This means that from today onwards, his path in swordsmanship has come to a complete end.

Clenching her teeth, Tao Zhi looked at the Battle Spirit Platform, her cold expression filled with resentment.

Only at the very last moment did he truly realize the gap between the two of them, and now he understands.

From the very beginning, Tang Feng was toying with him, waiting for this final moment so that he could kill him but wouldn't, only crippling his hands.

"You disciples of the Martial Divine Sect are truly ruthless."

The spiritual power on Tang Feng's body slowly faded away. Standing on the Battle Spirit Platform, he looked down at him with a calm expression, without the slightest fluctuation.

He naturally understood what Tao Zhi meant, but he wouldn't admit it in this situation.

I don't understand what you're saying?

"The difference between you and me in terms of spiritual power is something that everyone can see. This is all I can do."

"So, I'm sorry, these hands of yours were definitely not my intention."

With just a few words, the previous points were completely overturned.

Despite the excruciating pain in her body, before Tao Zhi could speak again, an old man quickly appeared in the crowd.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out a pill and fed it into Tao Zhi's mouth.

"Master..."

"I've lost... I'm finished..."

Tears streamed down the blood-stained face as the old man carried him on his back.

Then a deep voice echoed in his ears.

"You've done enough."

"If we are not as skilled as others, no matter what the final result is, it is our problem."

"Master has a way to help you restore these hands."

"But I hope you understand one thing: failure is always a part of your spiritual journey."

"No matter what, you must not be disappointed in yourself, understand?"

As he spoke, the old man ignored the gazes of the others around him, took a step, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

He had witnessed Tao Zhi's actions earlier, and he was well aware of Tang Feng's intentions and methods.

However, he also understood that with the Martial Divine Sect's resources, they would have no way to take revenge no matter what.

If we don't leave, the only outcome will be that we all die here.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the entire scene fell silent again. Those who had initially thought Tao Zhi had a chance to win against Tang Feng were now completely dumbfounded.

Only now did they truly understand the significance of the name "Divine Sect." Even as outer disciples, those who were not absolute geniuses had absolutely no chance.

In the waiting area, Du Chuanyan's expression remained disdainful as he casually surveyed the various forces present.

It seems that not only Tao Zhi, but all forces are no different from trash in front of him.

"Senior brother, why do you think Tang Feng didn't just kill that person earlier?"

"Wouldn't this better demonstrate the strength of our Martial Divine Sect?"

These words were spoken.

Du Chuanyan didn't even look up, only replying softly.

"Let him die like this, that would be letting him off too easily."

"The so-called sword fanatic, once his hands are crippled, he will understand what it means to feel worse than dead."

Tang Feng did this because of his instructions; he had conveyed his thoughts not only to himself but also to all his disciples afterward.

Don't kill them, but cripple them.

These are just some trashy forces, or perhaps those rogue cultivators. Who knows what kind of existence they're facing, yet they dare to dream of challenging the disciples of the Martial Divine Sect.

In Du Chuanyan's mind, it was utterly ridiculous.

At this moment, Lin Ping once again stood on the main stage area.

"Everyone, if there are any others who wish to communicate with my Divine Sect disciples, please come up on stage."

"From now on, all rewards for successful challenges will be doubled."

Lin Ping only needed to glance at Tang Feng to understand why he did this.

As for Du Chuanyan, the current chief disciple of the Martial God Sect, this responsible elder was also completely helpless.

After all, his father is the sect leader, and they are all from the same lineage. It's not his place to interfere in these matters.

This is why he increased the rewards. If he didn't, given the impact of the previous battle on the Spirit Platform, there's a high probability that no one would dare to go up on the platform again. After all, once someone goes up to fight, there's a very high chance of being crippled or even dying on the platform.

How could other cultivators accept this?

The atmosphere remained quiet throughout the scene. Many forces had already retreated, as they had originally intended to let their sect disciples give it a try.

After all, fighting against such a prodigy would be of great benefit to their cultivation path.

But now it seems that life is more important.

Before Lin Ping could speak again, a cold voice quickly echoed in everyone's ears.

"When it comes to shamelessness, the Martial Divine Sect is the real champion."

"Taking advantage of this exchange conference, we'll target the disciples from other factions who are going up on stage..."

These words were spoken.

Everyone's eyes quickly turned to the direction of the sound. They were surprised that someone would dare to mock the Martial God Sect at this time.

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