Chapter 118 Yu Feiling vs Mo Lan (3)
Chapter 118 Yu Feiling vs Mo Lan (3)
What kind of competition is this? It's simply a one-sided beating. Yu Feiling is not determined, but it's useless to beg for mercy in this place. But what should Mo Lan do to make her suffer? She really can't hold on any longer. This kind of pain is worse than death.
"Where did the magic weapon come from? Tell me the truth." Mo Lan bent his fingers one by one, as if he was going to crush Yu Feiling's bones in the next second.
Yu Feiling cried, "Of course I bought it with money. This thing cost me all my family's savings. If I had known I would die after buying it, I would not have bought it."
Mo Lan did not feel pity for Yu Feiling because she cried so miserably. Instead, an inexplicable excitement appeared on his face. He slapped Yu Feiling in the face and said, "Do you think I know nothing? This kind of magic weapon is of such good quality, how can someone like you buy it?"
Yu Feiling felt her teeth breaking her lip and tasted a fishy taste of blood. She had no choice but to continue the show: "What's so good about this appearance? I can't stop you at all. Am I not going to die anyway?"
"Humph, of course it's useless to me. If you really encounter someone with a higher level of cultivation, what magic weapon can you use to resist? But no matter what, it does have a defensive function. Although it's useless, it's not usually seen."
Yu Feiling was really fed up with these immortal cultivators. Could they please not know everything? She wanted to deceive no one but failed, so she could only make up a new story and said, "You must get to the bottom of this, right? Then shut up, or just kill me. Before I entered Chongyun Sect, my parents and I encountered a runaway girl who had a lot of good stuff on her. We took her in for a few days, got the truth out of her, and then killed her."
As Yu Feiling's story became more and more outrageous, Mo Lan was in no mood to argue with her, so he grabbed her arm and twisted it. Mo Lan didn't hold back at all this time, and directly dislocated Yu Feiling's joints. Yu Feiling screamed and fainted in pain.
When she woke up from the second splash, Yu Feiling was speechless. Mo Lan knew that she was close to death after suffering such an injury, so he didn't waste time talking to her: "Come on, I won't ask where you came from. Just tell me how to recognize the owner, and I'll take this thing."
"Then you'd better not kill me, otherwise I won't tell you." Yu Feiling let out a breath from his throat.
Mo Lan frowned: "Do you know what you are talking about? You should kneel down and beg me, and find a way to save your life, instead of making conditions with me here, do you understand?"
Yu Feiling shook her head silently.
Mo Lan really didn't understand why this person was so stubborn. He thought he could handle anything after working in this business for so many years, but he didn't expect to run into such a stubborn person. But it would be unreasonable if he didn't solve it. It took too long, and it was time for the competition.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I know that I am a man who makes no promises, but listen to me, I am not afraid of the rules of this competition. Even if you don't die now, I have ten thousand ways to kill you. If you tell me the method, I will spare your life. If you don't tell me, I will kill you now. You lost the first game, and you won't be able to use this in the future."
Yu Feiling still shook her head stubbornly, but before she could move, Mo Lan raised the condensed sword and stabbed at Yu Feiling. After several stabs, Yu Feiling's entire abdomen was pierced through by him: "Did I ask you to reject me? You won't even give me such a worthless thing? You are not even afraid of death? What are you afraid of?"
When he gets crazy, his face is so androgynous that it actually gives Yu Feiling a sense of pleasure, as if she is watching those people she envies unable to get what they want. It can be considered a good performance.
Under the effect of the ice flower, she was temporarily frozen and had no sense of anything. She pulled up the corners of her mouth with difficulty and said, "You really don't look good like this. So you want to be a lunatic like this? So pitiful, is it because no one likes you?"
Seeing that Yu Feiling still had something to say, Mo Lan suppressed his unhappiness. After listening to her method of recognizing the master, he couldn't wait to grab it.
Seeing his impatient look, Yu Feiling laughed sarcastically and said, "Just consider it a reward from me..."
Hearing this, Mo Lan could no longer hold back, bursting out all his spiritual power and stabbing Yu Feiling's chest with a sword. The two of them had been consuming too much time in the barrier, and Mo Lan's spiritual power finally couldn't support it. The vines suddenly disappeared, and both of them fell down. This disappearance didn't matter, Mo Lan's sword was off target, at least it didn't pierce the heart.
Yu Feiling lost the protection of the magic weapon, and the blood could no longer be stopped, gushing out from the wound. Her white school uniform had been dyed red. She fell on the competition stage, no longer having the strength to move.
Mo Lan quickly restrained his hideous and distorted face, slowly landed on the ground, waiting to announce his victory.
"Fei Ling!" Qin Shuxue finally saw Yu Fei Ling coming out. They were all waiting, but Situ Xiayan couldn't bear it any longer. She was about to go up to the competition stage with a whip, but was stopped by several people.
Although Situ Xiayan and Yu Feiling didn't get along, she couldn't just sit there and watch this kind of low-level trick happen in front of her and remain indifferent. But she couldn't hold back the two grown men, Hengli and Yingyong. As for Qin Shuxue, let's not talk about her. She was just a bonus.
After the referee announced his verdict, Qin Shuxue rushed to the stage and picked up Yu Feiling. She didn't dare to move her forcefully, so she had to quickly draw a formation on her body to barely stop the bleeding.
Situ Xiayan looked like she was about to die of anger. She caught up with Mo Lan in a few steps and looked his face carefully from top to bottom.
Mo Lan had already seen the commotion here and smiled at Situ Xiayan: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
When Situ Xiayan saw that Yu Feiling was so badly injured and Mo Lan's clothes were covered with Yu Feiling's blood, her face immediately turned ugly and she raised the whip to hit him.
Mo Lan would not fight with her. She had nothing to do after fighting two rounds in a row. She raised her folding fan to block and looked at Yan Liuli who was on the judges' seat.
Yan Liuli immediately stepped forward and stopped Situ Xiayan in a stern voice: "What do you Chongyun Sect disciples mean? It's a good game, but you come out one after another to disrupt it. Are you dissatisfied with my Liuli Palace? Don't you know the rules of the competition? Do you want to be disqualified by doing this? Our competition is completely fair. Considering everyone's interests, it is absolutely not allowed to vent personal grudges after the game!"
Doesn't Yan Liuli think it's ridiculous to say this? Yu Feiling is still lying there covered in blood. How can he have the nerve to say that he has considered everyone?
Qin Shuxue had no time to argue with Yan Liuli. She drew the formation again and again, and cried in a hoarse voice: "Where is Senior Brother Yuze? Where is the doctor? Any one will do. Aren't there equipment? Doesn't this count as killing on the competition stage? Who will save her? Who can save her..."
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