Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

Noticing the gazes from all around, Lin Hao raised his head for a rare moment, looked at the audience with a gentle smile, and kindly explained, "Senior Brother Shi just woke up, so let's continue the duel."

Shi Tingfeng, who felt like he was about to faint again, wanted to explain, but his jaw had been broken by Lin Hao, so he couldn't explain clearly even if he wanted to.

The feeling of powerlessness of wanting to explain but not being able to do so almost made Shi Tingfeng pass out.

He would rather faint than be watched by so many people.

But Lin Hao, that bastard, stuffed a wake-up pill into his mouth before beating him up, making it impossible for him to faint.

This pill cannot heal physical injuries, it is a pill specifically for refreshing the mind.

In other words, Shi Tingfeng can only endure the pain in his body while being sober.

“Aaaaah!”

While Lin Hao was talking to the disciples below the stage, Shi Tingfeng wanted to shout: I give up!

But he couldn't close his mouth, so he couldn't say these three words clearly.

The disciples below looked hesitantly at Shi Tingfeng, who was lying on the ground with his hands and feet in strange postures, as if he was broken.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Senior Brother Lin, what is Senior Brother Shi talking about?"

The smile on Lin Hao's face did not diminish in the slightest.

He glanced at Shi Tingfeng lying on the ground indifferently, and calmly punched him in the stomach, which earned him a loud scream.

After throwing the punch, Lin Hao turned to the disciples below the stage and said, "It's okay, your Senior Brother Shi is scolding me."

The disciple: "..."

If I could wipe the blood off my face, this statement might be more convincing.

The blood on Lin Hao's face, coupled with that calm smile, always made the disciple think that he saw a murderous devil.

The disciple was frightened by his own thoughts and couldn't help shuddering. After hesitating for a moment, he mustered up the courage to speak: "But..."

The disciple just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Lin Hao: "Don't worry, Junior Brother. Look at how energetic Senior Brother Shi is and how loud he shouted just now. These two points also show that he is fine. And Senior Brother Shi has not admitted defeat, so the competition is not over yet."

This is indeed the rule of the arena. Unless one party voluntarily admits defeat or faints, the fight is not over yet.

This disciple naturally knew this rule, and when he heard Lin Hao mention it, he didn't know what to say.

He just turned his gaze to Shi Tingfeng and said reluctantly: "Brother Shi, if you can't bear it, just admit defeat. Although it is embarrassing to admit defeat in the Nascent Soul stage, it is not..." It is not as embarrassing as being beaten by a Nascent Soul stage in public without any ability to fight back.

Shi Tingfeng's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

Is it that he doesn't want to admit defeat?

The prerequisite for admitting defeat is that you must be able to say "I admit defeat" completely.

But is this possible for Shi Tingfeng, who can't close his mouth now?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Shi Tingfeng actually rolled his eyelids and showed signs of fainting.

Seeing this, Lin Hao quickly delivered another punch.

"what!"

The sudden pain made Shi Tingfeng wake up instantly and let out a scream.

This tragic scene made the faces of the disciples below the stage twisted, as if they also felt how much pain Shi Tingfeng was in at the moment.

The disciples below were so shocked by Lin Hao that they didn't even dare to breathe.

If it was an ordinary Nascent Soul stage, people might still try to stop him.

But the Nascent Soul stage in front of him first defeated the late Nascent Soul stage with one move, and now he is unilaterally beating the Spirit Transformation stage.

Faced with such an evil god, only a fool would be willing to be the first to stand out.

Everyone looked at each other, waiting for the other to take the initiative to be the fool, but no one moved.

Even the stubborn disciple from before stayed at home obediently. Even though he won the bet by chance last time, he still learned a lesson.

You only have one life, so you'd better cherish it.

Seeing that no one stepped forward, the others pretended to know nothing and began to look left and right, not daring to look at the arena out of guilt.

Anyway, Cang Hai Wu Ya has a rule that disciples are not allowed to kill each other.

With this rule in place, Lin Hao should be more restrained.

Should...should be the case, right?

The originally bustling arena could now only hear Shi Tingfeng's screams and the "bang bang" sounds of fists hitting flesh.

After a long time, Shi Tingfeng's cries became weaker and weaker, and the effect of the pill in his mouth gradually disappeared.

Lin Hao stopped swinging his fists, rubbed his wrists, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then bent down and spoke to Shi Tingfeng who was about to fall into a coma.

"Brother Shi, get well soon. Don't forget to take care of the weapons tomb. Otherwise, I will think that you haven't competed with me enough and we can have another exchange outside. I don't have any experience this time, so I will definitely 'entertain' you well next time."

Lin Hao emphasized the word "entertainment" very much, and his words, which were slightly murderous, made Shi Tingfeng shudder.

He regretted very much now, regretting that he should not have provoked this evil god.

Should I say he is indeed Lin Jinxing's junior apprentice? Neither of the two brothers is easy to mess with!

But did I forget something?

Shi Tingfeng fainted before he could finish thinking about this question.

Lin Hao ignored Shi Tingfeng who had fainted and left.

After seeing Lin Hao leave, the disciples in the audience hurriedly carried Shi Tingfeng to Lingcao Hall.

Inside the Lingcao Hall, before Fei Xue had treated Chen Xu's injuries, she saw Shi Tingfeng being carried in.

Fisher fell silent as she looked at the two people in different miserable situations.

Did Wan Dao Zong offend someone?

Why were these two Wandao Sect disciples beaten so badly?

At the same time, Fei Xue couldn't help but worry. Will Senior Sister Qing be okay?

Demon world.

Mingyuan supported his head with his left hand and looked at the four guardians and Meishu in the audience with a gloomy face.

"Hasn't there been any news from Mo Ting yet?"

The five people lowered their heads and did not answer. No one wanted to be the first to stand out and bear the wrath of the Palace Master.

But the actions of several people have already explained everything.

Ming Yuan's fists clenched the armrest so tightly that veins bulged.

"Crack!"

The armrests of the chair were broken by Ming Yuan, but his eyes did not move away from the people below.

The blue veins on his forehead were throbbing, like a volcano that would erupt at any time.

He threw the armrest that he had just broken at the five people.

The five of them lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, let alone dodge.

At this time, the handrail thrown at them, only Mu Jin deviated slightly to the left and blocked Mei Shu.

Finally, the armrest hit Ada, and the exposed skin on his left chest turned slightly red.

For Ada, who has thick skin and flesh, this injury is like a bug bite.

Ah Da was the only one present who dared to look directly into Ming Yuan at this moment.

He opened his clear and stupid eyes, and seemed to have no idea what was going on.

He raised his hand and scratched the place that had been hit red by the handrail, then tilted his head and looked at Mingyuan in confusion.

Mingyuan was even more furious when he saw Ah Da's stupid look.