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Two strange forces hit him right in the middle of his chest. The battlefield was close to the Shanzhong acupoint, and in the middle of the Dantian there was nothing to be surprised about. If it wasn't because he could predict the situation, he really wouldn't be able to defend it.

Zhu Ci felt as if a huge lightning bolt had exploded in his chest. Looking at the people from the Great Rock Mountain Sect who were watching the competition in front of him, he only took a few steps before he violently coughed out a mouthful of blood.

The central dantian was the city, and the burning heat from a powerful infant's breath was the attacking party. He wanted to take over the nest and take from the offspring that would dare to help the evil Qi, and naturally would not be willing to do so. Thus, he gave up and would not be able to defend the shanzhong acupoint.

The two sides' strength were unable to determine the victor at the moment, resulting in a tug of war. Although the hot breath of the strong infant was strong, the battlefield was far from it. It was difficult to defeat the enemy in a short period of time.

The evil Qi that came out of Wu Xiang Wu Yao's body seemed to be suppressed by the infant's hot breath, and it had long since refused to accept the outcome. This realm was like enduring for a long time, the despised Zhu Ci's mind was secretly in sync, so even the weaker Wu Xiang Wu Yan who combined multiple elements was able to defend against it.

It had originally felt that its master's mind had changed, and was actually going to go berserk. It had come to help him get rid of this evil aura, but unfortunately, even its master's heart wasn't willing to help it. This was not something that could be expressed with the simple word 'helpless'.

In the mortal world, there were three kinds of mysterious figures, the upper, middle and lower dantian, which were gathered together. However, the hidden Nine Yin Cold Ice Zhen Qi inside the dantian was nothing, and the attacking force from the middle dantian and the upper dantian which had yet to be refined had already far surpassed the physical pain.

Even with his extremely tough meridians, he could not withstand it. His vision went black, but he wanted to tell his fellow sect members that he had won, otherwise he would have already fainted from the torture.

"Alright!" Applause unceasingly rang out from the first stage of the true generation arena.

The applause from below the stage was completely another world. Everyone was shouting so loudly that they were completely mesmerized by the martial arts learned by the two figures on the stage.

One of them had a simple and unadorned sword art, supported by the aid of formations, while the other was agile and nimble, adding to the ingenuity of the palm technique.

The zither only shot out one move, but it was actually filled with thousands of threads. One move contained dozens of moves, which attacked the enemy's entire body, striking all of the enemy's major acupoints. From the time Zhu Chi left until now, two hours had passed, and the two sides still had not won. This was especially true for the people of Great Rock Mountain. With the help of the zither's exquisite palm technique and the array formation, they were actually able to attack and defend themselves for so long. This caused many to be amazed: No wonder he was ranked fourth in the previous competition.

Below the stage, there were two experts, Shop Master and Zhong Yi, Great Rock Peak and Clear Wind Peak, standing there. There was no need to talk about them, even the Hua Shan Sect Leader, Mu Ren Qing, was also sitting on his chair, watching the exciting competition to get the third place.

If they had really lost this time, then this year's competition would be just like the previous one, without any progress. However, seeing that Yang Pingquan was standing on the array, his sword technique seemed to have become more nimble, and he did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all. At the same time, he felt a bit more relaxed. Zhong Yi looked at the storefront next to her. Seeing her husband's nervous expression, she softly said, "Relax. The ability to be free is your direct disciple. It's quite your style!"

The storekeeper turned his head and glanced at Zhong Yi. With a slight smile, he turned his head to look at the stage again.

Seeing that Zhen Xian had not yet comprehended the power of the formation sword, he only shook his head slightly. Suddenly, he felt a commotion from the surrounding disciples, and even the disciples from the other mountains nearby.

He turned his head and was stunned for a moment by the depth of his mental fortitude.

The corner of his mouth still had traces of blood, and his clothes were all dry and torn, as if he had been grilled in a fire. He even exaggerated to the point where he was emitting hot air, evaporating the mist in the hall, and facing his body came a pungent smell of burnt flesh. Everyone could see that he was walking very hard. It was as if every step he took exhausted all of his strength, but for some reason, he was still stubbornly walking forward.

Without saying a word, he left his seat and stood up like a meatball. Zhong Yi, feeling the strangeness of his husband, gave him a strange look, then realized that something was wrong. Following his gaze, her face turned pale, and she immediately stood up as well.

At this moment, even more people looked over.

Zhu Ci walked in front of the storekeeper, who was usually the most ignored by him, and upon seeing his so-called stubbornness, an uncontrollable rage suddenly welled up in his heart. This rage was so strong that even though he tried his best to suppress it, everyone could still hear it: "Who is it, who dares to hurt my disciple like this, didn't you say you only take part in the fight!? Could it be that you dare to hurt others after winning the competition? " The sound was like a clap of thunder.

Zhong Zi Ru's body shuddered. She could tell that her husband was truly angered by this disciple whom he had once looked down upon. Feeling a bit worried, she pulled Si Shou Shi along, but soon after, her gaze landed on Zhu Chi.

On both sides, the disciples of the Great Rock Mountain Sect were so shocked that they stood still and forgot to help Zhu Ci.

On the stage, Zhen Xian and the True Zither were engaged in a fierce battle. The array formation fought palm to hand magic, and they were both close to each other. One was filled with awe-inspiring sword Qi, while the other was sinister and ruthless.

Then he looked deeply at the storefront in front of him, saw the angry expression on his fat face, as if there was a faint trace of concern, and thought: So he wasn't so cold, there are still some people in the school who care about me a little.

With this concern, Wu Xiang, who was desperately guarding the middle dantian's gate, felt a burst of warmth in his heart. He resisted the heat invading evil energy and became masterless, instantly disappearing without a trace. He used all his strength to shake his head and said in a low voice, "That's not it, Grand Preceptor. Ancestor, I won."

After speaking, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. In an instant, the sky and earth darkened, and with a plop, he fell to the ground unconscious.

Zhu Chi fell to the ground, unconscious, but his words before he fainted caused the disciples to be stunned. After a moment, Shi Feng and the others reacted and personally went to help Zhu Ci up.

After a closer inspection, he realized that the disciple's meridians were very wide, but it seemed like his meridians were completely dried up. However, his internal organs were still intact, so there shouldn't be any major problems, and his unconsciousness most likely had something to do with this heated meridian.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the inner breathing in Zhu Ci's chest and abdomen was completely absent. He did not know what had happened in the previous match either. He pondered for a moment. The Internal Martial Arts that he had learned was very different from the ones he had learned before. It was strange. Anyone's Shanzhong Acupoint could only be used to store Qi, not to store Qi.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that more and more people were looking at him. He did not want to stand here and watch the show, so he picked up Zhu Ci and said to Zhong Yi in a low voice, "His internal energy is so strange. I'll bring him back to our temporary residence. You stay here and watch over him."

Zhong Yi wrinkled his brows, but still nodded his head. He glanced at Zhu Ci, whose eyes were tightly shut. The anxiety on his face could no longer be concealed. The group of people from the Great Rock Mountain gathered around them as well, and calmly spoke to Si Xin, "Father, let me accompany you as well!"

The storekeeper shook his head. "No need." He thought to himself, "If I'm not wrong, his Shanzhong Acupoint could store inner strength much longer than my own two proud sons or daughters. But why is his inner strength storing in Shanzhong Acupoint instead of Qi Hai Acupoint?"

At this moment, even the Hua Shan Sect's Sect Leader Mu Ren Qing's attention was attracted over. He said, "Junior Martial Nephew, is this your disciple? Ai, is this the disciple that gave the marriage annulment? What happened to him?"

Shopkeeper Wu said indifferently, "Martial Uncle Mu, my disciple's learning is poor. He suffered some minor injuries. I'll take him to treat him. Excuse me."

Mu Ren Qing nodded and turned around, thinking to himself, "No wonder I was wrong. That disciple's eyes were originally shining with a strange light, showing his extraordinary strength. His inner strength is no less profound than his two prized disciples." He shook his head and thought again: I must be mistaken. How could a little kid have such ability? He was secretly happy for his old eyes. He looked towards the splendid competition on the stage. They were all of the same branch, yet there were so many strange formations and techniques. Thinking of this, the martial arts of the Grandmaster of the Danxia Sect was truly vast and profound.

As the storekeeper walked out of the crowd with Zhu Ci in his arms, the event quickly settled down. The crowd was once again excited by the two martial arts displayed in different styles on the stage. Plus, most of the disciples were still gathered in the center of the arena, watching the true love and Yang Ruxue's finals.

If Zhu Ci's words were to be spread around at this moment, he would definitely be able to see that the location of the finals arena competition was no less intense than the real third or fourth place. It didn't look like a match between couples at all.