Ye Fan coughed up a mouthful of blood and stammered.
"Okay, anyway... Anyway, there is still half an hour of rest time. I will try my best to adjust my condition."
"Don't worry, it won't delay the next game."
"Are you sure? If you continue, you may..."
Although Yun Zhongjun didn't finish what he said, his meaning could not have been more obvious.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ye Fan has now reached the end of his rope.
So what if there is half an hour of rest time? Does Ye Fan want to rely on this half hour to restore his condition to its peak? That is absolutely impossible!
His injury lasted for less than ten days and a half, and he probably wouldn't even be able to get out of bed, let alone participate in the next shocking showdown.
Ye Fan didn't say much, he just slowly walked off the stage and returned to his resting place.
Tiangang gritted his teeth and turned back three times at a time. I am afraid no one can understand his current mood.
In the audience seat, Saint Daxu stretched himself and said boredly.
"This game is over. Let's pack up and prepare to go back."
Master Donghuang on the side said with a smile.
"I don't know how you are sure? How do you know that this game is over?"
"It's just halftime now and he hasn't admitted defeat yet."
These words made the great saint laugh.
"That doesn't make sense. It's not like you haven't noticed his condition. Why should he fight for the third time? Is it possible that he doesn't want to live anymore?"
"So it's better to deal with it when it's time. It seems that this disciple of Tiangang will defend his championship again."
"If you really want to watch it, you can wait until the next sect competition ten years from now. I'm afraid it will be the real fight between gods then."
What Sage Daxu said this time was quite right. The eyes of these big guys were very sharp, so they naturally saw the endless potential in Ye Fan.
It can be said that Ye Fan is now an extremely evil genius who has not yet fully developed. As long as he is given time, what height can he not reach?
When the next sect competition takes place ten years later, I'm afraid he will completely control the situation. This is not an exaggeration!
Master Donghuang didn't refute anything, and Saint Daxu's words were not much different from his thoughts.
Long Aotian's eyes narrowed, he didn't know what he was thinking, and then he disappeared in a flash.
After Tiangang stepped down from the stage, the disciples from his own camp said with a smile.
"Senior brother played so well! A single Tiangang swordsmanship completely ruined Wuming's path to the finals, and completely suppressed the arrogance in him!"
"Not only has his arrogance been suppressed, but the arrogance of the disciples in the new entry camp has also been suppressed!"
"That's right. Those disciples have been very active during this period. They have been bragging about the emergence of a very evil genius in their camp. Now it seems that it is just like that."
"That's right, and even if we give him time, what can we do? He has to be subdued by our senior brother. There is no way he can resist anything."
These disciples were all cheerful, as if they were celebrating the New Year.
This time Tiangang won the final victory. Not only did they win in terms of momentum, but they also won a complete victory in the betting market. There is no reason to be unhappy!
However, Tiangang always had a sad face, as if the joys and sorrows between people were not connected to each other.
"Senior brother, what's wrong? Why do you look unhappy? Do you think Wuming has been holding on for a little too long?"
"But speaking from a practical point of view, Wuming's burst of strength this time is indeed quite shocking. Although he still lost in the end, it is already quite remarkable."
"I think so. In the final analysis, he is just a disciple who has just started, and he has not yet understood the power of the Great Dao. To be able to reach this point is indeed quite powerful."
"But senior brother should still be happy. Anyway, the final outcome is what we want to see. That's enough, isn't it?"
Faced with the words of these disciples, Tiangang ignored them at all and turned around and left.
He doesn't want to hear these comforting words now, because these disciples don't know what his true thoughts are.
On the other side, Ye Fan returned to the secluded pavilion.
This time his condition was not as good as last time, and he would cough up a mouthful of blood from time to time.
After a while, Su Ling'er quickly chased after her, her pretty face full of anxiety and worry.
Especially after seeing the shocking wounds on Ye Fan's body, everyone panicked.
I saw that Ye Fan's originally white Taoist robe had been dyed red, and it was estimated that one-third of the blood on his body had been drained.
"Brother Wuming, how did you become like this? These cultivation resources are what I have saved all along. You should collect them quickly!"
"I know these are just a drop in the bucket, but they are also my wishes and you can't refuse!"
"I'm not saying that Senior Brother Tiangang's attack this time was a little too harsh. He is obviously running for your life. Is there anyone like him who is such a senior brother?"
"I'm really convinced. Isn't it just a competition? He really thinks this is a life-and-death showdown! Is it necessary to be so fussy?"
"Luckily you withstood the blow of Tiangang Sword Technique just now, but what if you couldn't withstand it? Who can bear that responsibility?"
Su Ling'er became angrier as she spoke, and her pink fists slowly clenched.
That means she is not strong enough. Otherwise, she will have to go to Tiangang to seek justice.
Ye Fan said calmly.
"It's okay. There's not much difference between this competition and a life-and-death duel. In the final analysis, it's just my lack of strength."
Su Ling'er refuted directly.
"How can you say that? What do you mean by your lack of strength? If you were really weak, you wouldn't have been able to withstand the Tiangang Sword Technique just now!"
"I'm not talking about you. When Senior Brother Tiangang displayed the Tiangang Sword Technique, you knew you couldn't defeat him, so you should have withdrawn from the competition immediately. How could you still confront him head-on? Aren't you just playing into his hands?"
"It's a good thing now. You've injured yourself like this. Do you know how worried I am?"
"Oh, is it so?"
Ye Fan smiled and raised his eyebrows.
This really confused Su Ling'er, and her pretty face turned red with embarrassment.
She didn't pay attention just now and just said what she was thinking. Now that she thinks about what she said, she is really ashamed!
"Well... I didn't mean that. Don't think too much about it. I just think that the two of us are friends. I am worried that you should be worried!"