#108 - Six hundred million low-grade spirit stones to save Qin Bu Yi
“Bang!”
Under the Golden Crow's intense offensive, Qin BuYi's injuries became increasingly severe.
The hand holding the Killing Blade began to tremble.
“Chirp!”
The Golden Crow extended a claw once more, attacking Qin BuYi's upper body, which was already a bloody mess.
“Chirp!”
This time, the Golden Crow retracted its claw, with half of Qin BuYi's heart hanging on it.
“Bang!”
Qin BuYi couldn't hold on any longer and was instantly knocked to the ground by the flaming palm.
“Boom!”
The flaming palm slammed heavily onto the ground.
The solid surface of the arena instantly cracked.
“Bang!”
The cracked ground exploded in all directions.
Qin BuYi lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
He used his divine sense to control his body, trying to stand up, but with his severe injuries, even this simple action was difficult.
The Law of Heaven and Earth automatically dissipated, and Qin BuYi's body returned from a hundred zhang to its normal size.
“Clang!”
The Killing Blade was stuck in the ground in front of Qin BuYi. He struggled to reach out and grab the Killing Blade that was within easy reach.
The Golden Crow also changed its size to match Qin BuYi's, opened its sharp beak, and pecked at Qin BuYi's outstretched hand.
“Chirp!”
A blood hole, the size of a soybean, was pecked through the palm of Qin BuYi's hand.
Beads of sweat, the size of soybeans, fell from Qin BuYi's forehead.
Qin BuYi gritted his teeth and didn't cry out.
The outstretched hand didn't stop because of the Golden Crow's attack.
His hand finally crossed the short distance and gripped the Killing Blade tightly.
Qin BuYi felt that these few seconds were as long as a century.
The Golden Crow spread its wings, and the wings, radiating a cold light, landed on Qin BuYi again.
“Bang!”
Qin BuYi's body was heavily sent flying, spinning several times in the air, before finally landing on the ground like a broken sack.
“Cough!”
Fresh blood flowed uncontrollably from Qin BuYi's mouth.
Qin BuYi's injuries were extremely severe, having lost half of his heart.
His abdomen was completely cut open, and his intestines could be vaguely seen.
There were two bloody holes in his chest that were constantly bleeding.
Qin BuYi bit his tongue, forcefully propping up his body and staggering to his feet.
“Bang!”
The Golden Crow's wings struck Qin BuYi again.
Qin BuYi fell heavily to the ground once more.
Lie Huo, who was controlling the Golden Crow from afar, seemed to be playing with a mouse, not in a hurry to kill Qin BuYi.
Seeing this scene from below the arena, Ying Zhi's eyes turned red. He said to Ying Ye and Wang Chengfeng, "We concede this match."
Wang Chengfeng refused without even thinking, "I disagree."
Ying Zhi looked at Ying Ye, who pretended to hesitate and said, "I... I also disagree! Haha."
Seeing Ying Ye teasing him, a flash of anger appeared in Ying Zhi's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He said, "Brother, I am willing to offer two hundred million low-grade spirit stones to exchange with you. Please show mercy and let Brother Qin live."
Before Ying Ye could speak, Wang Chengfeng preemptively sneered, "Two hundred million low-grade spirit stones, what generosity! This son killed two senior instructors of my Great Ming Academy in succession. Why didn't he show mercy at that time?"
"Your Highness, in my opinion, it is not enough to quell our hatred if we don't kill this son!"
Ying Ye spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, and said, "Third Brother, you see. I really want to help you, but unfortunately, this kid has incurred public wrath."
"Alas, I can't help you! Please don't blame me, Third Brother."
Ying Zhi: "Four hundred million low-grade spirit stones!"
Ying Ye's face showed surprise, and he said, "Third Brother, do you really value this person so much?"
"If you take out these four hundred million low-grade spirit stones, what will you use to fight me?"
Ying Ye was now slightly tempted, considering whether to let Qin BuYi go and obtain the four hundred million low-grade spirit stones promised by Ying Zhi.
Ying Ye was almost certain that once Ying Zhi lost these four hundred million low-grade spirit stones, he would inevitably be stretched for cash in the short term.
At that time, he could seize this opportunity to break through Ying Zhi's forces in one fell swoop.
Seeing that Ying Ye was somewhat tempted, Wang Chengfeng quickly transmitted his voice to him, saying:
"Your Highness, the Third Prince values this person so much, which only shows the necessity of killing this person."
"If we miss this opportunity, wouldn't we be letting the tiger return to the mountain? At that time, the consequences will be endless."
Hearing this, Ying Ye instantly dispelled the idea of letting Qin BuYi go, and said to Ying Zhi, "Third Brother, even if I agree, Dean Wang will not agree."
"That Qin BuYi killed two senior instructors. As the saying goes, a blood debt must be paid in blood. It is fitting that he should die here today."
Ying Zhi looked at Ying Ye, who was originally somewhat tempted, but in less than a few breaths, his attitude became firm in wanting to kill Qin BuYi.
Only a fool wouldn't know that Wang Chengfeng was behind this.
Ying Zhi looked at Wang Chengfeng and coldly snorted, "Dean Wang, what good methods!"
Wang Chengfeng looked at Ying Zhi with a smile and said, "Third Prince, you flatter me!"
Ying Zhi tried to make a final effort, and said to Ying Ye, "Brother, six hundred million low-grade spirit stones, can it buy Brother Qin's life?"
Six hundred million low-grade spirit stones had already far exceeded Ying Zhi's ability to bear.
If he really took out these six hundred million low-grade spirit stones, Ying Zhi would have to sell everything he had to scrape it together, which showed Ying Zhi's determination to save Qin BuYi.
However, Ying Ye had already made up his mind. The higher Ying Zhi's price, the more important Qin BuYi was to him. How could he let him go?
Ying Ye no longer concealed his intentions and directly opened the skylight to speak frankly, "Third Brother, let me be honest with you, this person must die today."
Ying Zhi: "You..."
Seeing that there was no room for reversal, Ying Zhi collapsed on the chair and muttered, "Brother Qin, it is my incompetence that I could not save you."
Looking at Qin BuYi on the arena, being knocked down again and again, and standing up again and again.
Ying Zhi felt even more unbearable in his heart. He turned his head and no longer looked at the arena, closing his eyes and waiting for the final result to arrive.
“Cough!”
Fresh blood flowed continuously from the corner of Qin BuYi's mouth.
The injuries all over his body were also constantly bleeding, as if it didn't cost any money.
Qin BuYi's mind gradually blurred.
Only the idea of standing up instinctively after being knocked down remained.
As an opponent, Lie Huo couldn't help but secretly admire Qin BuYi's tenacious will.
If it were someone else, they would have already lost the courage to continue fighting.
There was even a high probability that they would die due to the collapse of their will.
No one noticed that Qin BuYi, whose mind was gradually blurring, had black pupils that expanded outward, occupying the whites of his eyes.
What should have been black pupils were now blood red.
An image of a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a red dress standing in a sea of blood was reflected in the depths of his blood-red pupils.
Lie Huo glanced at Qin BuYi, who was swaying even when standing up, then turned his head to look at Wang Chengfeng below the arena.
Lie Huo's lips moved slightly, and the sound reached Wang Chengfeng's ears: "Dean Wang, you asked me to torture this kid. Now I think it's about time to send him on his way."
Who knew that Wang Chengfeng was watching with relish below? Hearing Lie Huo's words, he quickly said, "Don't rush, don't rush, torture him a little longer, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Although Lie Huo's heart was somewhat resistant to Wang Chengfeng's words.
But he still followed Wang Chengfeng's instructions, controlling the Golden Crow to continue torturing the dying Qin BuYi like a cat playing with a mouse.
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