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CHAPTER 100 A Fearful Moment

Leng Fei frowned, it was too late to dodge. He had no choice but to use his elemental energy to block the attack. The deep green colored elemental energy formed a thick barrier in front of Leng Fei. When the silver needles collided with the barrier, they produced a humming sound.

Leng Fei squinted his eyes dangerously. With a wave of his sleeve, the needles changed their direction and headed in the opposite direction, and there was a pavilion right over there.

It was too late to think about it. She pulled Leng Feixue to the side and shielded her in front of her. With a few 'swoosh' sounds, all the silver needles stabbed into Leng Feixue's body. Leng Feixue's eyes widened. She never would have thought that Leng Feixue's second elder sister would use her as a shield.

Leng Feixue's body slowly softened. At this moment, she was like a deflated balloon. The Essence in her body was quickly dissipating, and her eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness.

Leng Hanyi seemed to be scared out of her wits as well. It was only after staring blankly for more than ten seconds did she regain her senses. Looking at Leng Feixue on the ground, she gritted her teeth before slowly squatting down, "Third sister, don't worry. I will avenge you."

Leng Feixue used the last of his strength to shake his head. He could not stop his tears from flowing as he weakly said, "No, no..."

Leng Hanyi pulled Leng Feixue's chin over and poured all the contents of the porcelain bottle into her mouth, before tapping a few of the acupoints on her body.

Leng Feixue's hands gripped his neck, his face filled with pain. The veins on his body bulged out, making him look extremely horrifying.

The Absolute Yuan Needles, it was truly a good move. The Absolute Yuan Needle was the needle that would quickly dissipate the Yuan Qi in the body of the person who was hit by the needle, and there was no possibility of him ever practicing the Yuan Qi in his entire life. He would become a true cripple, but he would not die just like that, and it would not be that easy for her to become a cripple.

Everyone jumped in fright, but luckily Leng Feishuang had already dissolved it. Jing Fei who was in the stands rushed down and looked around Leng Feishuang a few times before he let out a sigh of relief. It had to be known that his heart was in his throat at that moment.

"Men, go to the pavilion opposite and search. Who dares to lay such a vicious hand on Princess Wushuang?!" Jing Fei said with a heavy voice to the soldier who had rushed over.

Leng Feishuang glanced at Di Wuxiang, intentionally or unintentionally, he happened to look right into his eyes. In just a few seconds, Leng Feishuang turned his head away.

The following matches were all won by Leng Fei. In the end, the judge stood at the center of the stage and loudly announced, "In this competition, the final champion will be Leng Fei Shuang."

Although this news was known to everyone, there were still people who were happy and there were some who were worried. No one thought that Leng Feishuang, who was just trash a few months ago, would actually become the champion, let alone that their Holy Lord was still here.

Di Wuxiang's lips slightly curled up as she whispered a few sentences into Zhui Feng's ear. The others couldn't hear what Di Wuxiang was saying, but they could see the unpredictable expression on Chasing Wind Protector's face.

Everyone present stared at Chasing Wind without blinking, including Leng Feibiao. They frowned slightly and said something.

Chasing Wind stood straight, took two steps forward, cleared his throat, and scanned the crowd before finally locking his eyes onto Leng Fei Duo.

"The Holy Master has ordered that the Jia P Kingdom's Leng Fei is extremely talented and well-liked by me. I will take him in as my last disciple!"

Zhui Feng endured the shock in his heart and finally revealed everything Di Wuxiang had said. Sure enough, the tens of thousands of people in the audience immediately exploded into a commotion. They no longer cared about whether the Holy Lord was present or not as they all began to communicate with each other.

"What? I didn't hear wrongly did I? The last disciple is still the last disciple of Lord Holy Lord! Come here, come and hit me a bit! I'll definitely be dreaming!"

"Aiyo, you really did hit me!"

"You let me call you yourself, and now you're blaming me …"

"I'm afraid the Leng family is going to cry to death this time. I never thought that the most promising daughter of the Leng family would be the trash of the past. Haha, the heavens are really playing a big joke on us!"

Leng Fei stood unmoving on the stage, as though the people below weren't talking about her.

Beside him, Jing Feizhen was also extremely shocked, but at the same time, he also let out a bitter laugh. Feimu had become the disciple of the Holy Lord, so everything was left up to her. Of course, this included her marriage.

Everything had already settled. Di Wuxiang took a deep look at Leng Fei's figure and disappeared from the viewing platform in a flash. Zhui Feng smiled at Leng Fei and followed behind him. After that, the disciples of the Jia Lan Immortal Mountain also left in an orderly manner.

At this time, the soldiers that went to check on the pavilion returned. The officer walking at the front walked in front of Jing Feichen, "Your Highness, we didn't find anyone, but we found this." He raised his hand and took out a porcelain bottle.

Leng Fei squinted her eyes and took the bottle. She placed it in front of her nose and sniffed it, "Floating Light Powder." She did not expect Leng Hanyi to do this to her own sister. Although she did not go up, she was very clear about what just happened.

"Fei Chen, I will return first. Come here and take care of the aftermath." After saying that, Leng Feishuang did not give Jing Feichen a chance to speak as he left in large strides.

In the Prime Minister's manor, Leng Chengren had just returned home and saw Leng Feixue lying on a shelf on the floor. He finally could not hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood as he stared at his two daughters. Within a day, his two daughters had met with misfortune; no matter how cold-blooded he was, he would not be able to withstand such a blow.

"Master, please wake up!" Fang Shuwan was extremely shocked. She hurriedly went forward to help Leng Chengren up. She did not care what happened to Leng Feixue, but she did not want anything to happen to him.

Leng Wuyi also jumped in fright, "Quick, go get a doctor!" With that, the two of them carried Leng Chengren back to their room, leaving Leng Feixue on the ground.

Leng Feishuang did not return to the princess' mansion and instead went to the prime minister's mansion. At this moment, the Prime Minister's estate was in chaos from Leng Chengren's fall, so perhaps no one would notice her even if she strutted out.

The room was packed with people. The three doctors that Leng and Yi and Fang Shuwan had invited over were outside. On the other hand, Leng Feishuang was sitting on the roof of the room. He was able to clearly see everything that was happening inside.

"Madam, there is no need to panic. Right now, the Prime Minister is feeling anxious. As long as the blood in his heart can be drained in time, he can take another pill!" A white-bearded old man said. The other two physicians nodded in agreement.