Luo Yi's eyes flickered, barely managing to dodge the sword, but he was still thrown back by the sword energy and fell to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
"You little brat, with this level of skill, you dare to seduce our senior sister?" Li Gang said condescendingly, his tone full of disdain.
"Ahem, so you're his lackey?"
Who are you calling a dog?
Enraged by his words, Li Gang unleashed a barrage of sword strikes at Luo Yi. Luo Yi was injured and struggled to dodge each attack, his white robes soon soaked in blood.
"You're incredibly weak. If I were you, I'd be too ashamed to stay in the Qingyun Sect. You should pack your things and get out of here as soon as possible."
On the other side of the stage, Ling Yeyao watched this scene with satisfaction. He thought the pretty boy was too green to compete with him. With just a few tricks, the pretty boy would be finished.
Li Gang continued speaking, his words full of sarcasm. He didn't notice Luo Yi's actions. While Li Gang was speaking, Luo Yi recovered his spiritual power and unexpectedly swung the sword in his hand, gathering all of his spiritual power in this strike.
While we may not be able to completely defeat Li Gang, we can certainly severely injure him.
"Bang."
Sure enough, Li Gang, leaning on his sword, stumbled back a few steps, and "Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
"A treacherous villain, how dare he launch a sneak attack."
A slight smile appeared on Luo Yi's pale face. "Haven't you heard that villains die from talking too much?"
"You're dead!"
With a burst of rage, Li Gang sprang to his feet. He was completely enraged by Luo Yi, and a crazy thought flashed in his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot; he wanted to kill this man.
His spiritual power surged, and he summoned the sword in his hand. The giant sword split into countless clones, forming a net that surrounded Luo Yi from all angles.
The audience gasped at this move; it was tantamount to killing someone.
Shen Muqing was sweating for Luo Yi, her expression tense. "Luo Yi, if you really can't take it, surrender quickly. If you don't surrender, you will die."
"Want to surrender? Too late." Li Gang's mission was to tease and torment Luo Yi, but now he only had one thought in his mind: to kill Luo Yi. He deserved to die.
Luo Yi stubbornly shook his head at Shen Muqing; he didn't want to admit defeat.
The net formed by the giant sword slowly shrank, becoming smaller and smaller, and Luo Yi was powerless to fight back.
If this continues, Luo Yi's life may be in danger.
"Ling Yeyao, the rules of the sect competition state that it's just for friendly sparring. Now that he's used a killing move, aren't you going to stop him?"
Shen Muqing questioned him, wanting him to step in and stop Li Gang, but she still underestimated the wickedness of human nature.
"Junior sister, it's only natural to make a mistake. How come I didn't see that Li Gang used a killing move?" Ling Yeyao said innocently, his tone light, and the smile on his lips made people want to slap him a few times.
"You...who is your junior sister?"
According to seniority, Ling Yeyao should address Shen Muqing as "Uncle-Master." Even the sect leader has to show her respect, because she has an invincible master.
"Tell them to stop immediately, Ling Yeyao."
"I'm sorry, I can't interfere during the competition."
Ling Yeyao seemed helpless, spreading his hands and shaking his head.
Shen Muqing turned around and went to find Yun Ruoyue. Fortunately, Yun Ruoyue's arena was not too far away.
She ran over and shouted, "Yueyue, your apprentice is going to be beaten to death!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ruoyue hurriedly found a disciple to take her place and flew off the stage, asking, "Where is she?"
"Come with me."
Before she could explain, Yun Ruoyue followed Shen Muqing.
The sword net had tightened, and Luo Yi was riddled with thorns. He resisted with his weak spiritual power, but to little avail. The sword tips pierced his body, and blood splattered all over the ground.
"stop."
Yun Ruoyue arrived just in time, slicing the sword net in two with a swift movement, and quickly supporting the dying Luo Yi.
When Luo Yi saw her, he could still manage a smile. "Master, I haven't surrendered, but it seems I can't win."
She collapsed weakly into Yun Ruoyue's arms, her hands hanging limply at her sides.
Yun Ruoyue quickly fed him a muscle-regenerating pill and channeled spiritual energy into him.
Their robes became tangled, and Yun Ruoyue's snow-white and clean clothes were stained red.
She supported Luo Yi with one hand, then looked up at Ling Yeyao, "Why didn't you stop him?"
"Ruoyue, you've gone a bit too far. How can I interfere in a sect competition?"
Yun Ruoyue's hand, hidden beneath Luo Yi's robes, gradually tightened. Suppressing her temper, she glanced at Li Gang before her gaze returned to Ling Yeyao.
“Ah Yao, I’m not blind. How could Li Gang’s Foundation Establishment cultivation level match Qi Refining cultivation level?”
When she revealed the truth, Ling Yeyao lost face. He had indeed rigged the competition behind the scenes. He wanted to teach Luo Yi a lesson, but who knew that Li Gang would suddenly fly into a rage.
"It was just a coincidence."
"A coincidence? If you know it's a coincidence, then why didn't you stop the match just now? Do you know that Luo Yi almost died? That was a living, breathing human life."
Yun Ruoyue's chest trembled with anger, and Luo Yi leaned against her chest. Listening to the pounding of her heart caused by her intense emotions in protecting him, he felt inexplicably satisfied. This feeling of being protected by someone was not bad.
He smiled and secretly cast a provocative glance at Ling Yeyao. Ling Yeyao was already angry, and now that he was being provoked, he became even angrier.
"Ah Yue, do you think he looks like he's about to die?"
Yun Ruoyue looked down at Luo Yi, who was seriously injured and unconscious. Just moments ago, he had been open his eyes and provoking her, but now he was unconscious.
"He's already unconscious, and he looks seriously injured! Yao, when did you become like this?"
Ling Yeyao had no way to express his bitterness, and clenched his fists. "It was my oversight. I will pay attention next time."
Shen Muqing, sitting in the audience, naturally didn't miss Luo Yi's little actions. This was beyond her expectations; she thought Luo Yi was simple-minded, but she didn't expect him to be such a cunning person.
Seeing Ling Yeyao's discomfitured expression, Shen Muqing felt a little better. How could Dandan's standard for choosing a male lead be so low? It was unbearable to watch.
The match ended inconclusively because it was a mismatch between the two teams, and Li Gang even had murderous intent at the end, so he was punished in the end.
Luo Yi was taken back to Ruoyue Peak by Yun Ruoyue to recuperate. When she left, Yun Ruoyue said to Shen Muqing with great apology, "Qingqing, I can't watch your match. I have to go back to heal his injuries."
"It's alright, you go ahead."
"I'm leaving."
After they left, Shen Muqing felt instantly dejected. The two people she was closest to in the sect were gone, and she felt a little unaccustomed to being alone.
Just as she turned around, Xuan Yan appeared silently behind her. Shen Muqing bumped into his arms, looked up, and exclaimed in surprise:
"Master, what are you doing here?"
"I came to watch your match."
Xuan Yan would naturally not miss Shen Muqing's first competition. If anything went wrong, he could cover for her if he was there.
The others were excited and wanted to gather around. How could they not be excited to finally see a living immortal?
However, they were all intimidated by Xuan Yan's gaze and dared not step forward. No one dared to approach within five meters of Xuan Yan, proving that even gods have a sense of distance.
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