Injuries
Under Ning Yue's guidance, Feng Zi's every move was aimed at Zhou Jianming's right hand. In just three moves, he defeated Zhou Jianming.
After defeating Zhou Jianming, Feng Zi went straight to the point. Without any flourishes, he said, "Thankfully, I was the one who attacked. If it were Ning Yue, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been so lucky."
"The winner is king and the loser is in the wrong. Since you agreed to the bet, you must accept your loss. Go in."
Zhou Jianming still had some pride. He did not continue to make things difficult for Ning Yue and Feng Zi. Instead, he moved slightly to the side, leaving a path for Ning Yue and company.
"The injury on your right hand has already reached the tendons and bones. If it is not treated in time, there might be repercussions."
Ning Yue did not enter Tianyuan Restaurant immediately. Instead, he stopped in front of Zhou Jianming and whispered, "Don't inject any Yuan Qi into your right hand for the next three days. Otherwise, your right hand will be completely crippled."
With that said, Ning Yue entered Tianyuan Restaurant without looking back, leaving behind a shocked Zhou Jianming.
By now, Zhou Jianming had almost understood everything.
The warrior who knew that his right hand was injured was not Feng Zi, but Ning Yue!
In the beginning, he had looked down on Ning Yue. In the end, Ning Yue was the most impressive person.
"I also want to be treated in time. Unfortunately, today's banquet is very important. I must attend." Taking a deep breath, Zhou Jianming walked towards Tianyuan Restaurant unwillingly.
Zhou Jianming was well aware of the injury on his right hand. Even if he did not exchange blows with Feng Zi, he would not be able to last long.
The black market expert who treated him previously had said that unless someone had extreme control over Soul Power and personally joined up his tendons and meridians, the consequences would be dire!
However, there were very few warriors who had extreme control over Soul Power. At the very least, in the vast capital, only the patriarchs of Danwu College and the royal family could do it.
Inviting the patriarchs of Danwu College and the royal family to treat him?
What a joke. With his status in the black market, it was impossible for them to do everything they could to treat him!
The only thing the black market could do was to alleviate his injuries from time to time. It was extremely difficult to completely heal him.
"Hmm?"
As soon as he stepped into the Heavenly Yuan Tower, Ning Yue felt no less than ten Spiritual Perceptions sweep over him.
There were even a few soul forces that wanted a yard after taking an inch. Not only did they sweep over his body, they even wanted to enter his sea of consciousness to investigate.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Ning Yue released his Soul Perception and counterattacked.
Puchi!
Ning Yue's counterattack was very strong. In one of the rooms on the second floor of the Tianyuan Restaurant, an early Primal Core stage ancient martial art practitioner spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as he hurriedly retracted his soul perception from Ning Yue.
Puff! Puff!
In one of the rooms on the third floor, two late Primal Core stage ancient martial art practitioners felt their hearts skip a beat. Without any hesitation, they immediately retracted their spiritual senses.
Even so, these two late Primal Core stage ancient martial art practitioners still suffered a strong blow from Ning Yue and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. It was obvious that their souls had suffered a certain degree of damage.
When Ning Yue released his Soul Perception, Feng Zi stood where he was and did not move.
Only when Ning Yue retracted his Soul Perception did he ask in a low voice, "Where are we going now?"
"The third floor."
Ning Yue's gaze moved back and forth on the third floor, finally stopping at a room in the corner of the third floor. "That room."
With that, Ning Yue strode towards the third floor.
Behind him, Feng Zi didn't say a word and followed with large strides.
Whoosh!
However, before Ning Yue could enter the third floor, a figure flashed in front of him and blocked his way.
This sudden change caused Ning Yue's expression to turn ugly as he lifted his head to look.
"Zhang Tianwen!"
Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, Ning Yue was slightly shocked.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to still remember me."
Zhang Tianwen smiled slightly and said, "Ning Yue, are you interested in sparring with me?"
After a short moment of shock, Ning Yue said lightly, "Early Primal Core stage cultivation, fifth-grade middle stage soul strength. Looks like you've been training hard these few days."
"You're not bad yourself, late True Martial stage cultivation, fifth-grade … fifth-grade soul strength." Zhang Tianwen wanted to imitate Ning Yue and show off, but found that Ning Yue's soul strength was rather vague. With his perception, he could only detect that Ning Yue's soul strength was fifth-grade.
"I'm not interested in sparring with you, don't block my way."
Ning Yue was not interested in sparring with Zhang Tianwen. Now he only wanted to quickly see Lu Wei and Sikong Ling.
As for sparring with Zhang Tianwen, he did not have that much time.
"What, you don't dare to spar with me?"
Zhang Tianwen moved his feet and firmly blocked Ning Yue's path. Furthermore, he slightly raised his voice and said in a clear voice, "Last time during the Danwu College's Sacred Institute examination, I had just come out of seclusion and my cultivation was not considered stable. You took the initiative."
"This time, my cultivation has completely stabilized. Whether it's an alchemy battle or a martial battle, choose one and I'll accompany you to the end."
Zhang Tianwen's words were very knowledgeable, and the meaning was very obvious. The reason why he lost to Ning Yue previously was completely because his cultivation was not stable, and Ning Yue had an unfair advantage.
This time, when he came out of seclusion and completely stabilized his cultivation, he once again issued a challenge to Ning Yue.
If Ning Yue did not agree, it meant that he was afraid of him!
"You're the other core disciple of Danwu College's Sacred Institute?"
Before Ning Yue could speak, Feng Zi took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "How about I spar with you?"
"You?"
Zhang Tianwen's gaze swept across Feng Zi's body, then he extended a finger and shook it, saying, "You're still not qualified. Against you, I only need three moves to defeat you."
"Humph! If you can defeat me in three moves, I … "Feng Zi snorted coldly, obviously very angry at Zhang Tianwen's words.
However, before he finished speaking, Ning Yue's words sounded beside his ear.
"Zhang Tianwen is very strong. You might not be able to last three moves against him."
Shaking his head imperceptibly at Feng Zi, Ning Yue turned around and said to Zhang Tianwen, "Give me a reason why I want to spar with you. Otherwise, no matter how you boast, I won't spar with you."
"If I say that it was my idea to 'invite' Lu Wei and Sikong Ling over, is this reason sufficient?" The corners of Zhang Tianwen's mouth curved into an arc as he said with a smile.
"It's indeed very sufficient."
Ning Yue's expression was devoid of joy or sorrow as his indifferent words resounded in this area.
"Then let's fight …"
"Hahaha, this is the Ning Yue I know." Looking up at the sky and laughing wildly, Zhang Tianwen immediately changed the topic and said coldly, "I've waited for this day for a long time. Today, you're destined to suffer a crushing defeat!"
"Why do you have so much nonsense to say?" Ning Yue frowned slightly and said coldly.
Crack!
In the next moment, Ning Yue's feet fiercely stomped on the stairs and his body shot out explosively.
The wooden stairs even cracked due to Ning Yue's great strength, emitting cracking sounds.
"Come at me."
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