Chapter 307 Linghu Qingyue's Right Hand Is Disabled

"Rumble"

As soon as the two powerful attacks collided, there was a loud explosion. Except for those with advanced cultivation, everyone in the onlookers could only see the smoke.

Linghu Qingyue's thousands of sword dances came, extremely powerful.

But it is a pity that facing the ocean that can accommodate all things, she can only be swallowed up.

Her sword had not yet reached the power to cut through the ocean, and in the end all her thousands of sword dances were drowned.

Di Chen's Ditian Sword pierced the meridians of her right hand.

"ah!"

Then Linghu Qingyue let out a scream.

At this moment, his right hand was no longer able to hold the Qingxia Sword, and with a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

Di Chen withdrew the Emperor Tian Sword, wiped the blood on the sword, and said with regret, "This is what happens when my sword is unsheathed. Do you know now?"

Linghu Qingyue covered her injured right hand with her left hand, but the blood still kept flowing down, dripping drop by drop on her Qingxia Sword.

Di Chen didn't look at her again, turned and left.

At this time, Linghu Qingyue's right hand was useless, the outcome was decided, and there was no need to stay.

Linghu Qingyue's eyes were already wet. She looked at her right hand, tears fell unconsciously, and merged with the blood and dripped on the Qingxia Sword.

Zhuge Qingtian in the stands also shook his head helplessly.

Mu Nanfeng was shocked: "Di Chen actually disabled Senior Sister Qingyue's right meridian, this...!"

Ye Xiangxiang saw this and was about to rush onto the stage, but was stopped by Ye Haoran.

Ye Xiangxiang cried and shouted: "Asshole Di Chen, you have gone too far, why did you cripple Sister Qingyue's right hand?"

Di Chen ignored it and just returned to Hunyuan College.

Ye Haoran ordered: "Nanfeng, go and bring Qingyue back for healing."

Mu Nanfeng came to the stage and felt a little uncomfortable looking at Linghu Qingyue standing there motionless.

He comforted: "Senior Sister Qingyue, don't be discouraged. Let's heal your injuries first. Maybe there will be a chance for recovery."

Linghu Qingyue didn't say anything. This blow was too big and she wouldn't be able to bear it for a while.

Mu Nanfeng saw that her hand was still bleeding, so he quickly stepped forward to give her a simple treatment, and then took her out of the ring.

You Xin announced: "Today's martial arts competition is all over. Both sides have won two games each. The final and crucial game will begin tomorrow. Everyone, please rest!"

Ye Haoran checked Linghu Qingyue's injuries, shook his head and sighed: "Alas! The meridians in your right hand are seriously damaged, and there is nothing I can do, unless you find an alchemist of level seven or above who might have a chance to help you heal your right hand. "

Linghu Qingyue stood there blankly, feeling very depressed.

She thought to herself, "Am I really wrong? Shouldn't we move forward in cultivation? Although Di Chen is stronger than me, I should be more determined to defeat him. Am I wrong to think like this? But now I His right hand is disabled, so I won’t have a chance to fight with him anymore, right?”

Thinking of this, Linghu Qingyue burst into tears. She was also a genius of the generation, a leader among the younger generation, but now she has ended up like this.

Linghu Qingyue's uncle, Linghu Fengxian, was also in the stands and saw this situation.

He immediately rushed over and asked with concern: "Qingyue, how are you? How is your right hand?"

Seeing everyone's expressions, all of them silent, he immediately understood what was going on.

Angrily, he came to Hunyuan College and asked, "Di Chen, get out of here. You are so brave. You dare to cripple my Yue'er's right hand. Are you tired of living?"

Di Chen did not panic, but said calmly: "Before the martial arts competition, I had already persuaded her to admit defeat. She was the one who refused and insisted on fighting. However, she was not strong enough. Why did she call the elders in the family to come here now? My trouble?"

Linghu Fengxian said angrily: "You... don't know how to respect your elders, do you?" As he spoke, the aura of the third level of the Divine Wheel Realm spread out, approaching Di Chen, who was suppressed and unable to move.

At this moment, You Xin waved her hand to resolve Linghu Fengxian's pressure for Di Chen. She said: "Master Linghu, please calm down. Injuries in martial arts are inevitable. When you enter the ring, you must be prepared to sacrifice. This is There are clear rules before the battle, no matter whether either party is injured, there is no private revenge.”

Linghu Fengxian said anxiously: "But my Yue'er's right hand has been disabled like this, and her bright future has come to naught. Shouldn't I settle the score with Di Chen?"

There were still tears in the corners of Linghu Qingyue's eyes, but she still ran over, called Linghu Fengxian and said: "Uncle, it's none of his business. It's because I'm not as good as others and I've lost the face of the Linghu family. Let the school be covered in dust.”

At this time, Ye Haoran stood up and said domineeringly: "Okay, that's it for now, let's go back and rest."

Although Linghu Fengxian was reluctant, he did not dare to go against Ye Haoran's wishes.

Lin Yingyue glanced at Ye Haoran, stared at Linghu Fengxian for another night, and then left. Everyone also dispersed and took a rest.

Ye Xiang thought about it and said with pear blossoms in his eyes: "Sister Qingyue, don't worry, I will definitely find a panacea to cure your right hand."

Linghu Qingyue forced a smile to Ye Xiangxiang and said: "Thank you, Xiangxiang, don't worry, I will be fine. My right hand is gone, but I still have my left hand. I will not give up practicing."

A farce ended like this.

Linghu Feng first took Linghu Qingyue down for treatment, and Ye Xiangxiang followed Ye Haoran back to the rest area.

Lin Yingyue came to the top of the mountain at night, and then a tall black figure also appeared on the top of the mountain.

Lin Yingyue turned his back to the man and said, "You should have felt it too. Things are going to change!"

The tall figure looked down, and the whole Hunyuan Academy was in full view.

He pondered and said, "Yes, it feels quite strong. The other party's cultivation is not lower than you and me."

Lin Yingyue said solemnly, "Which force do you think it is?"

The tall figure shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. Be careful tomorrow. If you show up at this time, you are not good and must have a plan!"

The two discussed for a while, and the tall figure disappeared in the night.

Lin Yingyue looked at Ye Haoran's disappearing back, and also lamented that it was a troubled time now. The stable days were over, and someone was stirring up the situation.

The third day soon arrived, and the martial arts competition continued.

On the surface, it seemed calm, but only people of Lin Yingyue and Ye Haoran's level knew that something would happen today.

Both of them closed their eyes to rest and gather their strength, fearing that a big battle would take place soon.

You Xin announced: "The final martial arts competition is about to begin. Please welcome Xia Yan from Wuji Academy and Wuming from Hunyuan Academy. Both students can step onto the stage now."

The two men stepped onto the stage at the same time, saluted each other, and began to fight.