Emperor Zhicheng was very puzzled. They were fighting. Shouldn't others stop them?
Even if other disciples of the same clan are watching the fire from across the bank, the Great Elder and the Third Elder should come and stop them.
Why now, everyone is looking at them like monkeys.
And cheering for their fight?!
This is so magical.
When Di Zhicheng and others' thoughts came to this point, their eyes immediately moved to the side. They saw the first elder and the third elder standing next to Yunzheng, with their hands folded and placed in front of their stomachs, as if... watching a show.
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The great elder said calmly: "Keep fighting, it's not yet dawn."
"Don't waste time." The third elder added with a smile.
The corners of the mouths of Di Zhicheng and others twitched. It happened that the corners of their mouths were injured, and the pulling caused some burning pain. Then they showed expressions of confusion and disbelief.
Did they hear it correctly?!
At this time, the extremely strong Di Menghu thought of something, and instantly pulled the three people beside him, and then knelt down with a thump.
His kneeling made the boat board tremble a little.
Di Menghu said with a look of sincerity and fear: "First Elder, Third Elder, we have realized our mistake. We should not fight in private."
As soon as these words came out, the three disciples who were with him all knelt down.
"Disciple knows his mistake."
Emperor Zhicheng frowned, feeling the eyes of everyone, he, Emperor Hu Yun, and Emperor Lesu also knelt down rather uncomfortably.
"Disciple realizes his mistake." Their voices were faint.
The First Elder and the Third Elder looked at this scene with a bit of surprise in their eyes.
Are these pricks so easy to swallow?
The two of them looked sideways at Yunzheng who was sitting on the small bench, and saw her standing up and slowly walking through the barrier towards Di Zhicheng and others.
She smiled and asked, "Is the fight over?"
The seven of them were stunned. What did she mean?
Di Lesu looked at her 'sweet' smile, and the horrific memories in his mind resurfaced.
Di Lesu stiffened, raised his eyes to look at her, and said in a dry and trembling voice: "Young... Young Master, we know we were wrong."
When Di Menghu and others heard this, they were immediately shocked. Di Lesu, who is usually the most venomous and arrogant, is actually begging Yunzheng for mercy?!
Could he be afraid of the Emperor Zun behind Yunzheng?
The other disciples on the boat board also thought the same way, but soon they completely changed their thoughts.
Yunzheng suddenly looked up at the starry sky, pursed her red lips, then slowly looked away, looking at them with a bright smile:
"It's still dark, if you don't continue fighting, I'll help you, young master."
"Don't!" Di Lesu's pupils shrank, and his voice broke with fear.
He immediately rolled and crawled away from where Yunzheng was.
Everyone: "..." So exaggerated?
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Zhicheng and Emperor Hu Yun were seen retreating again and again, with frightened eyes as if they were seeing evil spirits, and their faces instantly turned pale.
With trembling hands, the two of them took out the imperial family's exclusive battle robes and quickly put them on themselves.
The remaining four disciples Di Menghu, Di Yinuo, Di Wenzhou and Di Zifeng were all dumbfounded.
What happened to them?
Uncharacteristically, he was panicked.
Yunzheng raised his eyebrows, "You like fighting so much, so I'll give you a chance to fight with this young master. Now I'll give you twenty breaths to prepare."
"Everybody stand up."
Everyone: "?"
Di Lesu hid in a corner and asked weakly with a dry throat: "...Can you not beat me?"
"Didn't you have a lot of fun playing just now?" Yunzheng asked back.
Di Lesu choked.
If I had known that after fighting them, I would still be abused by you unilaterally, I would rather be squeezed out by Di Menghu...
Twenty breaths of time seemed to fly by in an instant.
Not long after Di Menghu and the others stood up, they were beaten violently.
Yunzheng crushed them with his bare hands and beat the seven of them severely, causing them to burst into miserable wails.
"ah--"
The disciples saw this: "!"
Too fierce.
The great elder's eyes were shocked and his mouth opened slightly.
The third elder looked enigmatic and sighed deeply.
When the sky was slightly bright, the seven people on the boat finally saw the light of salvation. They lay on the ground like maggots.
The seven people had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, their eyelids were drooped, and their eyes were distracted.
Di Menghu raised his trembling fingers, pointed at the sky, and said vaguely: "It's... it's dawn..."
"Young Master, please let me go." Di Zifeng shouted with all his strength.
Everyone looked at them with subtle expressions as their entire army was destroyed, and then looked at the girl in red who faced the light with a look of respect and fear.
From last night to now, they have been thinking in their minds, remember not to fight in private in the future, the consequences of private fighting will be too terrible.
The young master's punch was as powerful as a huge stone hitting him.
While they were thinking about it, their gums were getting sore.
Yunzheng looked up at the sky and said with emotion.
"Yes, it's dawn."
At this time, Yunzheng raised her hand, and there were seven bottles of pills floating on her palm. She turned around and used her spiritual power to send the seven bottles of pills to their sides.
"have eaten."
After a pause, she added: "Just make up for it."
Emperor Zhicheng's seven people: "..." Thank you so much, I don't mind having this kind of blessing.
This episode ended abruptly at dawn.
After traveling for two or three hours, the spirit boat finally arrived at the western border. What it saw was a densely packed field of young disciples standing in the deserted land.
There are geniuses from all five realms.
In front of this group of young disciples, there is a towering barrier that separates the desolate land from the space within the barrier.
When the spirit boat approached that area, Yunzheng felt a bit of demonic energy, which seemed to be leftover from previous wars.
There was no grass growing around, so the land must have been polluted by the evil spirit.
Their spirit boat landed in an open space. Because there were so many spirit boats coming from all over the place, no one noticed them.
Yunzheng had already changed her clothes, and now she was wearing a neat red outfit, looking a bit more heroic than before.
The other members of the Imperial family were also dressed in red, which was particularly dazzling.
There are thirty-three people in the entire Imperial family team, nineteen of whom are male disciples, and the remaining fourteen are female disciples.
The Great Elder glanced at the swarming crowd and said: "The Demon-Slaying Battlefield opens once a day at noon, and now there is only half an hour left until noon."
The first elder took out an object from the storage space and handed it to the third elder.
"Take this, and you, Third Brother, will be teleported to a camp."
This is the Demon-Slaying Feather Order sent by the people above before the Emperor's family set off. Holding this object, even if you are not of the right age, you can enter it without any obstacles.