"Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Du Feng didn't sound too cocky. He just told Grandpa Lan not to worry. His body had recovered, so it wouldn't affect his performance.
"Your opponent is Yan Yuming. Be careful. If you can't handle him, then …"
Then, Grandpa Lan made a gesture of cutting his throat. He reminded Du Feng that if he was in a life-or-death situation, don't worry about the ranking. Don't worry about the competition's ranking, just do your best to kill your opponent. If you killed an opponent, you'd be kicked out of the competition. But if you died, you'd never have another chance.
"Okay, I'll remember."
Du Feng nodded and remembered Grandpa Lan's words. He had fought with Zhuo Dong Lai's students in the Black Dragon River, so he knew they were strong. Yan Yuming was Zhuo Dong Lai's strongest student, so he couldn't be underestimated.
He wanted to be in the top three and get a bottle of Emperor Breaking Pills. But if his life was in danger, Du Feng would prioritize self-preservation. If he died, no one would be able to find out more about Alchemy King. As the saying went, where there was life, there was hope. Nothing was more important than staying alive.
"Huh! You're Du Feng, but you're just so-so."
Yan Yuming was very talented, but he was also very arrogant. Out of all the Ultimate Emperor Realm martial practitioners on the Endless Continent, he was the one who had the highest chance of breaking through to the Ultimate Emperor Realm. It was normal for him to be arrogant because of his talent.
Du Feng's head was drooping, and he was limping as he walked. His legs looked like noodles that had been soaked in water. With one look, Yan Yuming knew that he had yet to recover from his heavy injuries. Du Feng was able to leave after the competition, but that was only because he was holding on. When he went back, the injuries he had accumulated would explode. He and Koi Boy had teamed up to scheme against Shangguan Yun, so they had to pay the price.
"Not good. Du Feng hasn't recovered yet. I'm afraid he's going to lose."
"I'm not afraid he's going to lose. I'm sure he's going to lose. That's weird. Why did he join the competition so soon? "
"Weird my * ss. It must be Zhuo …"
"Shh …"
The audience was in a heated discussion, especially the male martial artists, who were very excited. People like them, who often got injured in fights, knew how long it would take to recover from different kinds of injuries. Last time, when the Mystic Dragon exploded, there was such a huge explosion. Coupled with the effects of the backlash, it was impossible for Du Feng to recover so quickly. He had only rested for a few days, and then he had come back to compete. Zhuo Dong Lai must have set him up.
A burly man with red hair and a full beard was about to scold Old Dog Zhuo, but he was stopped by his companion. What a joke! The entire Never-Ending Continent was under the Zhuo Manor's surveillance, not to mention that the plaza in the inner city was so close to the Zhuo Manor.
Yelling at Zhuo Dong Lai might have been fine, but he would have to pay for it in the future. Even if Zhuo Dong Lai couldn't make a move because of his status, the Zhuo family's subordinates would find a way to deal with him. If he had any opinions, it was better to keep them to himself. One had to understand the principle of a loose tongue causing trouble. Don't say everything in front of others.
"Uh …"
The red-haired man swallowed his words and beat his chest in anger. It took him a lot of effort to catch his breath. It was quite depressing to swallow one's scolding when one was enjoying it.
The reason why Du Feng's face was so pale and he was limping as if he had a weak kidney was because he was faking it. According to common sense, he should be severely injured and weak. If he went up on stage, people would be suspicious, and people would be wary.
If he went up on stage looking sick, Yan Yuming would look down on him, so he wouldn't take him seriously.
"Yuming, don't let your guard down."
This was because many people had suffered at Du Feng's hands, including his two disciples, who had been killed by him in the Black Dragon River. So, Zhuo Dong Lai didn't underestimate him. He told Yan Yuming to be more vigilant and not be careless.
"Du, I will send you to hell in three moves."
Zhuo Dong Lai's warning was useless. Yan Yuming's arrogant personality couldn't be changed. It wasn't because Zhuo Dong Lai had practiced for a long time. He was the highest Cultivation person on the Never-Ending Continent. Yan Yuming might not even look up to him.
"Three moves is too little. Can four moves do? Cough, cough, cough …"
At a time like this, Du Feng didn't forget to be humorous. He asked if he could add one more move. As he spoke, he kept coughing.
"Hmph, you are quite honest. Fine, four moves it is."
When Yan Yuming saw Du Feng's cowardly expression, a complacent smile bloomed on his face. There was not much difference between four and three moves. Du Feng was going to die sooner or later.
"Thank you, Mister Yan. Cough, cough, cough …"
Then, Du Feng coughed so hard that he coughed up blood. In order to play the role well, he really went all out and forced some blood out of his throat and eyes. The color of the blood was a bit dark. It looked like it had been bleeding for a long time, and it had accumulated in his body.
What a piece of trash. Seeing Du Feng's face, Yan Yuming felt a bit regretful. He should have said one move in the beginning. A person with tuberculosis like this could be defeated by anyone. He didn't even need to do anything himself. His teacher was too cautious. It was probably because Shangguan Yun was injured that he was scared. Old people really can't take fright.
Zhuo Dong Lai was kind, but Yan Yuming thought he was a coward. If he knew what his student was thinking, he would be depressed.
"Begin!"
This match could not be lost, so Zhuo Dong Lai was the host. He saw that the time was right, so he announced the start of the match.
"Watch carefully. This is the first move."
Although Yan Yuming was arrogant, he kept his word. He did not rush forward. Instead, he took a stance. He said he would use four moves to kill Du Feng, so he had to do it one move at a time. The first few moves would cripple him, and the fourth would kill him.
"Come on, I am ready."
After that, Du Feng summoned the Bone Banner and made it look like a skeleton throne. He sat down and leaned against the back of the chair. This was not a martial arts competition. It was more like a tea party. He even brought his own chair.
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