The scene froze. Hong Yun, who was carrying the young man with the surname Zhang, came to Lin Ray's side and placed him on the ground. He then stood up and returned to Lin Ray's side without saying a word.
The Third Elder fixed his gaze on Lin Ray. He wanted to see what would happen next.
Not only the Third Elder, but the group of people below who were concerned about the disciple with the surname Zhang were also very curious. Of course, most of them were wary and wary.
To be able to do this in front of the Third Elder, the other party must have a very big opening.
He lowered his head and looked at the pale young man lying on the ground. A smile appeared on his face as he squatted down and took out a pill that emitted a fragrance.
"Kid, this pill is for you. I hope you won't disappoint me later!"
The reason why he did this was not only because he disliked the man on the stage, but also because he wanted to prove to the Heavenly Profound Sect that his arrival would not bring them any harm. Instead, it would bring them great benefits. For example, the healing pellet that he was using right now.
He stretched out his hand and pried open the young man's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth, leaving a fragrance in his mouth.
Boom!
The unconscious young man suddenly felt a surge of pure Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth appear in his body and rush to his limbs and bones. The young man did not have any time to think. He circulated his cultivation technique and began to recover.
In the arena, Fang Xu looked at the young man who was in a daze. A look of disdain flashed across his face. He did not want to make a move against such a person.
"Kid, I won't do anything to you. However, you will know in a while that the person you look down on might be stronger than you in the next moment. He might even surpass you. "
After saying that, he did not continue. He stood on the spot and released his pressure to suppress the young man, waiting for him to recover.
Daoist Tian Xuan was unaware of this. Of course. Even if he knew, he would not say anything. After all, the other party's conditions were too harsh.
At this moment, Daoist Tian Xuan did not have the time to care about such trivial matters.
In the back mountain, Daoist Tian Xuan sat cross-legged in the cave where the Sect Master cultivated in seclusion. The weapon that Lin Ray gave him was on his knees.
Looking at it, his burning gaze could not hide the excitement in his heart.
"Refine it. As long as I refine it, my power will increase greatly. In the future Sect Wars, the Heavenly Yuan Sect will not be mocked by the other sects, and I will be able to stand tall and not be mocked like before. I will not be treated as a pushover and be bullied by others."
Recalling the discrimination, disdain, and oppression that he had suffered in the past, his desire to tame the weapon before him grew even stronger.
At this moment, Daoist Tian Xuan chose to go into seclusion, leaving all matters of the sect to the Grand Elder, Zhao Yunmeng.
In the arena area, Lin Ray went to a quiet place and sat down, quietly waiting for the youth to wake up.
Time passed in silence. Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man who was recovering. Even the person who had injured him in the ring was looking at the young man with the surname Zhang. He was also very curious about how the person who had defeated him in the quilt would defeat him after recovering from his injuries.
It was not that he was confident, but that he was too confident. In terms of talent, he was of the highest grade. In terms of spiritual roots, he was of the highest grade. His willpower was also one of the best. Moreover, he had powerful cultivation resources. No matter which one of these aspects he used, the youth surnamed Zhang could not compare to him.
He did not believe that a pill could defeat him. He did not believe it, but he was confident.
Others might not know that although the pill that Lin Ray had taken out was not a Saint Grade pill, it was still a Grade 6 Divine Grade Water Cloud Pill.
This kind of pill could heal injuries very quickly. Moreover, it would heal all the hidden injuries on the body and make it as good as new.
Hu …
Under everyone's gaze, two streams of white mist rushed out of the youth surnamed Zhang's nostrils. His pale face returned to normal.
The hidden injuries that had accumulated in his body for many years were also healed by the Water Cloud Pill. His body was as strong as a calf.
"This is amazing!"
The youth opened his closed eyes and said in surprise. He turned his head and looked at the eyes of the people around him. He was stunned on the spot.
Because he was unconscious, he did not know what had happened. Now that he had woken up and everyone's eyes were on him, the youth was even more stunned.
"Third … Third Elder?"
However, the instant his gaze swept over and landed on the Third Elder, his expression froze. He hurriedly jumped up, tidied his messy clothes, and calmed the excitement in his heart. He bowed and respectfully said, "Disciple Zhang Ming greets Third Elder."
"Thank you, Third Elder, for giving me the pill that allowed me to recover."
The Third Elder was speechless.
He was very shocked by Zhang Ming's quick recovery. However, when he heard the hint in Zhang Ming's words, the Third Elder blushed and corrected him. "Zhang Ming, you're wrong."
"Hmm?"
"What's wrong?"
He did not understand what the Third Elder meant.
Zhang Ming's blank face made the Third Elder have the urge to beat him up. "I didn't give you the pill just now."
Then, he pointed to Lin Ray who was sitting at the side and said, "This is Fellow Daoist Lin Ray. He will be staying in the sect for a while."
"He gave you the pill just now. At the same time, it was his subordinate who saved you. So, there's no need to thank me."
Speaking of this, the Third Elder felt a little guilty. After all, Zhang Ming was a disciple of the sect. Previously, he did not think of treating him at first. Instead, he treated an outsider.
Hearing the Third Elder's words, Zhang Ming was stunned. He turned his head to look at the man who was smiling at him. Zhang Ming understood and bowed. "Thank you, Senior."
"Heh, little guy, do you want to redeem your dignity?" Instead of answering, the Third Elder asked.
"This …"
Zhang Ming hesitated. It would be a lie to say that he did not want to. However, when he thought of the Third Elder's conditions, he … was a little hesitant. If he had the Third Elder's conditions, he might have the strength to smile, but …
Thinking of his needs and the gap between him and the Third Elder, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
It was not that he did not want to, but there was a gap between the two of them. He was also unhappy with Qian Youwei in the arena, but … it was a foregone conclusion.
"You don't want to?"
Zhang Ming shook his head. Lin Ray's expression changed. He frowned. Obviously, he was not satisfied with Zhang Ming's response.
As a cultivator, it was fun to fight with others. It was fun to fight with the Earth. It was fun to fight with the Heavens.
Cultivation was about fighting. If one did not fight, one would be eliminated in the end. In this man-eat-man world, if one did not have the strength, everything would be in vain.
"No …"
Zhang Ming raised his head. His eyes revealed a hint of determination. "It's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the strength. Moreover, the Third Elder's cultivation resources are many times better than mine. I want to fight. I want to fight. But now that I have been kicked out of the arena, I don't have the chance."
At the side, the Third Elder's expression was very interesting. The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at Zhang Ming, who was playing with something. He did not expect Zhang Ming to have such a mentality.
However, he could not refute Zhang Ming's words. After all, the sect was like this. Whoever had the best talent would be greatly nurtured. Therefore …
It was not only the Heavenly Yuan Sect. The other sects were the same. This was something that could not be changed …
"Tsk, coward. Such a person is not worthy of me fighting with him again." A cold mocking voice rang in Zhang Ming's ears.
Zhang Ming's loosened hands suddenly squeezed together. Perhaps because he was using too much strength, his hands were clenched so tightly that they turned pale. His face also darkened.
Inferiority was Zhang Ming's biggest enemy. He was a person with low self-esteem from the bottom of his heart. He … tried his best to show off his appearance and perform well to win the sect's attention. However, his talent was there. No matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
In the arena, everyone looked at Zhang Ming. His friends, junior brothers, junior sisters, and even those who admired him were all disappointed because of his hesitation and his inferiority.
That's right, they were disappointed. In their hearts, Zhang Ming was a positive person who worked hard to cultivate and overcome difficulties. But now, what they saw was only a person who did not dare to appear again because of the strength of his opponent. He was a person who did not have a firm heart.
They were very disappointed, but there was also a glimmer of hope in their hearts. They hoped that Zhang Ming would fight for his dignity.
"Sigh!"
Lin Ray sighed. It was a spur of the moment thing. He did not expect to save a coward, a coward.
"Forget it. Since you put your dignity under your feet, no one can help you."
"However, I advise you to leave the path of cultivation. It … is not suitable for you."
With that, he got up and was about to leave. He was very disappointed in Zhang Ming and also felt that it was a pity that he had used the Water Cloud Pill.
He thought that he had saved a person with backbone and courage. Now, it seemed that he was just a coward without any fighting spirit.
"Fang Xu, let's go. Since he doesn't want to save his dignity, there is no need for him to stay here."
On the arena, Fang Xu heard this and nodded. His figure disappeared and when he reappeared, he was behind Lin Ray.
However, when his eyes fell on Zhang Ming, disappointment flashed across his face.
Zhang Ming used to be a person with poor talent and a low-grade spirit root. Now, he was still a consummate Divine Emperor.
"Coward, you can't even break the stumbling block in front of you. How can you seek the Dao? I think it's better for you to go home and farm, marry a wife, and spend the rest of your life in peace. "
After that, he turned and left without saying anything.
"I … I … Am I really going to be looked down upon by others for the rest of my life?"
"Am I really a coward as others say?"
His expression was full of struggle. Yes, he was struggling. He was choosing between cowardice and bravery. He was choosing.
Lin Ray's figure was getting farther and farther away. At this moment, Lin Ray walked very slowly.
He was waiting. He was waiting for Zhang Ming's voice. He was waiting for Zhang Ming's choice.
Step by step, he was about to leave the arena area, but he still did not hear the voice he wanted to hear. He was … completely disappointed.
"It seems that the pill was really wasted."
As he spoke, he quickened his pace. He did not want to stay here and look at that brat who was full of inferiority.
"No, I don't want to be a coward. I don't want to be looked down upon by others. I … I …"
"I want to fight. I want to continue fighting."
"Third Elder, please allow me to continue fighting. I don't want to give up this opportunity."
At this moment, Zhang Ming was almost shouting. His voice was loud and clear, and it was frightening.
"Heh, this brat."
One of his feet stopped in the air. As long as he stepped out, Zhang Ming would lose this opportunity completely.
However, it was fortunate that he had spoken up before he stepped out of the room.
A smile appeared on his face. He turned to Zhang Ming and said with a smile, "Since you've decided, what are you still doing there? Get up."
The Third Elder also turned around and looked at Zhang Ming. There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes as he said, "Since this is your choice, then I will give you a break."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the elder in charge of this place. He said, "Old Li, since this disciple has this request, let him fight again!"
Old Li was speechless.
Hearing the Third Elder's words, Old Li felt helpless in his heart. However, who asked the Third Elder's position to be so high?
He cupped his hands and said, "Since the Third Elder has said so, then …"
"Zhang Ming, go up. It's the same. Don't think about the past."
All the cultivators who were looking at Zhang Ming and the junior brothers and sisters who were disappointed in him were now filled with hope.
In the arena, the young man named Zhao Wenbo looked at Zhang Ming in surprise. He did not expect Zhang Ming to choose to fight again. This was not his usual style.
However, so what if he fought again? He would still lose no matter how many times he lost. This was Zhao Wenbo's confidence.
"Come on, trash. Let me see what changes you can make if you fight me again." He looked at Zhang Ming and snorted coldly.
At this moment, Lin Ray and the others had already returned to their previous positions. All of their gazes fell on Zhang Ming. This battle was destined to be a battle where this brat completely lost his inferiority complex. It was inevitable.
On the arena, Zhang Ming stepped up again. Although he was still not confident, he wanted to fight. He did not want to be looked down upon by others. He did not want to disappoint those who cared about him. That was all.
"Come on!"
Xiu …
Zhao Wenbo did not give Zhang Ming any time to prepare. The moment Zhang Ming stepped on the arena, he moved.
The sword in his hand was held horizontally in front of his chest. Sword Qi soared into the sky. At this moment, he was serious. He wanted to let those who cared about him know that in his eyes, Zhang Ming was a trash, a ruin that was nothing.
"Sword Art of Dazzling Flame, the first move, Blazing Prairie."
The spiritual energy in his body surged crazily. Fire spiritual energy gushed out and covered the sword. The surging sword Qi seemed to be able to cut through everything in the void.
"What? This … this is the sect's Low Divine Sword Art! He … How could Senior Brother Zhao … "
"Sword Art of Dazzling Flame! Isn't this sword art very difficult to cultivate and requires a fire spiritual root to cultivate? "
"Oh my god, Nuance realm. Senior Brother Zhao's Sword Art of Dazzling Flame has entered the Nuance realm!"
At this moment, everyone was praying for Zhang Ming in their hearts. They prayed that he would not be hit. Otherwise … he would either die or be injured.
In the distance, Lin Ray's relaxed expression disappeared. He did not expect Zhao Wenbo to be able to comprehend such a sword art.
"I want everyone to see that I, Zhang Ming, am not a coward!" At this moment, Zhang Ming did not realize how powerful his opponent's sword art was.
"I … I want to become stronger. I want to defeat you!" Zhang Ming muttered to himself.
Lin Ray was speechless.
"This foolish brat!"
Zhang Ming's soliloquy completely stunned Linley. What kind of idiot was this?!
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