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"Did you win?" Nanmen Feng smiled bitterly and muttered. In a sense, it could be said that he had won. To be able to fight to such an extent with someone at the ninth level of the Spirit Stage, he had won.

But, this was an arena competition, it had nothing to do with the age of the cultivation level. He did not win!

"The two of them are even!" Xu Yao arrived in time and said lightly: "Since this match is not yet over, then Su Siyuan still has the right to continue challenging. Nanmen Feng still needs to fight another round. "

Another battle?

Xu Yao's words made the crowd burst into an uproar again. It was already difficult for Nanmen Feng to stand firm. Did he still have the strength to fight again? The crowd looked at Xu Yao strangely. Nanmen Feng was now a disciple of Purple Cloud Institution, was he really going to die here?

However, Xu Yao was an elder and the disciples below the stage dared not to say anything, not to mention that it was more advantageous for them!

"Wait!" A calm and dignified voice came from the corridor. King Cheng said slowly, "The two of you will have a draw in this battle. However, since Su Siyuan was the one who challenged Nanmen Feng, and since Su Siyuan was unable to defeat Nanmen Feng, Nanmen Feng should pass this match."

"One more battle is enough!" As he spoke, he turned to look at the white robed elder. "What do you think?"

"That's how it should be." The white robed old man said, "Nanmen Feng has recorded the Spirit Ranking, so he is temporarily ranked in the 50th place. Su Siyuan was not defeated in this battle. Therefore, he is still qualified to continue his challenge. "

Although Xu Yao was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. He could only agree respectfully. He looked at Nanmen Feng coldly and said, "You have already won. Why are you still not going down?"

Nanmen Feng also wanted to go down, but he didn't have any strength left. Fortunately, Mu Pengcheng and Yuan Fei noticed Nanmen Feng's distress. The two of them rushed up to the stage at the same time and helped Nanmen Feng walk down.

"Why are you trying so hard? Isn't it just a Spirit Board? Is it worth it?" Mu Pengcheng complained as he walked.

Nanmen Feng smiled bitterly, "I was afraid that if I lose and lose the reward, I won't be able to report my loss to you!"

"Big Brother Nanmen, don't say anything for now. Have a good rest." Yuan Fei threw a dissatisfied look at Mu Pengcheng, as if this was all his fault.

"Blame me?" Mu Pengcheng shouted in dissatisfaction, "Don't worry, he won't die, you're still in the mood to joke around."

The moment he said that, Yuan Fei rolled his eyes again, "If you don't say anything, can you just suffocate to death?"

"Kid, you dare to talk back?" Mu Pengcheng let out a weird cry. His fan like hand slapped the back of Yuan Fei's head as he shouted, "Have you forgotten who was protecting you?"

Yuan Fei, who was supporting Nanmen Feng, could not dodge and was hit by Liu Tie's solid slap. His face turned red and he said coldly, "You think you can protect me with that little strength of yours? "You are far worse than Big Brother Nanmen!"

"You …" Mu Pengcheng was instantly angered, but he was also helpless when he found that his cowhide had already been blown apart. The strength that Nanmen Feng displayed just now was too much stronger than his.

"Enough, stop arguing!" Nanmen Feng said with a wry smile, "Are you guys afraid that I won't die?"

After the battle ended, Nanmen Feng relaxed his mind. Only then did he realize the excruciating pain from both inside and outside his body. Right now, he just wanted to find a place to have a good rest. If they could find a quiet place to enter the God Slaughtering Pagoda, it would be best to place their hopes on Yuan Fei.

"Yuan Fei, is there a quiet place where no one will barge in?"

"Yes." Yuan Fei quickly replied: "It's just that it's a bit far, that's where Master lives, where I temporarily live." As he spoke, he pointed to the buildings at the peak of the mountain.

"Is this his residence?" Nanmen Feng frowned slightly. Even a fool could tell that Xu Yao harbored evil intentions towards him. Are you sure you want to go?

Yuan Fei said, "Big Brother Nanmen, let's go. Anyway, it will be a few days until the end of the Spirit Board competition. There are still older students to challenge later."

"Alright!" Nanmen Feng nodded. There was no time to delay the injuries on his body. If he delayed it too long, it might leave behind hidden injuries, which would increase the risk of unnecessary changes.

As soon as he entered, the Purple Thunder Eagles flapped its wings and pounced on him. Nanmen Feng, who was unable to resist at all, was instantly suppressed by it. The long-beak pecked at Nanmen Feng's body. His passionate performance made Nanmen Feng grimace in pain and suffer greatly.

Sensing Nanmen Feng's strangeness, the Purple Thunder Eagles looked at Nanmen Feng with a puzzled expression. Then, as if it suffered a great grievance, it lowered its head and whined softly, while gently rubbing Nanmen Feng's arm.

"What a clever little fellow." Less than two months old, he had already activated his Spiritual Intelligence. He reached out and gently caressed the Purple Thunder Eagles's head, saying in a soft voice: "Go and play first, I'll come and accompany you after I heal my injuries."

The Purple Thunder Eagles tilted its head, its big eyes rolling around non-stop, as if it was considering Nanmen Feng's suggestion. After a long while, he pecked Nanmen Feng lightly, reluctantly turned around and left.

Nanmen Feng barely managed to sit up. He didn't want to lie on the ground and operate his martial arts again. The God Slaughtering Pagoda's vitality was faint, and it had used up quite a lot of vitality recently. At this moment, he had a deep impression of the rich and the poor.

No matter what, it was more important to recover from his injuries first. He slowly closed his eyes and activated his cultivation technique. Gray and misty Essence Qi instantly rushed towards Nanmen Feng. The Purple Thunder Eagles beside him looked over with flickering eyes, quietly looking at Nanmen Feng.

The grey and misty Essence Qi had a miraculous effect on healing wounds, Nanmen Feng guessed that it must be related to the Blood Essence that was being absorbed.

An hour passed quickly. Nanmen Feng slowly opened his eyes and let out a light breath. Nanmen Feng had recovered most of his injuries, and the energy in the God Slaughtering Pagoda was almost depleted. He quickly kept his cultivation technique to prevent himself and the Purple Thunder Eagles from being ejected out.

He took out four Storage Bag s and placed them in front of him, one by one, Wen Chengyi, Fang Tianyi, Xiao Wenshan and himself.

Amongst them, Xiao Wenshan was the richest. He alone had more Essence Stone than the three of them combined, which made Nanmen Feng think of Faang Qing's Storage Bag. Unfortunately, it was kept by the Purple Cloud Institution.

The pile of Essence Stone were all of medium or low quality. Although there were not many of them, there were not many. Nanmen Feng clenched his teeth, and with a palm strike, all the Essence Stone shattered. A majestic wave of elemental energy immediately dispersed and filled Meal God's Tower. Not long after, the grey mist became denser.

"Ai!" Nanmen Feng sighed, "He's become a pauper again."

He did not plan to use the top quality Essence Stone, as it would be useful for him to breakthrough his bottlenecks in the future. If people were to know that he had spent only 30 or so of the hundreds of pills, he would definitely point at Nanmen Feng and scold him for being a spendthrift.

"Essence Stone, Essence Stone, Essence Stone." Right now, he desperately needed Essence Stone to support the operation of the God Slaughtering Pagoda. The Purple Thunder Eagles lived inside, and the God Slaughtering Pagoda was constantly consuming its energy.

If that day, his vitality was completely used up and the Purple Thunder Eagles was suddenly ejected, it would be a big joke.

It hadn't even been fifteen minutes since they went outside, so Nanmen Feng took the time to tidy up the Storage Bag and picked out some useful Pills to store. He kept the rest on a single Storage Bag and changed them into Essence Stone sometime.

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