Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Chu Tian held the long sword and looked at the monk holding the sword.

The monk instantly felt a surge of fear in his heart and fell down with a "pop".

At this time, the elder of the Blood Demon Cult in the Convergence Realm had also rushed into the competition platform, grabbed the body-forging monk by the back collar, and lifted him up.

"You bastard! The tip of Miss Lin's sword is pressed against your neck! Didn't you see it? How dare you do it!"

Upon hearing this, the monk subconsciously touched his neck and found that the skin on his neck and shins had been punctured and a trace of blood had flowed out. If Lin Wanyu had sheathed her sword even half a minute later, he would have died.

Thinking of this, the monk was so frightened that his legs weakened and he almost fell down again.

He looked at Lin Wanyu, his eyes full of fear and guilt.

"Ms. Lin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it!"

Chu Tian looked at the scars on Lin Wanyu's arm with a trace of remorse in his eyes. Previously, he thought that Lin Wanyu would not be injured if he arranged for an eighth-grade body-forging monk to fight against Lin Wanyu, so he did not let the system calculate.

But now it seems that Chu Tian still thought too simply. After the girl pointed the tip of her sword at the opponent's neck and shin, she gave up all offense and defense, thinking that the opponent should admit defeat.

But the other party struck directly with a sword. In that case, even a sword strike from a body-building monk was enough to cut off Lin Wanyu's arm directly. By then, Lin Wanyu's entire arm would be useless.

Turning to look at the monk, Chu Tian could see that the monk had made an unintentional mistake, but if he were to let him go like this, Chu Tian was worried that if he behaved too kindly, those who competed with Lin Wanyu later would do whatever it took, and Wanyu would suffer even more.

Many injuries.

Lin Wanyu seemed to see the murderous intent in Chu Tian's eyes, and immediately reached out and grabbed Chu Tian's sleeve.

"Master, I, I'm fine."

Chu Tian looked at Lin Wanyu behind him, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

This girl is still too kind after all.

Kindness is a beautiful virtue, but in this world where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected, having kindness is doomed to not go far.

"If you had hurt Wanyu during a normal competition, I would definitely not say anything. In this world, the strong will live and the weak will die. But you violated the rules by taking action after the outcome was determined.

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Chu Tian looked at the monk with a cold face, without any expression.

"I think it was an unintentional mistake on your part, and Wanyu pleads for mercy for you. I'll give you two choices, either to destroy your cultivation or to lose an arm. Choose for yourself!"

Hearing this, the monk felt his whole body tremble, and then looked at his arm.

And everyone in the spectator seats immediately became excited.

"Holy shit, that bastard is so lucky, he dared to hurt my Goddess Lin, even breaking his arm would be considered easy!"

"Come on, come on, it's almost done. You, Goddess Lin, only had a cut on your arm, but the monk was forced to cut off one of his arms! Don't you know which one is more serious than an arm or a cut?"

"That's your grandma's fart! If Goddess Lin's master hadn't arrived in time, the thing that was broken would have been my Goddess Lin's arm! If you broke one of his arms, it would be fine if you didn't kill him!"

"So what, isn't it okay in the end? You have to be merciful and merciful, why should you be so unrelenting and want to cut off someone's arm? Can't we just forget about it!"

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Just when everyone was arguing, a cry suddenly came.

"ah!!"

With a shout, the monk directly raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it down, cutting off his entire arm, and a burst of blood spattered out.

Then the monk knelt down with a "pop" sound, touched his severed arm with one hand, and kowtowed to Chu Tian and Lin Wanyu.

"Thank you, thank you, Lord Pavilion, thank you, Miss Lin."

After saying that, he was directly taken away by the elders of the Blood Demon Sect on the side.

Lin Wanyu looked at the severed arm left on the competition platform and felt an unspeakable emotion welling up in her heart, and she didn't know how to express it.

"If the sword fell just now, your arm would be broken here."

Hearing this, Lin Wanyu lowered her head. She knew very well that Chu Tian was right. If Chu Tian had not appeared in time, her own arm would have been broken on the competition platform.