"Inner injuries in the body?" Feng Zimo looked at Zheng Shaoge in surprise when he heard this, and then said to the old man:

"I'll ask, can you find a decent reason for lying? Master Zheng is in full swing, so how can he have any trace of being injured?"

When he said this, Feng Zimo looked disbelieving. Then he asked Zheng Shaoge: "Master Zheng, this old man is really your friend? Why do I feel that he is very unreliable?"

Zheng Shaoge smiled and said, "What he said is not false. I was indeed injured internally. I was first attacked and plotted against me, and then fought with Yuan Shikai, which led to my injury becoming more and more serious."

Hearing this, Feng Zimo's chin almost fell to the ground in shock. He couldn't believe that such a powerful Zheng Taixuan would be injured!

Is that understandable that Zheng Shaoge was not Yuan Shikai's opponent before?

After all, since that battle, Zheng Shaoge was injured, and Yuan Shikai looked like he was nothing.

Putting aside this, just Yuan Shikai dared to make an appointment with Zheng Shaoge, which is enough to prove that he has absolute confidence and can defeat Zheng Shaoge.

Thinking of this, Feng Zimo's expression was extremely shocked.

"If Yuan Shikai had not had the 'highest Qingxu Pill', he would have become a corpse long ago." The old man explained.

Hearing this, Feng Zimo suddenly realized that the "highest Qingxu Pill" he knew that it was said that the grade reached the fifth grade and that he was among the "Immortal Pill".

No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you don’t die on the spot, you will be cured in an instant after taking it.

After figuring this out, Feng Zimo also took the initiative to persuade Zheng Shaoge and said, "Master Zheng, if this is the case, then the old man's words are reasonable.

Now that you are injured, you must not go to the decisive battle with Yuan Shikai!”

Upon hearing this, Zheng Shaoge smiled indifferently, pointed to the bustling crowd outside the courtyard gate, and asked, "In this situation, do you want me to escape in the last battle?"

"My friend Zheng, as the saying goes, staying with the green mountains is not afraid of burning firewood. This is not called escaping at the last minute, but a strategic retreat. After all, things cannot be done. I will look for another opportunity next time."

The old man persuaded him earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Shaoge shook his head and said lightly: "Retreat has never been my Zheng Taixuan style. Since I have come here, I will definitely fight to the end.

I will never give up until I take Yuan Shikai's head!

Besides, if I retreat, what should the ancient martial artists of the Yanlong Kingdom do? Do you want to watch them slaughtered by Yuan Shikai?"

When the old man and Xiaotian heard this, they were stunned at the same time. After looking at each other, they sighed helplessly.

Then the old man's expression gradually became dim. He shook his head and said to himself: "I originally thought that I could turn the world around, but I didn't expect it to be...ah!"

Hearing this, Feng Zimo was puzzled and asked hurriedly: "I said, "Old man, what kind of mystery did you fight?"

When the old man heard this, he kept shaking his head, sighed to himself, then walked to another recliner in the yard and lay down.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the dim sky, and murmured in a low voice: "Night is coming."

After saying that, the old man stopped talking, closed his eyes and took a nap, ignoring the confused Feng Zimo.

Seeing this, Feng Zimo immediately said, "What does it mean? It's really inexplicable."

Xiaotian, who was standing beside him, explained: "My grandfather meant that he originally thought that he could prevent the elder brother from fighting the elder thief from fighting the decisive battle.

But I didn't expect that I would hurry up and not count. Yuan Shikai would use the ancient martial artists from the Yanlong Kingdom as a threat to force his elder brother to fight him!"

When Feng Zimo heard this, he realized it. Then he frowned and asked Xiaotian, "Does Grandmaster Zheng really have no chance of winning?"

Although Xiaotian was unwilling to admit it, he still shook his head and sighed: "Let me listen to my analysis for you. After listening, you will know if the elder brother has a chance to win.

Since the elder brother fought Yuan Shikai last time, the veteran thief has assisted the "Qingxu Pill" and has quickly returned to his peak state.

In addition, I heard that he had been hiding in the Tiandan Sect for a while and his strength must have been further improved, but his elder brother was..."

Speaking of this, Xiaotian looked at Zheng Shaoge who was lying back on the recliner, and his face showed a solemn expression that was not consistent with his age, and continued:

"You are also a warrior. You should know that the Dantian is like a bucket of water, and the internal energy is like water in the bucket.

The size of the bucket determines the level of the warrior; the depth and shallowness of the water determines the strength of the warrior!"

Hearing this, Zheng Shaoge couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and thought to himself that the little kid's words were really incisive, and he made the martial artist's cultivation clear.

Zheng Shaoge immediately looked up to the grandfather and grandson a little more.

Xiao Tian paused and continued: "With the size of the bucket and the size of the same size, it should not be difficult to understand whose water in the bucket is deeper, who will be the final winner.

People with deeper water levels also mean stronger strength, and their chances of winning will naturally be greater when fighting.

Of course, there is no absolute in the world. If the buckets of two people are of different sizes, but the water level of the small bucket is deep enough and concise enough, you can kill the enemy beyond the level!

The god of war Feng Tianyi is the first to be able to do this in the Yanlong Kingdom!”

Xiaotian compared the size of the Dantian to a bucket, which is easy to understand.

When Feng Zimo heard this, he became a little confused, so he hurriedly asked, "What does what you said have to do with the decisive battle between Grandmaster Zheng and Yuan Shikai?"

When Xiaotian heard this, he felt that he was off topic, so he got back to the point: "Since the last battle between the two, there is more and more water in Yuan Shikai's 'bucket'.

My elder brother was seriously injured, which was equivalent to a gap in the bucket and was constantly leaking out. If the two of them fought to the death at this time, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg.

In this way, it is clear who wins and who loses at a glance. Do you think you still need to compete?"

Feng Zimo didn't know how much Zheng Shaoge was injured, so he still had a glimmer of hope for Zheng Shaoge.

I think this martial arts myth that can always create miracles can create miracles again this time.

After all, if he only suffered a little injury, it would be completely negligible for a big shot like Zheng Shaoge.

But after listening to Xiaotian's explanation, Feng Zimo immediately understood why the old man felt a feeling of discouragement.

Even the person who has been hit by the martial arts realm for more than ten years and has remained optimistic has become depressed after knowing Zheng Shaoge's current situation.

Not to mention he is a stubborn old man.

"So that's it." Feng Zimo nodded, not knowing what to say, so he only said this.

At this time, Xiaotian continued: "Since the last time I parted, my grandfather saw that the eldest brother was seriously injured, so he always wanted to persuade the eldest brother not to fight against Yuan Shikai.

Then we walked for more than ten days and finally arrived at the Bengzi Kingdom from the northern snowfield.

I thought I could stop this decisive battle, but I never expected that the elder thief would threaten the ancient warriors of the Yanlong Kingdom and force the elder brother to go and face the battle!"

Feng Zimo nodded and said, "So that's it, no wonder your grandfather would say that."

Zheng Shaoge was a little curious and asked Xiaotian: "Since you want to stop me from the decisive battle, why don't you go south to find me directly, but choose to go straight to Bengzi Country?

You know, more than ten days ago, I was in the Yanlong Kingdom, and even I didn’t know when I would come to the Bengzi Kingdom, and how did you know which city you would come to?”

Hearing this, Feng Zimo was shocked, obviously he had never thought about this problem before.

Xiaotian nodded when he heard this, but did not hide it. Instead, he replied directly: "I don't know this, it was calculated by my grandfather.

He said that when we arrive, you must be in the territory of the Cangzi Kingdom. As for your specific location, he said that you will make calculations when you arrive at the Cangzi Kingdom."
Chapter completed!