Breaking the Day

Naturally, Ma Ce didn't dare to stab Han Tianxing with a single sword. He pierced the palm of Han Tianxing's left hand with the sword, and nailed his hand to the ground.

Han Tianxing let out a horrible grunt, but forcibly resisted without making a scream, but his body trembled, but his eyes were still staring at Ma Ce, the hatred in his eyes grew stronger.

Li Chengfeng wanted to rush up but was held tightly by Zhao Xiaobao. Li Chengfeng turned around and glared at Zhao Xiaobao: "Do you want to watch him die?"

Zhao Xiaobao begged in a low voice, "Master, if you rush up like this, although you can save the journey, but...he will live in pain for the rest of his life!"

Li Chengfeng said angrily: "If he is dead, there will be no future!"

Zhao Xiaobao whispered bitterly: "But Master, you can help this time, can you help him next time, can you always help him? You once said to me: People always rely on themselves."

This sentence left Li Chengfeng in a daze, and he was speechless for a long while.

He knew that what Zhao Xiaobao said was reasonable. If he rushed to save Han Tianxing, although he could save Han Tianxing’s life, he was forcibly interrupted by himself when he was preparing to fight to the death and eventually led to him losing the battle. Left a great shadow on Han Tianxing.

But... if Han Tianxing really died in the ring, Li Chengfeng felt that he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

When he was struggling with pain, the arbitration on the sidelines wanted to stop the fight, but Han Tianxing seemed to have expected him to behave like this. He shouted at the arbitration: "No! I haven't lost yet!"

Most practitioners cherish their lives, and no one will joke about their lives. Therefore, when a monk firmly refuses to admit defeat in the ring, the arbitration cannot easily interrupt the battle.

Seeing that Han Tianxing refused to admit defeat, the arbitration had to stand by and look at him coldly.

Seeing that Han Tianxing would not admit defeat, Ma Ce grinned and pressed down the long sword in his hand. The long sword sizzled through the back of Han Tianxing's hand, and blood flowed out of Han Tianxing's palm, gradually pulling the entire Tianlong sword The sword body is dyed red.

"Give up, give up!" Ma Ce's eyes protruded like goldfish, staring at Han Tianxing with a grim face. "You said you are a trash, what do you want to do if you don't admit defeat!"

"A person like you! Do you still want to make a comeback, and you still want to go to heaven! Don't think that if you have a powerful person next to you, you can fly into the sky! Don't dream!!"

Ma Ce thrust the long sword down, and stomped Han Tianxing's head with his feet. He gritted his teeth and said with resentment: "People like you should stay in the mud, stay in the pit, Stepped on, beaten by someone! What's wrong with bullying you! What's wrong with hitting you! Which one of us who hides the Qing Pavilion here is not here! Why are you an exception?"

"You are a villain who eats inside and out, with a long brain!"

Just looking at Ma Ce's expression and listening to his tone, it seemed that Han Tianxing was the one who abused him, and his full of hatred wanted to vent to Han Tianxing.

But even Ma Ce himself didn't notice it, his heart was about to be ignited by anger at this time!

Because when he first entered the Tibetan Pavilion, wasn't he just like Han Tianxing, full of blood and passion, full of hope and motivation, eager to get ahead, eager to prove himself?

What can greet him is the endless ravages and dark abuses!

Ma Ce also tried to escape, but he was captured again and again, and he was ravaged even more severely again and again. In the end he was desperate and gave up his life!

After he gritted his teeth for more than ten years, he finally turned from a disciple who had just started to become an veteran brother...At this time, the brothers who bullied him finally told him: Why are they bullying him!

Because this is the rules of the Cangqing Pavilion, let them know the cruelty of cultivation, let them know the insurmountable barriers of respect and insurrection in the spiritual world, and let them know that they are useless and cannot survive without the Cangqing Pavilion!

Zangqing Pavilion is a gathering place for disciples from the bitter cold. Among them, there are disciples with outstanding talents, but more are disciples with less outstanding talents, although if they are given a chance, they can all grow up.

But the resources are extremely limited, and the Lingshan faction cannot give each of them a chance, let alone distribute the resources equally. They can only concentrate their resources on the most talented people, train them, let them grow up and become top-level practitioners, let them rise above others, and the carp jumps the dragon gate!

This will attract more poor disciples to come to Zangqing Pavilion one after another, fighting desperately to get ahead.

But those more disciples who don’t have the accumulation of resources know that they can’t climb up, but they absolutely can’t tolerate other people climbing on top of themselves. They are even more afraid of those new beginner disciples who have amazing talents, suddenly they have Climbing on his head in a day will not only make him look up to his nose, but also make the limited resources of the Zangqing Pavilion even scarcer.

Therefore, every year when they enter the school, they will desperately suppress and bully the new entry disciples, and those disciples who are already ahead and hopeful will not intervene to change this situation, even if they have been hurt by it and vowed to eradicate the vice, But after they climbed up, they all changed: no monk would be willing to share the food in the bowl with the people below.

It's not that they don't want to, but they don't dare!

The people of Zangqing Pavilion opened more than 1,000 mouths when they were young, and more than 3,000 mouths when they were long. How about that person after feeding this person? Feed that person, what about this person?

The monks are not ordinary people. They only need to feed one mouth and they can sit back and relax. Every monk is a giant gold swallowing beast, that is, all the resources in the world are piled on the heads of the disciples of the Tibetan Qing Pavilion, and it is impossible to support these two at the same time. Thousands of major practitioners.

The saint said: Hearing that there is a state-owned family, he will not suffer from inequality and poverty but uneasy.

This is the truth that the world only serves one person with ten thousand people, but there has never been a principle that one person serves ten thousand people.

So, slowly, this has become the rules and customs of the Zangqing Pavilion. Ma Ce thinks that he came here like this. Why should I have suffered such a pain, you Han Tianxing can be an exception?

What's more hateful is that Han Tianxing actually found a backer after escaping! Someone is willing to stand up for him and take him to practice!

It is really tolerable, which is unbearable!

Why don't we have such good luck? How can you Han Tianxing, how can you have such good luck!

When Ma Ce thought of this, he was like a hundred insects eating his heart, envy and hatred!

When Ma Ce pierced the Tianlong Sword in his hand deeply into the back of Han Tianxing's hand for two-thirds, Han Tianxing suddenly grabbed the Tianlong Sword near the hilt with his hands, and pulled it out with force to prevent Ma Ce from going down. Continue to penetrate.

But Ma Ce grinned and pressed the Heavenly Dragon Sword down little by little, and at the same time twisted the Heavenly Dragon Sword, making Han Tianxing feel the piercing pain.

Outside the court, Li Chengfeng was angry, but calmed down instead. He just gritted his teeth and stared at Ma Ce, silently keeping this account in his heart.

At this time, the arbitration on the sidelines couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but said: "Stop! This one..."

"No!!!" Han Tianxing suddenly uttered a roar, like an injured and crazy beast, "I haven't lost yet!! I won't admit defeat!! There is no disciple of Cangjian Pavilion who admits defeat!!"

The arbitrator looked at Han Tianxing with complicated eyes, sighed softly, and said, "Don't stick to it fearlessly. If this goes on, you will die!"

Han Tianxing looked up desperately, his eyes red: "You can't get ahead, you can't repay gratitude in the mud. What's the difference with a beast! What's the difference between being dead!!"

Matze laughed wildly and said: "Okay, I will fulfill you!!"

After all, he tried to pull out the Heavenly Dragon Sword, but when he pulled out half of the long sword, he couldn't pull it anymore. Ma Ce was taken aback to see that the body of the Heavenly Dragon Sword was already covered with blood, which was originally blue. The sword body is now bright red and dazzling.

The blood is flowing on the blade, tumbling, and boiling. They flow to the point of the sword, flow up and down the back of the sword, and flow to the hilt. The cycle repeats, and the body of the sword becomes brighter and brighter. , The blood was rolling more and more violently, and the body of the Tianlong Sword shook and trembled, so that Ma Ce felt like he was holding the reins of an uncontrollable monster in his hand!

Suddenly, the Heavenly Dragon Sword frantically broke free from Ma Ce's control. It rose from the ground and soared into the sky. It drew an arc in the sky and made a sound of dragons that vibrated all directions, and then it fell from the sky. A loud bang blasted in front of Han Tianxing, instantly blasting Ma Ce out, and at the same time blasting a huge deep pit from the ring!