: "So the final outcome of this fight will still be you freezing my Dantian and forcing out my sword intent?"

Wang Sheng: "Yes, it's just a matter of time. I want you to display a stronger sword power than last time. I want to see if I can do it."

Zhang Liancheng laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, so you have helped me a lot, Wang Sheng. I look forward to fighting with you next time." After that, he took another look at Wang Sheng's left hand and abdomen, and said, "But before that, don't be disabled. I will add a new principle from now on: I will not fight with disabled people easily."

Wang Sheng didn't understand: "You wouldn't attack the elderly, children, women, and unarmed people, but why wouldn't you easily attack the disabled? Are you being hypocritical?"

Zhang Liancheng turned around and walked off the stage, leaving his back to me. He replied loudly, "If the cripple shamelessly asks me to beat him, I will still do it."

“You…” Wang Sheng was about to retort angrily, but the pain from the torn wound in his abdomen kept him from saying anything.

"Ahem...what a flexible principle."

Wang Sheng also turned around and was helped down by his disciples. Chu Yu was the first to jump off the stage, but was stopped by Wang Sheng:

"Chu Yu, how about it? I defeated the unsolvable thing like sword intent by myself. Does it count as my physique is not special enough? But I am still the number one in Xuanxia Mountain who can defeat the unsolvable thing?"

Isn’t Wang Sheng’s physique abnormal enough? The mutant frost can even freeze the profound energy. How many people envy him.

But he looked half dead now, so Chu Yu chose not to argue with him and just commented that he was "an incomprehensible madman."

“Hehe,” Wang Sheng suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth, nodded and said, “Master, your skill in praising people is like honey on your lips, which makes me feel warm inside. You see, you have both level and style…”

Before he could finish his words, he could no longer hold on and fell down with his head tilted back. His disciples quickly caught Wang Sheng.

The two groups hurriedly carried the person away. Chu Yu clearly felt that Wang Sheng's breath was weakening, so he started to breathe into him.

An elder from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect came to check on Zhang Liancheng's injuries. These elders had not appeared just now. They must have been watching the battle silently in the closed attics on the mountain, so that the sword practitioners could practice without pressure and eventually select the outstanding practitioners to obtain the qualification to study in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect for one year.

The duel between Wang Sheng and Zhang Liancheng was a small climax of Xiaoyuquan today. It completely ignited the place. Many people seemed to be touched by something. Whether they were amazed at Zhang Liancheng's talent for enlightenment or shocked by Wang Sheng's madness in seeking the truth, everyone felt that they had gained a lot from it. They were eager to fight and began to warm up and look for opponents.

The people at Xuanxia Mountain were busy carrying Wang Sheng back to Yuxia Peak. Many people gathered around them, and suddenly several inner sect elders appeared from the attic and came to check on Wang Sheng's injuries.

Yue Ling and Yue Han also came over. Yue Ling took a look at Wang Sheng, who was covered in blood, and felt that she couldn't bear to look at it.

"Why are you trying so hard, second brother? Why do you think Wang Sheng did this?"

Wang Sheng’s hideous wounds were reflected in Yue Han’s eyes, and the bright red figure looked like a ball of fire in his pupils.

He only muttered, "Is this the Frost Sword?"

Yue Ling: “What?”

"He has seen the power of swords and knives, and has been looking for a way to crack it, or a victory. He doesn't believe that there is something that is truly unsolvable. He believes that the only one who has no solution is himself." Yue Han looked at Wang Sheng without blinking, as if he was explaining it to Yue Ling, or as if he was talking to himself.

"I... understand," Yue Han lowered his head, "I'm not as good as him in these aspects."

Yue Ling frowned upon hearing this, and was about to comfort him when she heard her brother continue, "I just wanted to take over the name of Frost Sword. This has always been my goal, or it can be said that it was an idea that suddenly popped up out of dissatisfaction and arrogance. The starting point of this idea limited my vision."

“Pursue the path you believe in, and don’t get yourself stuck in a canoe for trivial matters.”

"Dongxuanzhou, I really came to the right place."

After hearing what her brother said, Yue Ling lowered her head. She didn't know what to say, but her brother just walked away.

After everyone took their injured disciples away, Xiaoyuquan returned to normal order, and sword practitioners from all walks of life began to invite others to compete with them.

Chu Yu stood with several inner sect elders. They were originally treating Wang Sheng's injuries, but suddenly they were all stunned and stopped what they were doing. Chu Yu was confused by their reaction for a moment, until one of the elders said "OK" to someone, then Chu Yu realized that someone must have sent them a message.

Sure enough, one of the female elders took out a soft blanket, which spread out automatically, and gently lifted Wang Sheng up and walked towards Yuxia Peak.

Chu Yu watched the elder take Wang Sheng away, then looked back and found Yue Ling waving at her from afar. She pointed to an arena and found Yue Han and a young swordsman sparring.

I wanted to go over and take a look, but suddenly a familiar voice appeared in the sea of ​​knowledge: "Chu Yu, you should follow them and come to Yuxia Peak."