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The last time he said it: After Jiang Feng bid farewell to Liu Bingbing, and prepared to return to the inn, halfway through, he accidentally saved a person, and a person with a furious expression appeared in front of them.

The person who spat out blood was actually Wang Yixin. Jiang Feng asked in shock: How could it be you? What exactly happened? " Wang Yixin provoked a sharp pain in his chest, and said: "Chiang Feng, your words are truly the best. You must save me this time!" Jiang Feng's mind was filled with suspicions, but since he was a friend of his that was in trouble, with his personality, he had to help. He looked at the angry old man in front of him and noticed that his eyes were shining brightly, with one look, he could tell that his martial arts were extremely powerful, Jiang Feng knew that he did not have the strength to win against him, and while hesitating, the old man scolded: "Smelly brat, with those words of yours, you dare play in front of me, Clever Hands right? This old man will cripple your hands today and see how you can steal things in the future. " The old man channeled his energy into his right palm, and with a flip, Jiang Feng felt that the man was familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen him before. Seeing that the old man wanted to attack Wang Yixin, he could only pull out his silver spear and block the palm with it. The old man's palm had missed, seeing that Wang Yixin had helpers, he was not afraid, his left hand formed a fist, and pounced towards Jiang Feng's chest. Jiang Feng took a step back, raising his silver spear to block the attack, he was forced to take five steps back. Jiang Feng knew in his heart that his opponent had shown mercy. Otherwise, that strike just now would have been enough to heavily injure him. Jiang Feng cupped his hands in greeting, and asked: "May I ask Senior, how did this junior's friend offend Senior? This junior will ask him to apologize to you." The old man didn't want to bully the younger generation and said, "This person stole my jade pendant and was discovered by me. He even wants to escape, so of course this old man will teach him a lesson." Jiang Feng thought that this was bad, this time it was his own unreasonable side, which was really hard to deal with, and could only blame himself: "Wang Yixin, you have guts, how dare you touch the ground in front of your age, and steal senior's jade?" Wang Yixin's face was filled with pain, and he said: "Chiang Feng, you have to believe me, I really picked up this jade pendant from the ground, and he wanted to say that I stole it." Another palm struck towards Wang Yixin. Jiang Feng moved the silver spear head, thrusting forward, the old man dodged the tip and retracted his hand as he walked forward.

The old man said with a sneer: "Chiang Feng, don't think that just because you have killed your way into the Wulin Conference's top eight that you are invincible, there are people stronger than you. If you don't dodge today, don't blame me for hitting you hard." Jiang Feng bowed again, and said: "Senior's lesson is, junior knows that his martial arts are low, and is not senior's match. But Brother Wang is junior's friend, if friend is in trouble, how could I retreat, even if I had to put my life on the line to protect him, I have to go through with it." Hearing Jiang Feng's words, the old man became lost in thought, then nodded his head and laughed: "Good boy, you are quite loyal, I think highly of you, and upon seeing you, I remembered a friend of mine. This jade pendant is a symbol of the friendship between me and that friend, and since I have already found the jade pendant, I will not pursue the matter any further, but you must look after this friend of yours, and the next time you want me to see him behave like this, I will not forgive him." Jiang Feng saw that the situation had taken a turn for the better, and immediately said: "What senior said is true, junior will definitely comply." The old man glared at Wang Yixin and walked down the street.

Jiang Feng hurriedly helped Wang Yixin up, and sternly said. "Look at you, aren't you asking for trouble? Wang Yixin could tell that he had suffered from internal injuries. He sighed and said: "Let's go, I'll send you back to the inn." Wang Yixin said weakly: "Thank you … Chiang Feng! "

After returning to the tavern, Jiang Feng helped Wang Yixin lie on his bed to rest, he then asked the waiter for the location of the medicine shop nearby, and immediately rushed over to get the medicine for Wang Yixin. At the entrance of the medicine shop, Jiang Feng bumped into Du Shaoyang. Du Shaoyang held onto some Gold Sore Medicine, and upon seeing Jiang Feng, he laughed: "What's wrong? Brother Jiang is sick? " Jiang Feng shook his head, and said: "Oh, that's not it. My friend is injured, I'll help him grab some medicine, what about you?" Du Shaoyang stretched and twisted his neck, then said: "Tomorrow, my Martial Uncle is going to go out for a martial competition, so I came all night to buy some Golden Sore Medicine, just in case I need it. My Martial Uncle is still waiting for me to return, so I'll be taking my leave. " Jiang Feng nodded his head and returned with a smile.

Jiang Feng caught some Gold Sore Medicine and Dragon's Saliva Powder, the Gold Sore Medicine to treat external injuries, and the Dragon's Saliva Powder to treat internal injuries, they were all good medicine. Jiang Feng did not stay for long and quickly ran back to the inn. When Feng Ding saw Jiang Feng hurrying there, he curiously asked: "Brother, why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Feng explained: "My friend was injured, which was why we were in such a hurry. Big brother, saving people is more important, I will be going in first." Feng Ding said: "Yes, yes, yes, quickly go. If you need Big Brother's help, just say the word." Jiang Feng said: "Thank you, big brother!" He pushed open the door and entered.

Wang Yixin moaned in pain on the bed. Jiang Feng helped him take off his shirt and smeared some Gold Sore Medicine on his right chest. Then, he fused the Dragon's Saliva into the water and fed it to him. After cleaning the medicine, Wang Yixin felt that his wound was like tens of thousands of ants crawling and swallowing the medicine, Jiang Feng knew that the medicine had taken effect, but Wang Yixin could not bear the pain, so he could only point out his "xuanji acupoint" and "sleeping point" so that he could have a good rest. Jiang Feng tucked him in, and said with a wry smile: "If in the future, you can help me, it's worth it. If you don't feel good and want to harm me, I'll definitely not let you go." He lay down on the table and slept.

On the way back to the inn, Du Shaoyang discovered that there were a few people following him. Du Shaoyang used his right index finger and middle finger to point at his head, and with a helpless expression, he said. "My dear friends, since you're already here, why haven't you appeared yet?" Four people walked out of Hu Tong's mouth. Each of them had a "Death" carved on their forehead. Du Shaoyang frowned slightly, and said: "Yo, so you're a friend of the Death Land Sect, I wonder what business do you have with me?" One of them said, "You are the martial nephew of the Great Void Old Man?" Du Shaoyang said: "Er, I am not, I am Taoist Tai Xu's junior nephew." The other person shouted, "Don't be so long-winded. Our Young Lord has invited you to come with us right now." Du Shaoyang replied with an "Oh" and put the medicinal pellet into his waist. He smiled as there was a dimple on his left cheek as he said, "What if I don't go?" The person from before said, "The Young Lord said that he will carry you back even if he has to." Du Shaoyang laughed loudly: "Haha, I never thought that you guys were even more skilled at joking than me, come and try me if you have the ability." The four of them simultaneously said, "You don't know what's good for you!" After he finished speaking, he brought along the Buddhist Monk's Knife and hacked towards Du Shaoyang …

After half an incense worth of time had passed, a man carrying a medicinal plant in his right hand and a treasure sword on his back walked out of the dead end. He looked at the sky and sighed softly, "If I were that easy to capture, I would be ashamed of teaching my late master and Martial Uncle for so many years." In the dead end earlier, four people had already fainted.

When dawn arrived, a ray of sunlight shone into Jiang Feng's eyes. He slowly opened his eyes and stretched. In order to take care of Wang Yixin, Jiang Feng slept on the table the entire night. He checked Wang Yixin's wound and found that there were no major injuries left. He then gave a waiter a few taels of silver and gave him some instructions. After he casually ate some food, he went and knocked on Feng Ding's door. Just at this time, Feng Ding opened the door and the two of them bumped into each other. Feng Ding was concerned: "Brother Jiang, is your friend's injuries better?" Jiang Feng said: "Thank you for big brother's concern, but he is fine now, as long as I rest for a few more days, he will recover." Feng Ding switched the Coiling-dragon Stick to his left hand, walked out of the room, and stood side by side with Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng turned to look at Feng Ding, and said: "Alright, Big Brother, I will not be lenient." Feng Ding laughed, and said: "Although it is not the first round of the competition, but we should still go to the competition grounds now, the first round of the competition should be very interesting." Jiang Feng replied softly, "Yes!" He knew clearly in his heart that the first round would be the Young Hall Master, and that his archenemy Wan Xingyun would be fighting against Du Shaoyang's Martial Uncle. The strength of the Taoist Tai Xu was needless to say, but Wan Tianba's self-confident expression made Jiang Feng very uncomfortable, he had met such a strong opponent today and should be able to display his true strength. Jiang Feng had warned him that he must watch out, because Wan Tianba and him will fight sooner or later.

When Jiang Feng and Feng Ding rushed to the convention grounds, the first round of the competition was about to begin, the surrounding area was filled with commoners, there was no need to talk about the battles, the stakes were much simpler than before, and much harder than before. It was simple, the opponents of the battles were only two choices, and the chances of them winning the round was higher, but the strength of every competitor who entered the top eight, was self-evident, which actually increased the difficulty of betting, especially for the most anticipated round: Wan Tianba against the Taoist Tai Xu.

On the other hand, at the entrance of the inner grounds, Du Shaoyang said respectfully: "Martial Uncle, I will be waiting for you here. The Great Void stroked his long, white beard and said, "Shaoyang, don't worry. This old set of bones can easily deal with you youngsters." Du Shaoyang smiled and nodded, then followed Martial Uncle into the backstage.

Announcement: Next time, the final showdown between Wan Tianba and the Taoist Tai Xu is about to begin!

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.