Lu Ming had already sent greetings to Wei Zhixing's whole family in his heart. Zheng Shiyi had been missing a straw since he was a dozen sticks old, let alone straw now! The stick came down one after another, and it was like a huge mountain! But he is still alive!
Wei Zhixing patted Lu Ming's shoulder comfortingly, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, Xiao Lu! You see... It's really surprising that this little beast can withstand a hundred sticks. But he challenged It’s three hundred sticks! It’s impossible to succeed..."
The more the striker Hao Dong hit him, the more frightened he became. This newbie in front of him couldn't be beaten to death no matter how hard he hit him! I'd better be gentler...if he survives, he will think of me well.
Wei Zhixing's heart had already lost the calmness on his face, and he kept cursing in his heart, "Three hundred sticks! Do you really think you can hold on?"
"Hurry up and shout stop! Hurry up and beg for mercy!"
"If you don't persist for three hundred strokes, even if you persist for two hundred and ninety-nine strokes, it will not be considered a success! Hurry up and admit defeat!"
Although the weight of the soul-killing stick is not heavy, if one hundred sticks are used, the wielder will be unable to bear it no matter how strong he is.
Hao Dong, the wielder of the baton, was also praying in his heart, hurry up and stop! You shouted stop... I don't need to be so tired!
"One hundred and thirty great!"
"One hundred and thirty-one!"
“…”
"Two hundred and one stick!"
When the stick fell, the onlookers even forgot to breathe and opened their mouths to express their surprise.
According to the records of Sanguantang, those who can persist for one hundred sticks are very rare! Two hundred sticks? This record is better than hundreds of years ago!
Three hundred sticks...maybe it can really be done! Hope ignited in the eyes of many people. Those were not the hopes of supporting Zheng Shiyi, but just... they just wanted to witness a legendary record being successfully created!
Panic, unprecedented panic!
Wei Zhixing's temples were soaked with cold sweat. He rushed in front of the wielder and stretched out his hand to grab the soul-destroying rod. He did it himself!
Hao Dong grasped the soul-destroying rod and pulled it hard into his arms. He competed with Wei Zhixing for the control of the soul-destroying rod and said, "Elder... this... is against the rules, isn't it?"
Wei Zhixing's eyes were full of murderous light, and he said in a very low voice: "Hand over the stick... If anything happens, I will handle it myself!"
Carry? Resist your sister! Hao Dong wanted to spit on the opponent's face. The rules of the sect were not like this. If he didn't protect the stick well, he would let go and give it away, and the punishment elder would appear... It would not be as simple as just breaking his own legs! It will definitely kill someone!
"Elder... please break both my arms..." Hao Dong said with helplessness in his eyes: "That way, it will be easier for me to explain to the elders..."
Punish the elders? Wei Zhixing shuddered, and the hand holding the soul-killing rod subconsciously let go at this moment.
Punish the elders! That is the real pillar behind Sanguantang! He is also the real person in charge of Sanguantang! Even if the leader comes in person, he still has to give him enough face!
Breaking the rules of Sanguantang? Even Wei Zhixing, the elder of Sanguantang, would be mercilessly slapped to death!
"Useless thing!" Wei Zhixing raised his leg and kicked Hao Dong away, threw the soul-killing stick to another short and fat Nine-wheel Realm disciple and shouted: "Yan Su! Come here! Give it to me!" I'll kill him!"
Yan Su took the stick in his hand with a sad face. Who couldn't see the scene just now? This Zheng Shiyi is simply an unbeatable monster! If I hit someone with a stick now, wouldn't that offend me
Wei Zhixing's almost murderous eyes almost touched Yan Su's face and said, "If I see you letting loose, I'll beat you to death!"
"Yan Su, right..." Zheng Shiyi spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva weakly, and chuckled: "It's the right thing to pass three levels, I won't blame you..."
Yan Su suddenly closed the eyes on his face, which were not much bigger than soybeans, raised the stick high and knocked it down...
"It hurts!"
Zheng Shiyi screamed immediately, blood spurted from the wound, and cold sweat flowed out as his body trembled violently.
"There are less than ninety-nine sticks left..."
Zheng Shiyi sucked in a cold breath between his teeth, secretly calculating the numbers in his heart, and at the same time stimulating his true energy, crazily stimulating the soul seeds to beat violently for treatment.
"Xu Sa, people from the Law Enforcement Hall, Elder Wei, none of you can escape!"
Under Wei Zhixing's fierce gaze, Yan Su did not dare to spare any effort in his strikes, and hit Zheng Shiyi with more force than the last, beating Zheng Shiyi to pieces and dying.
But no matter how hard he tried, Zheng Shiyi, who was hit by the soul-killing rod, seemed to be protected by some special god, preventing him from dying immediately!
As he got closer and closer to Three Hundred Sticks, Lu Ming's face became more and more ugly...
A straw can indeed break a cow! But in front of Zheng Shiyi, this trick doesn't seem to work. It's two hundred and ninety, and this guy shows no signs of dying! In the end... which stick is the real straw that breaks the cow
If this guy has not died in the remaining ten sticks, then he will have succeeded in the challenge. By then...
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Wei Zhixing's expression was not much better. Ever since he took charge of Sanguantang, few people had been able to pass the "Three Passes".
Like Zheng Shiyi, he passed the Sword Qi Pass, the Gravity Pass of the Nine Wheels of Qi Wheel Realm, and endured three hundred soul-killing sticks. This is definitely the first person in history!
Which of these three levels, if it had been someone else... not to mention this life, it would have been ten lifetimes! It's impossible to complete! But... this kid has completed all three levels!
If that were the case, he would be completely trapped here today!
The others were like fools, staring motionlessly at Zheng Shiyi, who had been beaten nearly three hundred times with the soul-killing rod and was still not dead.
"Snapped!"
A light blue electric current, accompanied by the fall of the soul-killing rod, hit Zheng Shiyi hard.
Zheng Shiyi was tortured by unprecedented severe pain, almost breaking the roots of his teeth. Fortunately, the beating of the soul seed quickly alleviated the pain.
The soul-killing rod was no longer as dazzling as before and calmed down.
Three hundred sticks completed!
"Peng!"
A stone door not far from the crowd suddenly opened to both sides, revealing an old man sitting cross-legged, with gray hair, the hair on his head had fallen out, and a headband tied in front of his forehead.
Perhaps few people in the entire Xuanming Sect have ever seen this old man!
However, those two powerful characters [punishment] on his chest! But everyone knows it!
Just these two words have already revealed his identity!
"Punish the ancestor! It's really punishing the ancestor!"
If the challenger can withstand three hundred soul-killing rods, the Punishment Ancestor will personally come out to uphold justice for the challenger.
No one can survive three hundred soul-killing sticks!
In the eyes of everyone, all this was weak and ethereal, but they did not expect that the Punishment Ancestor would actually appear.
The Patriarch of Punishment has unpredictable cultivation and is the only one in the sect. He has a very high status in the sect. When the leader sees him, he will treat him a little less favorably. He is responsible for the implementation of all the rules in the sect.
If he came forward to seek justice, wouldn't the person who framed Zheng Shiyi be finished
Everyone was secretly worried about the person who framed Zheng Shiyi, "The person who framed this kid is pitiful enough. He must have hit a knife edge now."
"Dong dong dong!"
Four men suddenly ran in from the door, and everyone turned their attention to them.
The person running at the front had unfocused eyes, a slightly crooked mouth, and an annoyed look on his face. It was Xu Sa who ran over quickly after receiving a message from Lu Ming's men.
Behind him were the three Law Enforcement Hall disciples who went to deliver the message.
"Why is he here?"
Xu Sa was notorious among the outer disciples, and almost everyone didn't know him. Everyone was full of doubts about his arrival.
Xu Sa looked around and saw the familiar figure opposite Zheng Shiyi, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle, why are you here?"
Wei Zhixing is a brother of an elder of the Xu family. Xu Sa has met him a few times. Sanguantang is relatively deserted on weekdays. It is normal for Xu Sa not to know that he is in charge of this place.
Wei Zhixing explained without much energy: "I am the elder in charge of Sanguantang, so naturally I have to be here."
"Ah? It turns out you are the elder of Sanguantang!" Xu Sa was even more happy than before.
Glancing at Zheng Shiyi, he quickly walked up to Elder Wei, pointed at Zheng Shiyi and said, "Then what is he doing here?"
Elder Wei rolled his eyes at Zheng Shiyi and said, "He said that he was framed and sent to a cell. He wanted to clear his grievances by challenging him to 'pass three levels'."
"So that's what happened!" Xu Sa suddenly realized, walked up to Zheng Shiyi, and said with a proud smile: "Do you want to challenge the 'passing three levels' to clear your grievances?"
"Do you know whose territory this is?"
"This is my uncle's and grandfather's territory! My uncle and grandfather have the final say in everything!"
"Aren't you going to pass the 'Three Passes' to clear your grievances?"
"I will make it clear to you today!"
"That head is indeed yours, I just want to frame you!"
"I framed you for being put into the cell!"
"The torture you suffered was also caused by me arranging the Law Enforcement Hall to do it!"
"But even if you know all this, what can you do?"
"This is my uncle's territory! Even if you kneel in front of me today, you will break your head!"
"How should I punish you, or how I should punish you, I want everyone to know that this is what will happen if you offend me, Xu Sa!"
The people nearby were so frightened by these sonorous and powerful words that they trembled a few times, "As expected of Xu Sa."
"Leave a ray of hope in life. You've tortured people to this point. Why don't you leave a ray of hope for others?"
"This guy is really not someone to be provoked. It's a pity that boy provoked him. It seems that from now on, when we see Xu Sa, we have to go around him!"
Xu Sa's uncle was in charge of Sanguantang, and his eldest brother became famous in the inner sect again.
Even if the Punishment Ancestor comes forward, they don't believe that the Punishment Ancestor will not give them face.
Looking at Zheng Shiyi again, they all sighed at the punishment Zheng Shiyi was about to receive, "Alas..."
ps: Three levels completed! The Passion of Zheng Shiyi is over! Next...it's time to feel proud!