C291 pullulans

Just as Gongsun Ze Tian was running his 9th lap, Cui Zifeng started to move. His speed was extremely fast, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, he arrived beside Gongsun Ze Tian in the blink of an eye and slashed horizontally with his blade. The direction in which the blade swung was exactly towards the direction that Gongsun Ze Tian had come from.

However, what was even weirder was that Gongsun Ze Tian's figure disappeared into thin air while running. The speed at which he disappeared was extremely fast. It was as if he had never existed there. But how could Cui Zifeng let Gongsun Zaitian just run away like that? With a flash, he disappeared from where he stood. It was no wonder that everyone was moving so quickly. The number of times they had seen it today was definitely enough for many people to reflect on it for the rest of their lives.

The instant the two of them disappeared, there was also a commotion from outside the stage.

"Third Uncle, quickly tell our men to retreat!" "Be quick!" Leng Nuohan suddenly said anxiously.

"Huh?" Situ Qingyun still had not reacted, and subconsciously asked with suspicion.

"Stop it, hurry up!" Leng Nuohan said loudly as if her butt was on fire.

"Oh, I have everything. Retreat for me..." Seeing the normally calm and gentle little girl suddenly become so anxious, Situ Qingyun knew that something was off. He hurriedly ordered, but he couldn't continue any further in the end, how far was he going to retreat exactly?

"Retreat another hundred meters!" Leng Nuohan said loudly!

"Yes, all of you retreat a hundred meters!" "Faster!" Situ Qingyun saw that Leng Nuohan had spoken and immediately urged her guards to retreat.

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At the same time, Chief Elder took a step forward. Holding his [Ghost Moon Scythe Slash] in his hand, he smashed the ground with his tail heavily, and a transparent wall with flowing light appeared in front of him, protecting the people of Surveillance Council and the soldiers who were watching the show.

After he finished all of these, Cui Ziyi gave a bland look at the young lady who was walking at the back of Situ Qingyun's group. From his attire, it was impossible to tell what kind of identity he had, and both he and the young man in the arena were also wearing masks.

The reason why Cui Ziyi gave his so many glances was entirely because of Leng Nuohan's actions. He had actually noticed the strange change in the arena before he did, and it was only after she had taken action that Cui Ziyi had realized that the arena might have some sort of unexpected danger.

"Who is this girl?" What's his relationship with him? " Cui Ziyi's expression became abnormally solemn, and his heart was in turmoil. He was very curious as to who that woman was, and why she had an ability that exceeded the imagination of ordinary people at such a young age.

"Big brother, why did you put up such a barrier?" The elder holding the judge pen asked.

"You'll know soon enough!" Cui Ziyi didn't explain any further, and indifferently replied.

Just as he finished speaking, there were a few crisp sounds on the transparent barrier, as if weapons were clashing. However, the transparent barrier was shaking on its own, and there were no longer any slashes or sabers. Everyone was puzzled.

Only those who were at the ninth level or above could have such a large-scale transparent barrier. Whether it was warriors or illusionist, they could have this protective barrier, although the form was slightly different, it was similar. Most of the time, this barrier would protect the entire body, and could also be activated to form a protective barrier that could protect the entire body. They had a certain level of defense, but it wouldn't be of much use in a battle between experts of the same level.

As for level eight experts, they could only protect their entire body, and could not exist at all times. However, they could only activate their will and at critical moments, they could save their lives, but could not form a protective barrier to protect others.

The burden of protection was to protect the internal organs, preventing the external attacks from inflicting irreparable damage to the internal organs. Similarly, it could not be sustained for long periods of time, and could only be activated when the inner strength was in use.

People below the sixth rank didn't have such a thing. If they wanted to avoid death, they could only choose a better set of armor. However, good armor required a large amount of money, and not just anyone could afford it.

On the other side, Situ Qingyun's personal guards had not reached a distance of a hundred meters away, they were still desperately running towards him. Suddenly, Leng Nuohan's expression tensed up, she looked at the guards who were urging their horses to gallop ahead, and shook her head helplessly.

As soon as he landed, Leng Nuohan held up one lotus finger after another, and then said softly, "Gather!" Then, a picture of an eight-petaled lotus actually appeared in front of Leng Nuohan. The lotus flower picture floated in the air, faintly discernible. It flowed with electricity and was extremely beautiful to look at.

However, when everyone saw this lotus, they could not muster up any thoughts of blasphemy. All of them were staring at the lotus with pious gazes, as if they were from the bottom of their hearts.

Following that, Leng Nuohan held the sword fingers once again and shouted in a similarly soft voice, "Go!" When it arrived at the center of the arena, the lotus suddenly swelled up, and after the huge lotus flower reached a certain degree, it began to slowly descend. As it descended, the pressure on Cui Ziyi's barrier gradually decreased, and until the lotus completely enveloped the entire arena, Cui Ziyi was completely unable to feel any pressure at all.

Cui Ziyi looked at the lady in shock, only to see her gasping for breath, as though she had used up a lot of her strength just now. Cui Ziyi originally wanted to go over to take a look, but he was not at ease with the people around him. If anything happened to them, he was afraid that it would be too late to save them, so he simply did not go over and wait until the battle was over before going to meet the lady again. At that time, he would have to have a good chat with the young lad on the stage.

Outsiders might not be able to tell, but Leng Nuohan knew that the clothes under the mask was completely drenched, and her beautiful face under the mask was pale white. Large drops of sweat flowed down the mask and onto the ground.

"Young Mistress, are you alright?" Lan Er urged his horse to gallop over from the back. Before the horse even stopped, he had already jumped down from the horse, and quickly walked to Leng Nuohan's side.

"It's nothing. I just overused myself a bit and I'll be fine after a rest!" Leng Nuohan did not argue and leaned on Lan Er's body, and said weakly.

Leng Nuohan was only comforting Lan Er, but the reality was not as simple as Leng Nuohan had said. She was not someone who would be alright just by resting. Although it did not have any offensive power, it had a very strong defensive power. The eight petal lotus flower that appeared in the air, other than having a strong defensive power, also had the effect of allowing people to regain consciousness and clear their spirit.

Leng Nuohan had forcefully used this move because she had borrowed the strength of a certain divine object in her body. However, before she was unable to wield this kind of power, she could only passively use it to protect her master, and was not allowed to use it. Light injuries caused backlash, and heavy injuries caused her deep coma. After all, the divine object in her body was a true divine object, which was different from Gongsun Zaitian's Heaven Punishment Order.

On the other hand, Gongsun Zaitian's Heaven Punishment Order was incomplete due to some reasons. Although it still possessed a lot of energy, it could still be used by Gongsun Zaitian several times. Until it was completely repaired, that was the only way for it to reach the level of that divine object in Leng Nuohan's body.

The current Leng Nuohan could only be considered to be slightly injured from the backlash. If she had released some powerful move, she would probably be able to sleep for one or two hundred years.

But even if it was a mild backlash, it still took all the true essence in her body to be completely drained, causing her to be extremely exhausted. If not for Lan Er's support, she reckoned that Leng Nuohan would have collapsed to the ground.

"Young Mistress, how about I help you go back to the manor and heal your wounds? How can you continue to march like this?" She didn't dare to remove Leng Nuohan's mask now, but she knew that this young mistress definitely wouldn't feel good about it.

"Cough cough, I'm fine. Don't make a fuss!" Leng Nuohan lightly coughed a few times, and replied with a still weak voice.

"How can it not be urgent? You can't even stand properly right now, and that won't do. I'm going to inform Third Uncle and have him escort us back to the manor!" Lan Er shook her head with all her might, but she insisted on her opinion.

"Come back, I won't allow you to go!" Leng Nuohan's voice was a little stubborn, and a little resistant as he shouted at Lan Er, as though he had used all of his strength.

"No, this time you have to listen to me. Even if the Young Master was here, he wouldn't allow you to be like this!" Lan Er still shook her head, and said sorrowfully to Leng Nuohan.

"..." Hearing the two words "Young Master", Leng Nuohan became silent. If he knew her current appearance, she could probably shelve all the matters to the north, but would she be able to make his years of hard work go to waste? It was obviously impossible, but if she followed him, she would definitely hold up his plans.

Thinking about it till this point, Leng Nuohan did not have any thoughts of resisting returning to the manor, but she could not leave right now. She had to meet Gongsun Zaitian before she could leave, and she had to think of a way to persuade Gongsun Zaitian to continue heading north, and not delay his overall plan because of her.

The clanging sound of metal hitting metal could still be heard from within the enormous lotus cover, but there was no one inside the lotus cover at all. It was as if there was no one inside.

But if there was no one here, where did the clanging sound come from? Could it be that the people inside were moving at high speeds, causing them to be unable to see anything? Everyone was puzzled, but they couldn't enter the lotus flower barrier to check it out. They could only wait outside until the battle was over before asking again.

But right at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Leng Nuohan. He was wearing a mask, although his hair was a little scattered, it did not damage his image, but his armor was still in good condition, the fabric on his four limbs were all severely damaged, and the exposed skin was no longer recognizable, it was completely pitch black. What was fortunate was that his shoes were still hanging on his feet! Such an image, whether seen from afar or close up, looked like a defeated soldier who had experienced the baptism of war.

Seeing him appear, the entire audience was astonished. They all used gazes of disbelief to look at the person who had suddenly appeared, as if his arrival wasn't within everyone's expectations. At the same time, it was both surprising and strange.