Everyone's gaze was focused on Yi Feng. While admiring Yi Feng's choice, they couldn't help but sigh. Anyone could see that there was no suspense in this battle.
Looking at Di Yun's eyes, Yi Feng took a deep breath and slowly sat down cross-legged. He began to use the golden needles to heal himself. Since the other party gave him an hour, he would restore his body to its peak state within this hour. Di Yun was scheming against him, so wasn't he scheming against Di Yun?
Yi Feng's eighth rank medical skills dazzled everyone, especially when they saw the trembling golden needles and Yi Feng's gradually reddening face. They all looked at each other. They saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"Yi Feng is actually a high-level doctor?"
These people found it hard to believe this fact, but they had no choice but to believe it after seeing this scene.
The surrounding energy, under Yi Feng's full power, constantly poured into Yi Feng's body, restoring Yi Feng's dou qi.
Seeing this scene, Di Yun frowned slightly. However, he was still not worried. He just stood there and waved his folding fan while looking at Yi Feng.
Duan Wu, Xiao Tian, and the others also focused their gaze on Yi Feng. After that, they couldn't help but sigh. Although they didn't have much contact with Yi Feng, they knew that Yi Feng was an extremely arrogant person.
Not to mention that this person was from Immortal Mansion. Even if he wasn't from Immortal Mansion, as long as he provoked him. He would also accept it. However, with Yi Feng's current strength, he would definitely lose if he accepted such a battle.
Xiao Tian, Duan Wu, and the others admired Yi Feng from the bottom of their hearts after Yi Feng completely defeated them. At the same time, they also treated Yi Feng as a friend. What's more, Immortal Mansion's interference in the eastern gathering made them feel xenophobic.
The group of people stared straight at Yi Feng. They watched as the medicinal liquid continuously appeared in Yi Feng's hands and entered his body. They all held their breaths. They watched as Yi Feng's aura became more and more stable.
Just like that, more than half an hour passed. Under everyone's gaze, Yi Feng also stood up. At this time, his aura had actually recovered to seventy to eighty percent of what it was before Yi Feng.
This situation caused the Emperor Cloud to be somewhat uncertain.
"Yi Feng! You … "Bing Ning opened her mouth and wanted to say something to dissuade Yi Feng, but she couldn't say a word. She knew Yi Feng's character. Nothing she said could change his mind.
Yi Feng smiled at Bing Ning, then looked at Di Yun and said, "How do you want to compete?"
The Emperor Cloud calculated the time. There was still about an hour before Yi Feng's Immortal Slaying Sword ended. With Yi Feng's current strength, it would be difficult for him to take down Yi Feng. Naturally, Di Yun would not do such a thing.
"You haven't fully recovered yet. I can wait a little longer. "Di Yun looked at Yi Feng like a good old man.
Yi Feng smiled, not caring that the Emperor Cloud was stalling for time. Yi Feng actually started to use the Spirit Lord Technique to recover his strength.
Lin Tianwei also remembered how weak Liu Ran was after using the Immortal Slaying Sword. He finally understood why Di Yun was so good.
"Yi Feng! You can attack now. "Lin Tianwei lowered his voice and said to Yi Feng. He didn't want to ruin this gathering because of Di Yun. If Yi Feng attacked now, he would more or less have a chance of winning. But when Yi Feng's strength weakened, he wouldn't have any chance of winning.
Yi Feng shook his head, "Even if I'm at full strength. I might not be able to win. "
"But it's still better than waiting for you to be weak." Lin Tianwei said anxiously.
"No! If I attack now, I'll really lose. He just needs to delay me for an hour. After that, I won't have the strength to fight anymore. "Yi Feng said to Lin Tianwei.
"Then if you do this, will you have the strength to fight after an hour?" Lin Tianwei didn't understand Yi Feng's words.
"At least! I have a chance of winning. "Yi Feng sighed, and the Spirit Lord Technique in his body automatically activated.
Lin Tianwei didn't understand what hope Yi Feng had. But since Yi Feng said so, he couldn't say anything more. But he wasn't optimistic. Even if Liu Ran faced this situation back then. She was also doomed.
At that time, Liu Ran was a sub-monarch. And Yi Feng was only a rank seven. It was a difference of heaven and earth.
Time passed bit by bit, and Yi Feng's aura recovered to seventy percent of his peak state. Di Yun calculated the time and felt that it was about time. Di Shi Tian and Liu Ran were old rivals, so they had a good understanding of the Immortal Slaying Sword. Excluding the people from the evil sects, it was probably Di Shi Tian.
Di Yun took a step forward and looked at Yi Feng with a smile.
When Duan Wu and the others saw this, they all looked at Di Yun with disdain, but there was nothing they could do. They could only look at Yi Feng, indicating that Yi Feng should reject this battle. Even if he rejected it now, no one would laugh at Yi Feng.
Yi Feng didn't say anything, and only smiled and shook his head at Duan Wu and the others. This was a challenge from a mortal enemy. Yi Feng didn't care if it was for the Evil Emperor's name or the old man's reputation. He had to fight, even if he lost.
"It's time." Di Yun looked at Yi Feng and said.
Yi Feng smiled, but his mind was also feeling a little tired. Yi Feng knew that the Immortal Slaying Technique was about to end. At most, he could last for ten more minutes, and then his strength would start to decline.
"Yi Feng!" Bing Ning saw Yi Feng take a step forward and shouted anxiously.
Yi Feng patted Bing Ning's shoulder and said to her, "Get out of here. I'm afraid the fight will be very intense."
"Yi Feng!" Duan Wu and the others shouted in unison.
Yi Feng didn't waste any words, and said to Lin Tianwei, "Senior, please carry those injured martial artists away. Duan Wu, you guys come out too. Your injuries aren't light, and I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle. "
"Aftermath my ass." Duan Wu cursed in a low voice. Using Yi Feng's weakened strength to deal with Ya Jun. Wasn't he being abused for fun? However, when he saw Yi Feng's serious expression, Duan Wu tactfully left with Xiao Tian and the others.
Looking at the empty space where only the two of them were left. Yi Feng looked at Di Yun and said, "I didn't go all out just now. I didn't finish venting some of my strength. Now, I can vent it all on you. "
Di Yun laughed and said, "I wasn't afraid of you when you were at your peak, but now? Haha! "
Yi Feng smiled and said, "Is that so? If you don't give me an hour. Maybe I'll lose without a doubt. But that might not be the case now. "
After saying this, Yi Feng smiled slightly. He felt his mind getting heavier, and it was clear that the Immortal Slaying Technique's effects wouldn't last long. Yi Feng didn't dare to waste any more time.
"I'll let you understand now. Back then, your old man wasn't as good as my master, and his disciple definitely can't compare to me. "
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