Chapter 427
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At that instant, Elder Lin really could not laugh at all.
The wound on Zhu Changge's waist was not shallow, and blood flowed all over the ground. In addition to Fu Lingtian's random beating on his wound, Zhu Changge's face was extremely pale. He instinctively wanted to force himself to stand up, but Elder Mo's voice suddenly sounded.
"Zhu Changge, enough."
Zhu Changge, who was forcing himself to stand, was pale. His body was stiff as he looked at Fu Lingtian, who was a few steps away, and his eyes were filled with indignation. He was clearly so close …
"Elder Mo!" Elder Lin's face froze when he heard Elder Mo, and he wanted to say something.
However, Elder Mo shook his head. "If we continue fighting, Zhu Changge's life will be lost here."
Elder Mo's words were like a bucket of cold water that splashed on Elder Lin's head. Elder Lin turned to look at Zhu Changge, who was covered in blood, and his face turned pale.
Zhu Changge's injury was not light, and Fu Lingtian managed to find a chance when he was at his peak. Even if he continued to fight with this injured body, it would only be a slow death, and it was simply impossible to turn the situation around.
Elder Lin's previous anticipation turned into nothingness at that instant. He clenched his fists secretly and took a deep breath. "Zhu Changge, come down."
Zhu Changge's face turned pale, but he did not dare to disobey the two elders' orders and could only throw down the sharp sword in his hands as a sign of admitting defeat.
Zhu Changge was helped down from the arena by a few disciples. He covered the wound on his waist with both hands and blood flowed continuously through the gaps between his fingers. However, his face was full of vexation and he hated himself for not being more careful.
At that instant, everyone from Xuanling Sect felt as though a huge rock was pressing on their hearts, and the glimmer of hope that just arose was completely extinguished with Zhu Changge's defeat.
"It's over … Even Senior Brother Zhu lost. This time, I'm afraid …" Despair was written all over the disciples' faces.
Zhu Changge was the most skilled disciple in this trip, and now that even he was defeated, Xuanling Sect no longer had the possibility of fighting for the first place.
Not only that, although Wind Moon Sect's Feng Yiran was defeated previously, his injury was not serious, and he could still participate in the competition for the second place tomorrow. However, Zhu Changge …
Looking at the long trail of blood under Zhu Changge, everyone's mood could be said to be extremely depressed.
With Zhu Changge's severe injuries, he probably wouldn't have the chance to participate in the fight for second place tomorrow.
When the Qinglin Sect elder saw this, an arrogant smile finally appeared on his face again.
"Elder Mo, thanks for letting me win." The Qinglin Sect elder looked at the pale Elder Mo and smiled. However, the smugness in his eyes was not concealed at all.
"Elder Qian, isn't your Fu Lingtian a little too heavy-handed?" Before Elder Mo could speak, Elder Lin, who had a gloomy expression, spoke first.
He took a look at Zhu Changge's injuries. If it wasn't for the fact that Zhu Changge's body was tough enough, Fu Lingtian's attack would have taken away half his life.
The Three Sect Competition had always been about stopping at a certain point, but Fu Lingtian's move was a little too ruthless.
The Qinglin Sect elder said disapprovingly, "The sabers and swords have no eyes on the arena. It is normal even if there are some casualties."
Elder Lin's face darkened.
Elder Mo did not look too good at this moment.
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