Chapter 44: Instant Kill

Mu Lin knelt on the ground, his face, which was already bloodless, became even paler. His left hand tightly grasped his right arm. His right shoulder was empty at this moment. Mu Lin stared at his right arm, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. That was the hand holding the knife, and that was his hope to reach the peak of martial arts. Losing his right hand and shattering his hope was more painful for him than killing him.

He looked up to the sky and howled, "Waste, I want you to be torn into pieces." But Wang Sheng was no longer in the field, and Mu Lin stared at Master Fu.

The whole process actually took only a moment, and everyone had not yet reacted, but only heard a shrill scream.

Gao Cheng stood up, glared at Master Fu, and said, "Why did you interfere in the duel between disciples?"

Master Fu was in a very bad mood at this time, and said coldly, "When did I interfere in their duel? I just brought down my disciples. This time, my sect took the initiative to admit defeat."

Gao Cheng glared, "But he didn't admit defeat!"

"He looks like this now, do you think he can say the word admit defeat? Before the duel, who said that only winning and losing, not life and death, can be divided?" Master Fu pointed at Wang Sheng who was unconscious and unconscious, and was extremely indifferent.

Gao Cheng's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that his proposal would make him speechless. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Good!"

He said three good words in a row.

Gao Cheng looked at Mu Lin with great heartache. This was one of the most talented disciples of Qingtian Sect, and he had a great impact on the future of Qingtian Sect.

Gao Cheng walked onto the stage and said to Mu Lin: "Although you lost your right arm, you can still hold a knife with your left hand. There is always a hurdle on the road of martial arts. This is the most difficult hurdle in your life. Once you cross it, your life will be very different. You will soar to the sky. Today's revenge will be avenged."

Mu Lin listened to Gao Cheng's words, and his scattered eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, he radiated Cui Can's light and said respectfully to Gao Cheng: "Thank you, Sect Master, for breaking the mystery for me. I will never disappoint you."

"Haha, good, good!" Gao Cheng was extremely excited. In the blink of an eye, a waste became a genius. How could he not be excited.

He said to Mu Lin: "Go back and treat the wound first."

Sect Master Fu handed Wang Sheng to an elder and said a few words in his ear. The elder nodded and left with Wang Sheng in his arms.

The scene was surprisingly quiet. It was so tragic that even breathing stopped.

Jiuqingmen had lost two games in a row. The morale of the disciples was about to drop to the freezing point. A big victory was urgently needed to boost morale.

This time, the coalition party took the lead in selecting one person.

Qin Feng looked at a disciple and said, "Yang Qing, you will be on the stage next."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Yang Qing came to the ring like the wind.

Sect Master Fu looked at a young man and said, "Wu Xing, you go!"

Wu Xing's eyes were firm and he said, "Yes, Sect Master, I will win."

Wu Xing walked slowly but firmly towards the ring and looked at Yang Qing. Although he was an opponent, he did not lose face. He clasped his fists and said, "I am Wu Xing from Jiuqing Sect. Please teach me more!"

Yang Qing said sarcastically, "Oh, it turns out to be Junior Brother Wu. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

"I'll give you a chance to attack, otherwise you will definitely lose." Wu Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Junior Brother Wu, you are so confident that I am under great pressure." Yang Qing continued to say sarcastically.

After a pause, he continued, "But I don't want to bully the weak. As a senior brother, of course I will give you a chance to attack first."

Although Yang Qing has been speaking in a sarcastic tone, there is a reason. Speed is his biggest advantage. He is erratic, but his attack is a little weak. His goal is not to kill the opponent quickly, but to wear the opponent out.

Who would be weak if he can participate in the disciple battle? Especially since Jiuqingmen has lost two games in a row, this person must be very strong.

"In that case, then just pretend I didn't say anything." Wu Xing said.

As soon as he closed his mouth, Wu Xing moved, and only heard a scream. Wu Xing had already grasped Yang Qing's shoulder. The bones on his shoulder were making a crackling sound, and the scream was extremely tragic.

Yang Qing didn't even see the opponent's figure clearly, but he had already appeared in front of him and had already attacked him. His biggest advantage in front of Wu Xing was like an ant facing an elephant, which was completely killed in seconds.

The disciples who were ready to watch the show under the ring didn't know what happened, and the duel was over.

The Nine Green Sect erupted with earth-shaking sounds, resounding through the sky and echoing for a long time. They finally vented the anger in their hearts and felt very happy.

Wu Xing walked down the stage and came to Master Fu and said, "Master, I will live up to your trust!"

Master Fu smiled and said, "Good!"

The word "good" represents his voice.

It also represents the voice of everyone in the Nine Green Sect.

Yang Qing covered his shoulders with a painful expression and came to Qin Feng, lowering his head and not daring to say a word.

Qin Feng's face was very ugly. Qingtian Sect won two games in a row, while Qingxuan Sect lost the first game. Don't mention how uncomfortable it was.

He said coldly: "It's embarrassing, get out!"