There are many disciples in Lingxiao Pavilion who die every year, but Zhou Dingjun couldn't help but feel a little alarmed when he looked at the senior brother who was brave enough to move forward without retreating.

It is easy to live in it, but Zhou Dingjun cannot do this at his own expense, and he may admit defeat if he realizes that he is unable to defeat.

Keeping the green mountains without fear of burning firewood is the way to deal with the world. It is a kind of persistence not to hit the wall and not to look back!

Seeing that Yang Kai was in a mess, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger in his eyes. Zhou Dingjun knew not to knock him out. Today's matter was endless.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Dingjun waved his hand and slashed Yang Kai's neck bone with a palm. Yang Kai's fierce aura suddenly dissipated, his eyes were lost, and his whole body fell down softly.

Seeing this scene, a man standing on the canopy of a big tree more than ten feet away took out a booklet, turned on a page, and wrote: Trial disciple Yang Kai fought against ordinary disciple Zhou Dingjun, and Zhou Dingjun won.

The person standing on the tree canopy is graceful and obviously a woman, but the black veil mask makes people unable to see the true face clearly. However, the beautiful eyebrows indicate that the person is not old, and the fallen leaves on the man's arms indicate the identity of this woman: the disciple of the dark council of Lingxiao Pavilion!

Lingxiao Pavilion Secret Hall is a special institution, which belongs to the three elders of the sect to be in charge of the jurisdiction, and the disciples in the hall are responsible for recording the big and small matters in the sect, including the victory or defeat of the duel between the disciples.

So in the Lingxiao Pavilion, you don’t have to worry about not getting any contribution points if you win. The disciples of the Dark Church hidden in the dark will definitely record their achievements and summarize and coordinate them every month.

After recording the victory or defeat of this battle, the woman in the dark hall took out another smaller book from her waist, opened it and took a look, and wrote: On the seventh day of May 14th, Yang Kai defeated the 147th battle!

Apart from the newly added handwriting in this line, it closely records all the results of Yang Kai’s battle. All of them were at the time of the battle, and the result was nothing more than one word: defeat!

The 147 consecutive defeats were not won, which is simply a unique record since the founding of Lingxiao Pavilion. This record is enough to shock the world and the ghosts and gods, and there is no one who has come before and after. The creator of this record is now lying quietly on the ground without knowing life and death.

Yang Kai has never challenged others. These 147 games are all challenged by others. In other words, he is challenged every five days, and this kind of life has lasted for more than two years.

Looking at Yang Kai below, Xia Ningshang frowned slightly. She didn't understand why Yang Kai persisted to this level and had been demoted to the trial disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion. Even his own survival and food and clothing became a problem. Why did he still stay in Lingxiao Pavilion? If he left here, his life would definitely be much better. What kind of persistence does this thin young man have in his heart? He was still not discouraged even if he could lose 147 games in a row.

Perhaps, this is the stupidity of a man? It was also a coincidence that Yang Kai was noticed by chance. As a disciple of the Dark Council, Xia Ningshang was arranged to supervise this area. Every time Yang Kai was challenged and knocked out, she saw it in her eyes. It was nothing once or twice. After many times, Xia Ningshang began to pay attention to this young man with only three levels of body tempering.

She really wanted to know when with his perseverance, he would persist until he left Lingxiao Pavilion. Such qualifications and such cultivation speed were not suitable for staying in this world. The world of ordinary people was his destination.

The people below had already disappeared, and only Yang Kai fainted on the ground, people came and went, and time passed.

Xia Ningshang's figure flashed and had disappeared above the tree canopy.

When Yang Kai woke up again, it was already noon. There was no pain in his body. He staggered and stood up. Yang Kai looked around and found that the place he was in was no longer fainting, but under the shade of a big tree nearby.

This is really strange. Could it be that some brother who is kind and carries himself over today? This has never happened before. Yang Kai frowned and vaguely remembered that a hazy figure was shaking in front of his eyes in a blurred consciousness. But this memory is too vague and I can't even think clearly.

But there is a very obvious drag trace between the place where you are now standing and the position where you are unconscious, and this trace is clearly caused by dragging a person to rub on the ground.

After feeling his back again, a burst of pain suddenly came.

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment, and then furious! A trace of good feelings for this benefactor who did good deeds without leaving a name disappeared instantly. This man must have dragged himself directly from there, otherwise how could his back be worn out with blood.

It’s better to leave yourself there and ignore it! Yang Kaixin thought.

While depressed, Yang Kai suddenly found that his right hand seemed to be holding something. He looked down at him in confusion, but saw a small porcelain bottle with fine workmanship in his hand.

What is this? This porcelain bottle is definitely not his own. Yang Kai has nothing to do with his body, and he is a broom that swept the floor. Where can he have this?

A label was posted on the small porcelain bottle, with words on the label. Yang Kaiding looked at it and murmured on his mouth: "Blood coagulation cream!"

Yang Kai still knows the coagulation and blood stasis removal ointment.

This is a plaster for Lingxiao Pavilion to treat trauma. Although it is not a peerless medicine, it has significant therapeutic effects on trauma. Generally, each disciple will carry a bottle with him to prevent accidents. And even such a bottle of plaster is also expensive at the logistics office of Lingxiao Pavilion.

The contribution of the Ten Points Sect is worth a bottle!

How much contribution can Yang Kai make in a month of sweeping the floor? It’s just ten o’clock, which means that the value of this bottle of plaster in his hand is equivalent to Yang Kai’s sweeping the floor for a month!

Who is it? At this moment, Yang Kai couldn't help but feel a fierce emotion in his heart, and the pain behind him suddenly eased a lot. It has been three years since he arrived at Lingxiao Pavilion. After three years, Yang Kai has been used to the indifference between the disciples of this sect and the coldness of the world. However, today, some people will leave a bottle of blood coagulation and blood stasis removal ointment after they are injured. This practice deeply touched Yang Kai.

It turns out that the disciples of this sect are not all cold-blooded people.

Perhaps, such a bottle of trauma plaster is nothing to that person, but for Yang Kai, it is what he needs most at the moment.

There is a saying that the kindness of a drop of water is unforgettable. If you have no teeth, you will be able to repay it in the future!

While moving, Yang Kai thought about the figure hard, but it became more and more blurred. Instead, a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose and did not dissipate for a long time.

"So this medicine is fragrant?" Yang Kai immediately gained knowledge.

After calming down, he tidied up his clothes, and carefully stuffed the bottle of blood coagulation and blood stasis removal cream into his arms. Yang Kai carried the broom in his hand and continued to sweep the floor by himself.

He swept through inside and out, and worked until noon, and today's work was over. Dragging his tired and hungry body, Yang Kai returned to his hut.

The injury that had been in a fight in the morning was not treated yet. Although Yang Kai was hungry, he could only endure it and deal with the injury first.

Taking off the green clothes on his body, Yang started to wash his body with a basin of clean water. If someone saw Yang Kai's physical condition on the side, he would be shocked.

Yang Kai's body was very weak, thin and lonely, and the ribs between his abdomen were clearly visible. He seemed to have little flesh on his body, but even this malnourished body was bruised everywhere and scars everywhere, and almost no part was intact.

He was challenged every five days, and he was defeated every time. He was knocked out every time. His old injuries had not yet faded and new injuries had been added. Anyone might not be able to bear such pain, but Yang Kai held it back. Not only did he hold it back, but he also practiced to sweep the floor every day, and was not affected by these injuries at all.

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