Sword shadows drifted in the air with numerous changes. Rays of sword light appeared one after another with a majestic aura. It was obvious that Zhang Ming was no match for Zhao Feng.
However, how could Zhang Ming care about that at this moment? The current him was dominated by the unwillingness in his heart. He raised the longsword in his hand and didn't care about anything else. He used the Lunar Shadow Step and a series of afterimages flashed as he charged towards Zhao Wenbo.
The two of them had distinct auras. It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker. However … in the eyes of others, Zhang Ming might not be as strong as Zhao Wenbo. However, with Lin Ray here, even if Zhao Wenbo was an idiot, he would still be able to defeat him.
"Attack his left side and live as long as the heavens and earth."
"Hmm?"
The sudden instruction caused Zhang Ming to stop. The retribution suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but look at Lin Ray who was looking at him dangerously.
"Don't look at me. Focus on the enemy."
"You have my help this time. In the future, you will have to work hard by yourself."
Looking at Zhang Ming, Lin Ray reminded him, "Remember, don't care about others. Talent is not important. As long as you have the heart of an expert, no matter how difficult the path ahead is, it will not be a problem."
"Quick, he's coming!"
Dang …
Hearing Lin Ray's reminder, Zhang Ming quivered and came back to his senses. The dangerous aura rushed towards his head. He subconsciously made a decision. He grabbed the sword hilt with both hands and raised it above his head to block the sword that was coming down.
"Puff puff."
However, the sword aura of the Xuan Huo Sword Art actually brushed past Zhang Ming's body.
His arms, thighs and face were all covered with bloody sword wounds. Fortunately, this was only a competition within the sect. If it was a battle of life and death, the one standing right now would not be Zhang Ming, but a corpse lying on the ground.
"Brat, you are not my opponent. Give up. If you give up, I can pretend that none of this ever happened. I will not let you go like before."
"However, if you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for being merciless. Even if this is only a competition within the sect, I will let you know how cruel the consequences of offending me are."
The threatening voice sounded in Zhang Ming's ears. It was very soft and the disciples below could not hear it. However …
Linley and the others heard him very clearly, as though Zhao Wenbo was whispering into their ears.
The Third Elder's face was gloomy. He was also a Divine Venerable, so he naturally heard what Zhao Wenbo said. He blushed because of Zhao Wenbo's words.
How could such a disciple receive cultivation resources from the sect? This made the Third Elder feel like he had lost face in front of outsiders.
However, even though he was embarrassed, he didn't flare up. After all, there were outsiders around. Even if he wanted to teach him a lesson, he would have to wait until this matter was over and do it privately.
"Brat, as the saying goes, take his life while he's down. Now's a good time. Tap his Tan Zhong Acupoint with your sword and kick his crotch with your legs.
"Bang!"
"Crack."
"Ah …"
This time, Zhang Ming's speed was much faster. When he heard Lin Ray's instructions, he did as Lin Ray said without even thinking.
While Zhao Wenbo was still in a daze, he quickly pointed out with his finger sword. The moment the finger sword moved, he lifted his leg and kicked Zhao Wenbo's crotch.
A scream came out from Zhao Wenbo's mouth. His face was pale and cold sweat poured down. He tightened his legs and bent his waist. He threw his sword aside and covered his crotch with his hands. A man's most precious thing. The pain was like an electric shock, spreading throughout his body.
"Now, do a set of combination punches. Remember, aim for the weakest part of the human body."
"Don't show any mercy in front of an opponent with great disparity in strength."
"Showing mercy to the enemy is showing mercy to yourself. If you don't do it well, you'll end up dead."
As soon as he said that, Zhang Ming's timid and self-abased expression suddenly became sharp. He immediately launched a set of long punches.
Bang bang bang …
"Ah …"
Knee joint, elbow joint, nose bridge, temple, all kinds of weak acupoints. Anyway, as long as it was a weak spot, Zhang Ming's long punches would take care of it.
The scene was very brutal and bloody. Zhang Ming was no longer like before when he was full of hostility. It was as if he had poured all the grievances he had suffered onto Zhao Wenbo.
Bang bang …
The long punches continued. Zhao Wenbo had completely lost his fighting strength under Zhang Ming's punches. The most serious one was the kick to his crotch, which basically made Zhao Wenbo lose 50% of his fighting strength.
In this way, Zhang Ming's advantage came. With Lin Ray's guidance, he still couldn't win. There was no need for Zhang Ming to commit suicide. Lin Ray could just blow himself up.
In just an instant, the battle was over. It was even faster than the previous battle.
At this moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone was staring at Chen Fan who seemed to have gone mad. They were all dumbfounded by this scene.
They looked at Zhang Ming's figure and felt that he was a stranger. The one in front of them … was he still the gentle senior brother?
Was he still the gentle and easy to talk to senior brother?
The Third Elder also had the same thought. This kind of method had completely shocked his cognition.
It was reasonable to say that in a battle, as long as one could win, it didn't matter what method was used. But … crotch kicking was really …
"Let's do it like this. Release all the anger, unwillingness, and humiliation that you have accumulated over the years. From now on, you will completely bid farewell to your previous self."
"Do it ruthlessly. Don't be lenient. Think about how he treated you before. As long as you don't kill him, I will take care of everything for you."
It's over. After hearing those words, Zhang Ming became even crazier. He had no intention of stopping.
His fists bombarded Zhao Wenbo's body. Just by looking at the scene, one could feel the pain from his fists.
"This brat, why did he suddenly …"
Could it be?
Seeing the change in Zhang Ming, the Third Elder's gaze suddenly swept over to Lin Ray. Thinking of Lin Ray's words earlier, he was eighty percent sure that the reason why Zhang Ming was able to defeat Zhao Wenbo was all thanks to Lin Ray.
Of course, the most important thing was Zhao Wenbo himself. If he hadn't been careless, if he hadn't thought too highly of himself, if he hadn't considered everyone else to be beneath him, if he hadn't given Zhang Ming the opportunity to take advantage of him, and … ended up like this …
Blood gushed out from Zhao Wenbo's mouth. All the bones in his body were broken. He looked so miserable that no one dared to look at him directly.
Just like that, it continued for five minutes. Finally, the hosting elder came back to his senses. He quickly went up to the stage. His Divine Sovereign cultivation soared into the sky and separated the two.
"Plop!"
Without Zhang Ming's support, Zhao Wenbo fell to the ground like a pile of mud.
Although it wasn't to say that his life was hanging by a thread, it was more or less the same. If they didn't hurry up and save him, his life might be in danger.
"Quick, Third Elder, Zhao Wenbo is about to die!" The hosting elder went forward to check. When he felt that Zhao Wenbo's life force was slowly fading away, he became anxious and called for help from the Third Elder.
"Whoosh …"
Understanding the seriousness of the matter, he instantly went to Zhao Wenbo's side and placed his hand on Zhao Wenbo's body. Streams of spiritual energy entered Zhao Wenbo's body to keep him alive.
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