Immortal Cultivation

Lin Yi was directly repelled by Mo Zifeng's attack, but Lin Yi did not stop and continued to attack Mo Zifeng.

Many disciples present shook their heads, they were really fooled by Mo Zifeng.

If this continued, Mo Zifeng would soon seize the opportunity and kill him with one blow.

Mo Zifeng had already seen victory in front of him.

But...

Lin Yi seemed to be desperate.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

After being repelled, he never retreated, as if he would not give up until he defeated Mo Zifeng.

Mo Zifeng was initially happy, but now he was getting more and more solemn.

Because not only did he fail to seize the weakness exposed by Lin Yi, but Lin Yi's strength was getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, it was no longer Lin Yi who was retreating, but he was almost unable to bear it.

The disciples present, of course, saw the change in the situation.

Could it be that Lin Yi was stimulated and stimulated the potential of his body, and now his body was strengthening?

That's right.

When people lose their minds, they may expose many weaknesses, but on the contrary, won't they stimulate their potential?

The key is whether the exposed weaknesses are greater than the potential, or the potential is greater than the weaknesses.

In the current situation, Lin Yi's physical potential that has been stimulated is obviously higher than the exposed weaknesses.

And as the battle continues and the physical strength increases, the weaknesses will become smaller and smaller.

At this moment, Mo Zifeng regretted it very much. He didn't expect that this would help Lin Yi.

Now the pressure from Lin Yi's attack is getting greater and greater, and he can't bear it anymore, let alone counterattack.

Bang!

This time, a figure was thrown out directly, it was Mo Zifeng.

Mo Zifeng was shocked and tried his best to control his body.

But Lin Yi didn't give him a chance at all, and he had already come in front of him.

The fist attacked directly.

Bang!

Mo Zifeng fell heavily on the duel stage, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Stop!"

A voice shouted.

Because at this moment, Mo Zifeng was seriously injured by Lin Yi's heavy blow, but Lin Yi seemed to have lost his mind.

He continued to kill Mo Zifeng.

If this blow landed on Mo Zifeng, would Mo Zifeng still be alive?

Mo Zifeng was extremely terrified at this moment. If he died, what would be the use of Lin Yi being punished for breaking the rules of the competition?

Mo Zifeng wanted to dodge, but his seriously injured body could not move faster than Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's attack was about to hit Mo Zifeng, but a figure appeared directly in front of the two of them and shocked Lin Yi back.

Lin Yi was stunned, looked at the person who came, and then looked at Mo Zifeng.

He seemed to be gradually waking up.

"Elder, I don't mean to kill Mo Zifeng. It's really that Mo Zifeng's previous behavior was too despicable. I just want to seek justice, which caused this situation."

"Please understand, elder!"

This figure was the elder who presided over this duel. If it was just an ordinary disciple, he would never take action, after all, it was a violation of the rules.

But who made Mo Zifeng a true disciple with a high talent for cultivation?

If he was killed by Lin Yi like this, it would be a huge loss for the Biluo Sect.

"There are reasons for this, and it is understandable. You must strengthen your will in the future, and don't lose your mind when you are stimulated. You are not always so lucky."

Lin Yi bowed and said, "Yes, the disciple will follow the elder's teachings!"

The elder nodded.

He said loudly, "In this competition, Lin Yi, the outer disciple of the Dan Palace."

"Win!"

After saying that, the elder left directly.

But at this moment, the scene was silent. Although many disciples hoped that Lin Yi could defeat Mo Zifeng, they did not expect it to come true.

And the disciples who followed Mo Zifeng were even more unacceptable. The true disciple actually lost to an outer disciple. It was a great shame.

In just a moment, there was a tsunami of applause.

The people who shouted for Lin Yi, and the loudest were Hua Qingfeng and others.

But no matter how loud their voices were, they were drowned by the tidal sound.

Mo Zifeng fell into a stagnation.

He actually lost.

He actually lost.

Before the competition, he never expected such a result.

Facing a disciple of the seventh level of Qi training, he actually lost?

Puff!

Mo Zifeng couldn't bear such a blow and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Puff!

Puff!

He spit out two large mouthfuls of blood and fainted directly.

"Brother Mo, how are you?"

Mo Zifeng's followers immediately ran to the duel stage and shouted loudly for Mo Zifeng.

"Don't shout, Brother Mo just fainted, but Brother Mo is seriously injured now, and Brother Mo must be taken back for treatment immediately."

"Yes, yes, let's take Brother Mo to find the third elder quickly, otherwise if Brother Mo has problems, we can't avoid the blame."

Several people were about to take Mo Zifeng away.

Lin Yi said: "After Mo Zifeng wakes up, remember the previous bet and send me one million contribution points."

Puff!

Mo Zifeng, who was in a coma, spit out another large mouthful of blood.

Mo Zifeng's followers thought that Mo Zifeng had woken up and shouted, "Brother Mo, how are you?"

But Mo Zifeng still looked unconscious.

The disciples present shook their heads. Was he pretending to be unconscious?

First, he couldn't accept this kind of blow. Second, if he lost, he had to pay one million contribution points, which was the most important thing.

One million contribution points, what a huge number.

But it was impossible for Mo Zifeng to deny his debt.

This matter could be witnessed by the master of the Immortal Treasure Hall himself, so he could deny it.

He, Mo Zifeng, couldn't afford so many contribution points, so his master had to pay.

One million contribution points, even for Mo Zifeng's master, was a very huge amount.

Mo Zifeng would be in trouble.

Even if Mo Zifeng's master liked this disciple, he would not let him go easily.

Mo Zifeng's followers said to Lin Yi viciously: "Senior Brother Mo was so seriously injured because of you, and Senior Brother Mo's master will definitely not let you go, just wait."

Lin Yi clenched his fist and said, "Do you want to have a taste too?"

Several people stepped back vigilantly, fearing that Lin Yi would really attack them, but thinking of the position here, would he dare to really attack?

But he didn't dare to provoke Lin Yi again, and took Mo Zifeng away directly.

Lin Yi shouted: "Mo Zifeng, remember to send my million contribution points here, but as soon as possible, otherwise I will go to the senior master of the Immortal Treasure Palace to seek justice."

Puff!

Mo Zifeng spurted out another mouthful of blood. If this happened again, he would probably spit blood and die.

Lin Yi thought to himself: "Do you want to stimulate it again?"

Forget it, don't lose the million contribution points.

Mo Zifeng's life, in Lin Yi's eyes, is not worth a million contribution points.

Qian Buchu came to Lin Yi and said: "Brother Lin, if you defeat Mo Zifeng, you will be a true disciple."