The man who had just asked the question shook his head and said, "If you ask me, this An Lingyao is too stupid. Isn't it just a test quota? It's not certain that he can enter the inner gate. Is it more important than his life?"
"That's right. Chen Jian is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just one step away from the Spirit Severing stage. But An Lingyao is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Even though they are both doctors and are not proficient in swordsmanship and magic, it would be easy to kill him and cripple him. Alas, pity for a man who originally had a good future!"
"Are you talking about An Lingyao?!"
As the man was sighing with emotion, he suddenly heard a pleasant and cold young man's voice, which was slightly raised because of shock, as if a thunderclap was about to hit his ears.
The person being asked was startled, and when he turned around he saw a handsome young man looking at him with a frown.
He said quickly: "Yes, in order to get back the qualification for the assessment, An Lingyao agreed to fight Chen Jian to the death. Now I am afraid that it has already been..."
Before he could finish, Xi Yue disappeared from the spot.
The people crowded around the Wentian Arena felt a huge force coming at them and they retreated involuntarily.
Soon, a slender young man squeezed into the crowd like a loach.
As soon as Xi Yue arrived in front of the ring, she quickly saw An Lingyao, who was beaten to a bloody state and whose face was unrecognizable.
Chen Jian stepped on An Lingyao and laughed loudly, "An Lingyao, don't blame me, blame that kid named Xi Yue. He is just a warrior from the small Dark Cloud Realm, but he dared to slap our Chen family in the face by relying on his status as a medical immortal? Who do you think you are? Even if it is a dragon, it will coil up obediently when it comes to the Tianyi Valley, let alone a worm like you."
"This time, I'll teach you a lesson. I only want your hands. Next time, I'll take everyone from your Anling family. No one will be left alive. You'd better go back and tell Xiyue this!"
As he said that, he exerted force on his foot and kicked An Lingyao hard in the abdomen.
An Lingyao was already screaming at this point, and his whole body was kicked into the air. Blood spurted out of his mouth, leaving a blood-red arc in the air.
The sword in Chen Jian's hand soared into the sky again, whistling towards An Lingyao, and was about to cut off his hands.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in the air like a gust of wind and caught An Lingyao, who was covered in blood. With a wave of his hand, Chen Jian's flying sword fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.
I saw a handsome young man holding the unconscious An Lingyao in his arms and slowly letting him fall to the ground.
Many people were guessing the boy's identity in doubt, but Chen Jian gritted his teeth and spat out two words: "Xi Yue!"
But soon, he laughed wildly, "Hahaha, Xiyue, you are here as expected."
He had someone send that letter to Xi Yue, and he was originally thinking whether Xi Yue would stand up for An Lingyao. If Xi Yue didn't come, he would first destroy An Lingyao to vent his anger, and then make trouble for Xi Yue.
Unexpectedly, God favored him so much. Not only was An Lingyao crippled by him, but even Xi Yue came over.
Today, he would take back all the face and dignity that the Chen family had lost, with interest.
Xi Yue quickly landed on the ground, carefully placed An Lingyao on the ground, and pierced the silver needle in her hand into his body at an extremely fast speed, and the spiritual power was transferred to him along the silver needle as if it was free. (To be continued)