Heavy suppression
In the previous Academy Competition, every Large Competition was staggered. Even if you participated in all of them, there would not be a situation where the time would overlap.
However …
This year was different.
The eighteen Martial Arts Academies discussed and changed the way the Academy Competition was conducted in the past.
Moreover.
The main point was that the other competitions had not changed. Only the team ranking competition, the Alchemy competition, and the individual competition were held at the same time.
Without a doubt, this was obviously aimed at Long Fei.
He was dead set on him!
Right now, Chen Tianfei and the other six were heavily injured and would not be able to recover in a day or two. In other words, only Long Fei, Song Chien-chien, and Linglong were left in the Wild Dragon Squad.
How could they compete in the team competition?
Could they still compete?
It was basically impossible.
Chen Tianfei was heavily injured, Blade was heavily injured, Wang Qingshan and Zheng Qingsong were all heavily injured. Amongst the seven of them, only Xiao Ying, Datura Datura, and Han Xueji were slightly less injured.
However …
If Chen Tianfei and the other three were unable to compete due to their injuries, then Long Fei's plan would be completely ruined.
Chen Tianfei's defense, Blade's advance, Wang Qingshan's sword arts, and Zheng Qingsong's formation were all indispensable to Long Fei's plan.
This time … It was as if Long Fei had lost an arm.
If he lost in the team competition, then he would not be able to get three godly scores, and he would not be able to get five thousand points, and he would not be able to establish a new Martial Courtyard.
This move of the Pan Family was extremely sinister and ruthless, directly stabbing into Long Fei's fatal spot.
At the same time, it made Long Fei extremely unhappy. He clenched his fists tightly, clenching them tightly, and the killing intent in his heart was extremely strong.
Chen Tianfei forcefully stood up and said: "Boss, I'm fine, I can still fight."
Before he could finish speaking, his body swayed. If he did not support himself against the wall, he would have fallen to the ground. How could he fight like this?
Chen Tianfei was very important.
He was Long Fei's strongest defense, a super tank.
He had originally wanted to let Fatty Chen lead the team, but it seemed that it was impossible now.
Shortly after.
Long Fei immediately made a decision and said, "The Academy Tournament will take three days to finish. I don't need you to fight for the first two days. You have two days to recover."
Finished.
Long Fei took out a bottle of pills and said, "These are the pills that I refined during this period of time. There are a total of ten pills."
"One for each of you. It will allow your dantian and sea of wisdom to expand, which will aid in your cultivation and recovery."
"Elder Qiu, take it too. It's good for you too."
Chiu Wan-tao was slightly startled and said, "At our current realm, medicinal pills are no longer of any use to us."
Cultivating with the help of elixirs was only something that was needed for the basic realm. At their current realm, ordinary elixirs could not help them at all.
Long Fei smiled and said, "You will know after you take it."
"I'll have to trouble you two to take care of Fatty Chen and the others."
"Xiao Ying, Datura Datura, Senior Sister Han, let's go."
The three of them jumped out of the deep pit.
Long Fei looked at Fatty Chen's envious gaze and said: "If you can't recover in two days, think about it yourself."
Fatty Chen clenched his fists and said: "Boss, don't worry. In two days, I will definitely let you see a different Fatso."
As he said this.
Fatty Chen then said to Chiu Wan-tao: "Elder Qiu, hurry up and teach us how to recover our cultivation method, I can't wait any longer."
… ….
"What did you say?"
"Chiu Wan-tao's residence is a trap?"
"Fourth Uncle, are you sure you didn't see wrongly?" Pan Zhan's mind shook. Looking at Fourth Uncle Pan Yu's pale face and the blood at the corner of his mouth, he was extremely shocked.
If a Unity Immortal Stage expert was blasted into such a state, then how strong was the other party?
Pan Yu frowned and said: "Are you doubting my eyes again?"
Pan Zhan immediately replied: "Your nephew doesn't dare."
"Humph!"
Pan Yu snorted coldly. He was not angry at Pan Zhan, but he was unhappy in his heart: "I never thought that a piece of trash from Southern Tianyu would actually be able to find such a powerful expert to help us, and we don't even know who it is. We have truly underestimated this brat."
He didn't see who had injured him.
He didn't see how many people it was either. He only saw an incomparably powerful palm strike towards him. He met it with both of his palms, but … Before he could even react, he was sent flying.
That kind of power revolved around his mind, it was extremely terrifying.
Pan Zhan's brows tightened, his fists couldn't help but clench tightly, and he muttered to himself: "Looks like I definitely can't give this brat another chance."
"This time, I will definitely uproot him!"
"Definitely!"
Pan Zhan had already made up his mind to kill.
Pan Zhan said respectfully: "Fourth Uncle, it's been hard on you this time. Rest well, I will take care of the rest, I will definitely make Long Fei pay the price."
Following that.
Pan Zhan quickly left.
Since he had the help of a super expert, he had to make some equipment.
… ….
Tong Tian Immortal Palace, inside the Great Void Mirror.
Primacron laughed coldly, "Four of the main forces are seriously injured, the Wild Dragon Battle Team is basically crippled."
"Long Fei, how are you going to get first place in the Team Competition?"
"How can I get a godly score?"
"Hahaha …" Primacron did not want to see Long Fei become too strong, and even more so, did not want to see Long Fei nurture his own power. This was the thing he did not want to see the most.
Primacron looked at the disciple beside him, and said faintly: "Pan Sheng, you can't be as disobedient as him."
Pan Sheng immediately replied: "This disciple does not dare."
"It's good that you don't dare!"
Primacron laughed, and said: "After cultivating for another year, you can go down the mountain. You are the Demon Slayer, you should kill the demons for the Sky Martial Continent, and shoulder the heavy burden, do you understand?"
Pan Sheng said: "This disciple understands."
Primacron smiled faintly, and said: "Alright, go and cultivate."
Pan Sheng immediately retreated, his heart secretly moved, "Why did Master let me see the things inside the Void Mirror? Could it be … He's not protecting Long Fei anymore? "
"If that's the case …" The corner of Pan Sheng's mouth curled up in excitement, "Long Fei, let's see if I can't play you to death this time."
Then.
He quickly returned to his residence and sent someone to deliver a letter to the Pan Family.
The main force of the Wild Dragon Battle Team had suffered a setback, so there was no need to worry anymore.
Moreover.
He wanted every single member of the Wild Dragon Battle Team to die in the arena!
"It would be better if you could just properly explore the secrets of the Drogon Area. Why do you have to participate in the Large Competition and establish a new Martial Arts Academy? Aren't you just looking for trouble?" Primacron laughed coldly.
He did not give Long Zhanting the chance to rise.
When he found out that Long Zhanting was unable to open the Drogon Area, he did not hold back and directly attacked him, blasting him into the bottomless abyss.
To him, Long Fei was the last chance for Gu Tongtian.
Although he did not want to control Long Fei like how he controlled Long Zhanting, he did not want Long Fei's power to grow.
Because …
Primacron understood very well that the people of the Long Family had a unique power that could make people pledge their lives to follow them.
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