Jianshan Tournament 22 ends
"Get some sleep." Cong Mo put him down and called Xi Chengming, who was standing beside him, "Come here."
"What's wrong?" Xi Chengming came to her with a dizzy head.
"sit down."
Xi Chengming sat down as instructed. Cong Mo sat in front of him and placed a talisman on his chest. "The healing spirit stone has been used too many times. The spiritual power it contains is limited after all. The healing effect is not very good. You are recovering too slowly now. I need to inject spiritual power into you to speed up the healing."
As the spiritual power entered his body, Xi Chengming only felt a powerful force dominating him, causing new flesh to grow on his wounds and his body to gradually recover.
"Amo, you gave us your spiritual power, what will you do?"
"Nothing." Cong Mo yawned. "It's just a little spiritual power. It's not a problem. I'm just a little sleepy. I can rest after the game is over."
Ji Shufeng also followed Cong Mo's arrangement. As soon as the other party's realm was completed, he called a pause and chose to admit defeat.
In the next round, Yin Yi came on the court. Before he could even open his mouth, the opponent admitted defeat. He was happy and relaxed because he didn't have to lose this person.
"Team One defeated Team Two 4-1. There are no rewards for this round. There will be a half-hour break before Team Two and Team Four begin their battle."
Xi Chengming recovered and jumped up and down, full of energy. "Great, we will definitely win in the end."
Leng Can also woke up slowly and echoed Xi Chengming, "It must be!"
Xi Chengming took out the handkerchief from his bosom and bent down to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Amo is so careless. What if it rubs against me?"
Leng Can's mouth twitched, "..."
The guilt he had felt for what he had just done to him disappeared immediately, and he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
The few of them gathered together, and Cong Mo said, "They'll be very tired after a game, and we'll have to rest for a round. We have to be more energetic than them. Leng Can can't play, so there are only four of us left. Let's strive to win."
Yin Yi took the lead and clasped his hands together in the center, "Come on, come on."
Xi Chengming reacted immediately and placed his hand on the back of his hand. "We will win."
Ji Shufeng pulled Cong Mo up with her, "We..."
"Wait..." Leng Can stretched out his arms with difficulty, breathless, "And me."
The four of them smiled at each other and lowered their hands to a height where Leng Can could reach them.
Five hands folded together, shouting to each other,
“Come on! Come on! Come on!”
"Cong Mo, Leng Can." An old man came to comfort them. "Your performance in this competition was truly outstanding. You truly brought honor to your teacher!"
Cong Mo was reserved, "Master's words are very important."
An old man leaned over and looked at Leng Can. "Can your injuries be healed? Are you feeling better?"
"No, Master." Leng Can exaggeratedly covered his chest. "Master, look at me, I'm in so much pain. Shouldn't you give your favorite disciple some reward?"
The old man blinked and turned away as if nothing had happened. "It's time. I'll leave first."
Leng Can: "..."
"Master, I am your disciple!"
Hearing his shout, the old man even quickened his pace and left without looking back.
"Haha..." Xi Chengming laughed at him, "Leng Can, Master Qingyi pretended not to see you."
"How could I not know?" Leng Can rolled his eyes at him, "What are you laughing at? Your master came to see you."
"You..." Xi Chengming pointed to another immortal platform, "There's only one Master. It would take half an hour to comfort everyone one by one. Once we win the competition, I'll be the number one in Shushan."
"Then I am the number one person in Yaoshan!" Yin Yi agreed with him.
"I think you two are the best braggarts!"
"Leng Can, you..."
"Now, the second team will play against the fourth team. Please come on stage, players." The voice of the old man Jian Yi covered his words.
Leng Can made a face at him, and Yin Yi held Xi Chengming back to prevent him from rushing forward.
"Amo, it's great." Ji Shufeng leaned her head on Cong Mo's shoulder, "A group of friends together."
"We'll separate after the competition," Cong Mo said calmly. "Any relationship will end. Don't invest too much emotion and energy into it."
"You really are practicing the ruthless way." Ji Shufeng sighed and asked again, "Then Ah Mo, if you hadn't practiced the ruthless way, would you be reluctant to leave us after the game?"
When Cong Mo heard this question, he was stunned. He opened his mouth but said nothing and fell into deep thought.
The second team suffered heavy losses in the previous round, while the fourth team was in good shape after several rounds of running-in and rest.
In the end, the two teams fought to a 2-2 draw, and each team had to send players to play an extra round.
The battle could be described as brutal, unlike Cong Mo's one-sided beating, which was satisfying. Instead, the two sides were equally strong. Whenever it seemed that one team would win, the other team would stubbornly stand up and claim that they could still hold on.
"They are so miserable." Leng Can was so shocked that his mouth opened wide. He suddenly felt that he was not worthy of crying out in pain. "I really don't deserve it!"
"Everyone's perceptions are different, and everyone's situations are different." Cong Mo looked at him and said calmly, "But the pain is equal. There's no need to think you can bear more and choose to endure it."
"Xiao Mo." Leng Can curled his lips, "I knew you were worried about me."
"I don't feel sad." Cong Mo frowned, "You feel sad"
Leng Can: "..."
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Let's continue watching the game."
"Their losses are too severe." Ji Shufeng said to Cong Mo, "If they continue to play against us in this state, they have no chance of winning."
"Then they should just admit defeat." Xi Chengming said smugly, "After all, losing to us isn't shameful."
Yin Yi nodded in agreement. "The captain of Team Two looks like he's about to faint. Although the top finishers in the Jianshan Competition will receive magical artifacts, treasures, and gold and silver rewards, their status in the Immortal Mountain will also be elevated, making them more respected and displayed on the Immortal Mountain Honor Roll, haha..."
The more he talked about it, the more he felt that this was completely contrary to what he wanted to express.
Better to add, "...there's no need to lose your life over a game."
"These are important enough." Ji Shufeng didn't reveal the ambiguity in his words and continued, "After all, who doesn't want to be famous in Xianshan? The Sword Mountain Competition is only held once every ten years."
"It should." Cong Mo suddenly held Ji Shufeng's hand and said seriously, "But the word 'if' implies that it won't happen and that you will regret it. There's no need to dwell on it too much."
Ji Shufeng looked confused, and it took her a long time to remember what she was saying to her.
Her face turned red quietly. It turned out that Amo was really thinking about this problem seriously!
In the end, both contestants fainted at the same time, and the sword spirit of the contestant from the second team won the game by stabbing the opponent's thigh and finally fainting.
The audience off the court were undoubtedly moved by their tenacious and unyielding spirit of the game.
"Team Two defeated Team Four 3-2, including the extra game. Now, Team Two will battle Team One."
Cong Mo arranged the order of appearance: "I'll be first, Yin Yi second, Ji Shufeng third, Xi Chengming fourth, and Leng Can last."
The other side suffered heavy casualties, and it was extremely difficult to fight against Cong Mo and his men. Cong Mo naturally would not make it too difficult, and would try his best to defeat the opponent within three rounds without hurting the opponent.
The result is undeniable, they won.
After emerging from the illusion and returning to Jianshan Field, Elder Jianyi announced the results. "The first team, Yin Yi, Medicine Path; Cong Mo, Ruthless Path; Xi Chengming, Magic; Ji Shufeng, Sword Path; Leng Can, Ruthless Path, ultimately won. Congratulations to all five."
The venue erupted in applause and cheers.
"Of course, the other contestants also performed very well. The twenty contestants who advance to the second round will all receive mid-level magic weapons, and the top five contestants will receive high-level magic weapons."
"As for how the remaining five players will compete for the top three, the final format will be determined by the players on the field. The second round of competition is now officially concluded, and the final winner's match will take place tomorrow."
Ji Shufeng hugged Cong Mo excitedly, "Xiao Mo, we won, thank you."
"This is the result of everyone's joint efforts." Cong Mo was also infected by the feeling of victory and hugged her back.
"Hey, hey..." Leng Can pushed Yin Yi and Xi Chengming away, grabbed Ji Shufeng's shoulders and separated them, "We need to go back and rest. Ji Shufeng, our dormitories are in different directions, so stop bothering Xiao Mo."
He put his arm on Cong Mo's shoulder and said, "It's getting late. We should go back and rest."
Cong Mo glanced at him and agreed, "Yeah, take a rest."
So the two of them escaped in front of everyone.
When I arrived at the dormitory, I saw Xi, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, standing at the door with two lunch boxes.
Wuqing Mountain was unattended, so he only accompanied them on the first day and returned after they entered the competition.
"It's over." He shook the wooden box, "I packed the food specially from Chunfenglou."
"Brother!" Leng Can pursed his lips, looking pitiful and wanting to cry but unable to, just like when he sympathizes with an old man acting like a spoiled child. His pouting meant he had suffered a great injustice. He rushed forward and hugged Xi. It was the first time he felt Xi was so kind. "It's been many days since we last met. Did you miss me?"
"I do." Yi was touched that Leng Can actually relied on him so much, and his heart warmed. "How have you been these past few days? I heard from Master that you guys are doing very well."
"Of course!" Leng Can raised his face, smiled proudly, took the lunch box from his hand and pushed the door open, "My Xiaomo is the best."
"Your family..." Yi scratched his head, feeling that his words were strange, and corrected him, "It should be Wuqingshan's junior sister."
"Okay..." Leng Can had no intention of arguing with him. He put the lunch box on the table and pulled Cong Mo over to sit next to him.
As soon as he opened the food box, the delicious aroma of the food instantly filled the whole house.
Leng Can was drooling with greed. He picked up a duck leg and put it into Cong Mo's bowl, then started to eat the rice in big mouthfuls without even having a chance to say a word.
Seeing that he was anxious, Cong Mo's stomach, which had been silent, began to growl. He picked up the chopsticks and tried to eat elegantly.
"You two should go slower." He looked at the two of them, and said with concern, "You must have suffered a lot in Jianshan these past few days! You both look thinner."
"I'm starving." Leng Can swallowed the rice in his mouth, picked out the bones from the fish belly, and put them into Cong Mo's bowl without even glancing at Cong Mo. "Xiao Mo, you've lost weight. Eat more."
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