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Volume Two: Across the World Chapter 137: Human Life Is Like Grass

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    Being powerful is Ye Feng's only goal and ideal.

    Fighting is the way to strength.

    Therefore, Ye Feng longed for a bloody battle.  At this moment, Ye Feng's blood gradually boiled as he witnessed the brutal fights and duels.

    "I really want to fight!" Ye Feng said, taking a sip of herbal tea.

    When the herbal tea enters the mouth, the spirit is shaken, and the fighting spirit becomes stronger.

    In the arena, there are eighteen arenas, the roar of battle and the clash of weapons resound throughout the entire martial arts arena.

    On a ring, a big man shouted loudly, forced his opponent to the edge of the ring with a hammer, and bumped him with his shoulder, knocking him off the ring.

    This move was used so lightly that Ye Feng couldn't help but applaud and shout "Hello".

    The big man turned to look at Ye Feng, smiled innocently, and shouted from the air: "Thank you!"

    Ye Feng nodded slightly, poured another cup of tea, and suddenly found that Zi Xin, Chu Wei, and Chu Wu were missing.  He was startled, and quickly raised his eyes to look around. He saw three people scattered and busy on the sidelines, treating the warriors who were seriously injured in the duel. He couldn't help but let out a breath and felt relieved.

    Zeng Yi smiled and said: "A doctor has a parent's heart. Although Miss Zixin has a domineering personality, she is very kind-hearted. Master, you are so lucky. I thought I once had three wives and four concubines, how beautiful I was, but now I am alone, Yun Xi  she¡­¡­"

    At this point, Zeng Yi¡¯s expression froze and he let out a long sigh.

    After the First World War in Linzhong, Li Ruoshui conspired to take the throne, and Dong Yunxi disappeared.  Although Zeng Yi had many beautiful wives, the only one he cared about was Dong Yunxi. Over the past few years, he had not stopped looking for a wife, but every time he found nothing, it only increased his sadness.

    Dong Yunxi is Zeng Yi¡¯s heart knot.

    Ye Feng didn¡¯t want Zeng Yi to fall into sadness, so he changed the topic and looked into the field again.

    In the martial arts arena, the fifth round of duel has also ended.

    Thirty-six people were killed in one round and 180 people were killed in five rounds. A total of 11 people were killed and more than 30 people were seriously injured.

    Ye Feng frowned.

    Although the sect's martial arts competition is nominally focused on fighting, the fierce duel between the strong ones is uncontrollable.

    Because no one wants to lose!

    Ye Feng raised his eyes to look at Li Ruoshui, but saw that he had regained his composure and was sitting on the throne. He seemed to not care about the death of these people at all, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

    "Human life is like a piece of grass to this old fox."

    At this moment, Ren Zixin came back, with tears in her eyes, looking very sad.  Ye Feng quickly took her into his arms and asked softly: "Zixin, what's wrong with you?"

    Ren Zixin lowered her head and said softly: "Brother Ye Feng, two people are seriously injured. I, I can't save them. I'm really useless."

    Ye Feng felt pity in his heart and hurriedly took Zi Xin's weak hand and said, "Come on, let's go take a look."

    As he said that, he took her and walked out.

    Under the guidance of Ren Zixin, Ye Feng came to a gathering place of a sect.  There are more than twenty people in this sect, gathered around a strong man lying on the ground, all with sad faces.  Seeing Ren Zixin, the leader managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "Miss Zixin, thank you so much for just now. My silly disciple is not lucky enough to live in this world anymore."

    After hearing this, tears filled Ren Zixin's eyes, and the crystal teardrops seemed about to fall.

    Ye Feng took a look and saw a huge wound from his shoulder to his waist. The wound was white, obviously caused by excessive blood loss. Within the wound, the internal organs were also damaged to varying degrees.

    The only thing that can save him is Kaiten Maru.

    But the problem is that on this trip, Ye Feng and his group of twelve people only brought one Kaiten Pill.  If you take one to save this person, it is tantamount to putting one of your own people in danger.

    ¡°Besides, he was not the only one who was seriously injured and died.

    The leader of this sect looked bitter. He gently closed the strong man's eyes, looked at Ye Feng, and said: "Ye Feng, Baquan Sect, yesterday, I saw you in the ancient sword sect's reception room. This time, Brother Ye is willing to do it."  I, Li Daijun, am very grateful for your help. But life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is in heaven, so we and other small sects have no right to complain. "

    "Who said that?" Ye Feng frowned, "He's not dead yet, don't draw any conclusions!"

    With that said, Ye Feng sacrificed the second-level wood-type fairy treasure.

    As soon as the immortal treasure came out, green light shone, and a faint halo like holy light spread out layer by layer, shrouding the strong man in it.

    The strange sight immediately attracted everyone¡¯s attention, and all the nearby sects gathered around.

    Not everyone knows the existence of fairy treasures, and not everyone has the chance to see the power of fairy treasures.A small sect, a person at the level of the sect leader, is only in the early or middle stages of the holy level. How can he have the opportunity to see such a wonder?

    "What is this?"

    ¡°I have a very comfortable feeling.¡±

    "Is this, is it a fairy's treasure?"

    ¡­¡­

    Everyone praised Ye Feng one after another and regarded Ye Feng as a god.

    Ye Feng ignored everything else and only stared at the strong man intently.

    Actually, Ye Feng felt a little uneasy.  He had never used this second-level wood spiritual treasure, and could not give an accurate judgment on its effectiveness. Although he came to rescue, it was still unknown whether he could be saved.

    "A dead horse is a living horse. If you save it, there is hope. If you don't save it, the person will be dead!"

    Ye Feng clenched his fists, his palms full of sweat.

    Ren Zixin also nervously grabbed Ye Feng's arm.

    The green light of the wood-type spiritual treasure was filled with vigorous life. Under the green light, gradually, the huge wound on the strong man's chest began to heal inwards, and the ruptured internal organs also showed signs of recovery.

    After another dozen breaths, the strong man's eyelids moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

    Ye Feng took a long breath.

    The people watching were already caught in a tense atmosphere. When they saw this, they cheered at the same time.

    The strong man coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at the sect master Li Daijun, and said bitterly: "Sect master, disciple, disciple is incompetent, defeated, defeated"

    Li Daijun cried with joy, and hurriedly bowed down to Ye Feng, saying, "I, Li Daijun, would like to thank Sect Master Ye for saving his life."

    Ye Feng hurriedly helped Li Daijun up and said: "Sect Master Li, please don't be polite. Although your disciple is no longer in danger of life, he still needs to rest for a year and a half."

    Li Daijun wiped away his tears and nodded repeatedly. He suddenly recalled that a few years ago, he did not congratulate the Baquan Sect on the order he received from Li Ruoshui. He felt guilty, so he took off the purple jade ring on his right hand and held it in front of Ye Feng.  , said: "Zong Master Ye, a few years ago, I received an invitation from your sect, but I didn't dare to congratulate you. Now that I think about it, I feel really ashamed. Please accept this thing, Zong Master Ye. From now on, regardless of whether Zong Master Ye  Whatever the mission, we will do our best.¡±

    Ye Feng pushed the finger back to Li Daijun and said with a smile: "A gentleman will not take away someone's love. This thing has been with you for a long time, and Ye Feng must not take it away. If Sect Master Li is willing, after the martial arts competition is over, he can come to my Baquan Sect's small  Come on, I, Ye Feng, will treat you wholeheartedly. There is another person over there who needs treatment, so I¡¯ll take my leave and see you later.¡±

    Li Daijun hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, respectfully sent Ye Feng away a hundred feet away, and then returned to his position to look after his disciples.

    According to Ren Zixin, there was another warrior who was seriously injured and unconscious, but when Ye Feng rushed to the location of the man, he did not see him.  Someone from this person's sect stood up and said, "Just now, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect picked up my junior brother and said they would take him to a quiet place for treatment."

    "Oh?" Ye Feng frowned.

    Ren Zixin sighed, pointed at the man, and said sternly: "You idiots!"

    As soon as these words came out, more than 20 people from this sect all stood up, headed by the sect leader, with angry expressions on their faces.  The leader of this sect said solemnly: "Miss Zi Xin, we are all very grateful for your help just now, but what's the point of your rude words now?"

    Ye Feng protected Ren Zixin behind him, looked at this person coldly, and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to say another word, I will cut out your tongue."

    The man¡¯s expression was stagnant and his face was gloomy. He pressed his hands and everyone sat down.

    Ye Feng took Ren Zixin's hand, turned around and walked away. He could not walk more than five steps, stopped, turned around and said, "Zi Xin is right, you are indeed a bunch of idiots. If you leave that person to me, maybe you can still save him. Let  If Gu Jian Zong takes him away, he will be dead."

    Just at this moment, a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect came from a distance and announced expressionlessly: "The man just now is dead."

    "What?" These people were all stunned.

    The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect frowned and said, "We have tried our best."

    As he said that, he gave Ye Feng a meaningful look.

    Ye Feng snorted: "Why, would you rather let this person die than let me, Ye Feng, save him?"
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