Li Luo helped Xiao Jin to one side and sat down. Xiao Jin stretched out his hands to seal the acupuncture points around several wounds, then sat cross-legged, put his hands flat, and began to perform exercises to heal the wounds.
"Brother Heng, please don't use Qigong to heal your injuries!" Seeing that Xiao Jin wanted to use Qigong again, Li Bai hurriedly shouted in the audience: "Everyone has been poisoned. This poison seems to be for the use of internal power. Forced Qigong will only It will deepen the internal injuries." Xiao Jin heard this and looked at the people in the audience. All the people with high martial arts skills had been poisoned and vomited blood. They all nodded to himself. Xiao Jin gritted his teeth and endured the pain all over his body. He stood up slowly, and Xiao Feiyu, Xiao Jin's son, hurriedly went up to help him down.
Xiao Jin hurriedly handed the Li Zong Zhenshan sword 'Peel the Flower' in his hand to Li Luo. Li Luo took the 'Peel the Flower' sword and then handed the ordinary long sword in his hand to his cousin Xiao Feiyu .
Xiao Feiyu took the sword and helped Xiao Jin to turn around and get off the competition stage.
"Dad, please sit down and I will bandage your wound." Xiao Feiyu helped his father off the stage and asked him to sit cross-legged on the ground on one side.
Xiao Jin nodded and sighed,
"I didn't expect these beasts to use poison, how shameless!" On one side, Ci En, Ci Deng, the heads of major sword sects, and their masters had all used their skills to test whether they were poisoned.
Without exception, if the exercise exceeds 30%, the internal energy will be disordered, causing severe pain in the meridians. If you continue to exercise forcefully, you will vomit blood.
In the Central Plains martial arts world, nine out of ten masters in the field have suffered internal injuries, with blood at the corners of their mouths, frowning faces, and dare not try any more exercises.
In other words, the remaining nine masters currently selected to fight can no longer play. For a time, everyone was talking about it, not knowing what to do; they didn't know when they were poisoned?
I don’t know what kind of poison you got? How to detoxify? Master Ci'en did not dare to take it lightly. While telling Ci Deng to lead people to investigate the poisoning, he also asked disciples from various sects with superb medical skills to come out to discuss how to detoxify.
Ci Deng stopped exercising so as not to aggravate his internal injuries. He took orders to lead a group of monks from Guanyun Temple to the dining hall and kitchen.
Medical masters from various sects have also come forward to offer advice. They are taking pulses, asking questions, or performing acupuncture. They are all using the poisoned sects as test subjects to try to detoxify... There are eight departments in total on the seven floors. There are only three divisions that are often seen on the rivers and lakes. One is the third division of meridian division, the second is the sixth division of swords, and the third is the seventh division of swords.
The other divisions rarely travel around the world, so few people know what division they are, and few people know what the heads of the other divisions look like!
Therefore, the Central Plains Wulin side did not know the identity of the newcomer woman standing in the middle of the Lu Sect. She was Qingluan, the fifth poison division commander on the seventh floor.
"Master Li, what is your daughter's ability? Can she be better than Zhang Shunyuan?" Ling Xikong, the leader of the Yuling Sect on one side, frowned and asked Li Peng.
Li Bei frowned and replied: "Sect Master Ling, my little daughter is very capable. Sometimes she can beat me by nearly fifty moves. She should be able to beat this Shunyuan."
"That's okay, there's still a chance of winning." Ling Xikong frowned. On stage.
"Uncle Zhang, please enlighten me!" Li Luo held the 'cut flower' and said coldly to Zhang Shunyuan. Zhang Shunyuan frowned and thought to himself: He had heard of Li Luo's abilities. Li Luo's martial arts was the best among the younger generation. If there was a real fight, he might not be able to win.
"Haha, you girl, you are quite cunning. I have just had a fight, and you rush in and start a duel? This is a martial arts competition, so don't mess around!" Zhang Shunyuan put away his sword, turned around and shouted to everyone in the audience: "The competition between me and Xiao Jin just now was obvious! It was me, Zhang Shunyuan, who won!"
"Win! Win! Win!!!" A group of Jin Zong's disciples in the audience waved flags and shouted, causing the surrounding sects who were colluding with Jin Zong to shout excitedly.
Zhang Shunyuan immediately flew down from the martial arts stage and landed in front of King Lu Jiao Bei Guang. He sheathed his sword and cupped his fists.
"King Hui Dao, fortunately you have lived up to your command." On the stage, only Li Luo was left standing with a sword. Li Luo was left on the stage, frowning, but hesitated to speak. Seeing that Zhang Shunyuan did not accept the move, she did not dare to stay longer, so she had to fly off the martial arts stage and land in front of everyone.
"Dad, brother." Li Luo walked to Li Zong's row and saluted his father and brother with clasped fists. Li Bai sighed and nodded.
"Luoluo, why weren't you poisoned?" Li Kun asked with a frown. Li Luo replied: "Brother, I traveled all night and arrived at Lantern Mountain half an hour ago. I was not poisoned. I guess I didn't eat or drink with you. They didn't have time to poison me yet!"
"You stinky girl, you don't even listen to dad!" Li Bai sighed and cursed. Li Luo took her father's arm and said coquettishly: "Oh, dad, I have grown up and can help you deal with things in the world! Fortunately, I sneaked back today while my aunt and Ning'er weren't paying attention. Now you guys They are all poisoned. I will be the first to fight in the next competition. You should quickly find someone to detoxify." Hearing this, Li Bai shook his head helplessly.
Offstage. Opposite side. Upon seeing this, Prince Qiu Linbu of Beiguang Dao walked out slowly holding an eight-foot demon-conquering vajra. He looked at a group of weak and internally injured people opposite him from a distance. He smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and said loudly: "Ci'en, the first scene How about the victory or defeat? You don’t need me to tell you?” Master Cien, with blood stains on his lips, slowly walked out of the crowd and replied: “Amitabha, Your Excellency, you are guilty of using such despicable means to achieve victory? It’s fair. What to say?" Upon hearing this, Servant Qiu Lin still smiled and replied: "Haha, old monk, no matter what the means, if you lose, you lose, do you agree!!?" Master Ci'en said secretly: At the moment, there is no basis for it, and we cannot directly explain it. They were poisoned, but even if this was the case, there was no evidence.
I had to sigh,
"Forget it, let's just say we lose the first game." Servant Qiu Lin nodded after hearing this.
"You monk is quite courageous. There are still four competitions ahead. In my opinion, you might as well lead your people to admit defeat. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't give people a chance." Master Ci'en replied: "Amitabha , please prepare for the second competition." Servant Qiu Lin snorted coldly, scolded: "You are not overestimating your own abilities." Then he turned around and retreated.
"Thank you, Miss Li Luo." Master Ci'en turned back to the crowd, clasped his hands and thanked Li Luo.
Li Luo nodded and flew onto the martial arts stage again. Servant Qiu Lin looked at the other party who had fallen in love with a little girl. It seemed that he had some skills. He was new here and didn't know much about the world of the Central Plains. He simply asked Xiao Yingfang: "Disciple, who are you going to arrange for this second competition?" Xiao Yingfang replied: "Master, I heard from Sect Leader Zhang that this girl is very capable. You might as well let me go and meet her in person!"
"That's fine." Servant Qiu Lin nodded.
