During the whole process, Su Zimo remained silent and calm and scary.
The little fat man stood beside him, and he could naturally feel the fierce aura emanating from Su Zimo's body, which was extremely terrifying!
"Brother, if you want to fight, don't do it down there. According to the sect's rules, if there is a fight between monks, they can only go to the spirit arena."
Although Su Zimo only had the sixth level of Qi Condensation, for some reason, the little fat man always thought that Su Zimo was very powerful.
Terribly powerful!
Su Zimo stepped forward and looked at Xue Yi's wounds.
This sword pierced the shoulder blade, and it was impossible to recover for a month.
Xue Yi's face was pale. When he saw Su Zimo, he forced a smile and said, "Junior Brother Su, you are here too."
"Um."
Su Zimo nodded and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, you should take good care of your injuries, and I will help you out."
"Don't!"
Xue Yi's expression changed, and he quickly grabbed Su Zimo's arm, shook his head and said: "Junior Brother Su, you must not fall into the trap! Their move is to provoke you into the spirit arena and beat you to serious injuries, making you unable to participate. At the end of the year, the Qi peak is more artistic."
"That's right, Junior Brother Su, please don't mind our business. As long as Qi Feng surpasses Feng Haoyu in the competition at the end of the year, it will be considered as venting his anger for us." The Qi Feng disciple next to him also quickly advised.
Su Zimo shook his head.
Seeing this scene, Xue Yi became even more anxious, and said: "Junior brother Su, you have been a member of the sect for less than three months, and you have not come to Lingfeng to hear how the monks fight. How can you compare with others? You are just Ning The sixth level of Qi, senior brother, the ninth level of Qi Condensation has been defeated, don't be stupid!"
Although Xue Yi's words didn't sound good, his concern was beyond words.
"Ah… "
Sun Tao, who had just stepped off the Spiritual Arena, passed by Su Zimo and others. When he heard this, he suddenly chuckled and raised his eyebrows: "If Junior Brother Su wants to compete, I, a disciple of Lingfeng, also has a sixth-level Qi Condensation level. If nothing else works, how about finding someone with a fifth level of Qi Condensation to compare notes with you?"
"Ha ha!"
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.
"Junior Brother Su, I am at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. I am willing to fight with you in the Spiritual Arena. Do you dare to accept the challenge?" A Lingfeng disciple stood up.
Another Lingfeng disciple said loudly: "Junior Brother Su, you and I joined the sect together. Even though I am only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, I still dare to compete with you!"
Feng Haoyu looked at Su Zimo and said leisurely: "If you want to find a Qi practitioner at the third level of Qi Condensation as your opponent, there is really no Lingfeng."
Hahaha!
The laughter in the crowd grew louder.
"This is too much!" All the disciples at Qi Peak turned pale with anger.
The little fat man sighed softly.
After all, he was also from Lingfeng. Although he was on Su Zimo's side in his heart, it was hard to say anything at this time.
Xue Yi covered his wound and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Su, let's go back, don't be fooled."
"This incident started because of me, and it should be ended by me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zimo's eyes turned to Feng Haoyu and said slowly: "Feng Haoyu, for the sake of your false reputation as the number one in the three peaks, you have done so many things overtly and covertly. Originally, I thought you He is a character, now..."
Su Zimo did not continue, but just shook his head.
A cold light flashed in Feng Haoyu's eyes, and he asked coldly: "Su Zimo, what do you mean?"
"Aren't you always going to fight me?"
Su Zimo said: "As you wish, go to the Spirit Arena!"
The voices in the crowd gradually faded away.
Everyone looked at Su Zimo in astonishment, unable to believe what they had just heard.
Su Zimo wants to challenge Feng Haoyu
One is at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, and the other is at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.
One is a disciple of Qi Peak and is not good at fighting, but the other is the number one genius of Ling Peak!
The gap between the two sides is like a cloud of mud!
The little fat man was also stunned.
Although he thought Su Zimo was very strong, he was not strong enough to challenge Feng Haoyu.
Now, Su Zimo directly declared war on Feng Haoyu, instantly confusing the little fat man.
"Junior Brother Su, don't, don't do this!" Xue Yi thought that Su Zimo was too young and would ignore anything when he was impulsive, so he challenged Feng Haoyu.
"Hahahahaha!"
After a brief silence, there was a louder laugh from the crowd.
Some Lingfeng disciples held their stomachs and laughed: "No way, this Su Zimo is too funny, he actually wants to challenge Junior Brother Feng."
"This is called a mantis using his arms as a chariot and not overestimating his own abilities!"
"Yeah, God knows how he had the nerve to say it. This man is quite thick-skinned."
Feng Haoyu smiled and said nothing, just looked at Su Zimo quietly.
In the situation before him, there was no need for him to speak. Su Zimo had become a laughing stock and could be described as a complete failure.
Sun Tao sneered from the side: "If you want to challenge Junior Brother Feng, are you qualified?"
Su Zimo glanced at him and said calmly: "Don't worry, Feng Haoyu is finished, you will be next."
"Roar!"
The spirit tiger suddenly lowered his body and let out a deafening roar. The noisy jeering around the spirit arena suddenly became silent.
Many sect disciples around were startled and subconsciously stepped back. The crowd was crowded and pushed, and there was a burst of restlessness.
The spirit tiger looked around, its evil aura rising to the sky, its round tiger eyes full of ferocity, its teeth bared and its mouth cracked. Some female disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they screamed again and again.
Linghu felt proud and swept away the previous decadence.
Just because the spirit tiger was made docile by Su Zimo does not prove that it is weak.
On the contrary, Linghu is very strong, comparable to a high-level Qi practitioner. In a life-and-death fight, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.
Most of the Lingfeng disciples often went out, experienced many battles, and fought with spirit beasts. They were relatively calm at this time. They took a look at the token hanging around the neck of the spirit tiger and realized that it was Su Zimo's spirit beast.
Sun Tao squinted his eyes, thinking carefully, and moved easily to avoid Linghu's sight. He secretly took out a flying sword with a fierce look in his eyes.
call out!
The flying sword slipped out of his hand and went straight for Linghu's head to stab!
Sun Tao's move this time was extremely subtle and without warning.
In addition, there were more than two thousand people surrounding this place, the atmosphere was chaotic, and the voices were noisy. Linghu had just noticed that the flying sword had already stabbed closer!
This sword was too vicious, it was completely aimed at killing the spirit tiger, with no intention of holding back.
When his life was hanging by a thread, Linghu jumped up, tilted his head, and dodged to the side with all his strength.
Bah!
A flash of blood flashed.
The flying sword made a long and narrow bloody wound on Linghu's side. The skin and flesh were turned out and the blood flowed endlessly.
"Ouch!"
Linghu fell to the ground and screamed, his body trembling, his eyes full of pain.
"Um
Su Zimo's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around. When he saw Linghu injured and lying on the ground, he felt murderous intent in his heart!
The target of Sun Tao's sword was not Su Zimo, so his spiritual sense did not notice the danger. When he heard the sound of the flying sword, it was already too late.
Furthermore, Su Zimo had turned his back to Sun Tao and focused his attention on Feng Haoyu.
He never expected that in the spirit arena, someone would dare to ignore the sect's rules and take action!
Seeing Su Zimo's eyes, the little fat man's heart skipped a beat and said to himself: "It's over, do something bad!"