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Yun Qianhao was a genius back then, and he was once shocked with his Dreamy Cloud Ninth City.

However, Yun Qianhao had been a cripple for three years. He couldn't even stand up on the wheelchair, so how could he fight with Mu Yun?

"You overestimate your strength. You think that by climbing onto Du Shaomu and getting into a relationship with Mr Mo, you will be able to stand up again. You are daydreaming. You can't even stand up and you still want to fight? You overestimate yourself!"

On the platform, behind Zhao Yuqiang, Zhao Hu glanced at Yun Qianhao, who was beside Du Shaomu, and sneered.

At the same Southcloud City, back then Yun Qianhao had pressured him to the point where he couldn't even breathe. When Southcloud City was mentioned, everyone only knew Yun Qianhao and not Zhao Hu.

In the Heavenly Martial Sect, Yun Qianhao was even more dazzling, he didn't even have the qualifications to be compared to him.

But now, Yun Zhenhai was no longer the lord of Southcloud City, but his father, Zhao Yuqiang.

He was already an inner sect disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect, and the two critical acupoints of the Nine Yang Art that he was cultivating on top of his body had been unlocked. After returning to the sect this time, he would be able to become a direct disciple.

On the other hand, Yun Qianhao had already fallen into the abyss and could no longer be compared with him.

Zhao Hu's voice was very loud and seemed to be able to be transmitted out. When it entered the ears of many people, he was about to become the Heavenly Martial Sect's direct disciple, so he didn't have to worry about anyone.

"Young Master!"

Yun Qianhao went to Du Shaomu and paid his respects, preparing to go on stage. This fight was related to the young master, so he didn't dare to be careless.

"Come closer to me. Some people think that you won't be able to stand up any longer. Let them see if you can stand up again!"

Du Shaomu nodded towards Yun Qianhao, motioning for Yun Qianhao to come closer.

Yun Qianhao pushed his wheelchair over to Du Shaomu's side.

"Swish! Swish!"

Under many gazes, a box of medical needle appeared in Du Shaomu's hands. Like streaks of silver light, it stabbed into Yun Qianhao's legs.

There were a total of dozens of medical needle that flashed from the tip of the needle.

Everyone looked at Du Shaomu in astonishment. From Du Shaomu's tone, it seemed that Yun Qianhao could stand up after a few acupuncture points.

Even Protector Pei and Shang Muyan were secretly surprised as they looked at Yun Qianhao.

Mu Yun, Yuv Loongquan, and Zhao Hu sneered and didn't mind.

Everything didn't last long. Du Shaomu swept his sleeve and the medical needle magically returned to the medicine box one by one.

"Alright, go ahead. You're my sword boy. You can use this sword as well!"

After putting away the medical needle, Du Shaomu still sat on the seat as usual.

Lee Ling'er no longer sat on Du Shaomu's lap. The chair was big enough to sit on the side and she leaned lightly against Du Shaomu.

A peerless lady from the Heavenly Vein Divine Body s and a figure that was like an immortal goddess, was enough to make people from the one sea, three lands and six continents not dare to feel the need to profane their hearts.

Yet it was this unparalleled young girl who stayed quietly by the youth's side. That was his woman, and it caused one's heart to undulate!

At this scene, even though Feng Qingyun was indifferent, it gave off the feeling that the young man was looking down on everything with a domineering and unparalleled aura!

Yun Qianhao slowly stood up from the wheelchair. His body was still trembling.

But in the end, Yun Qianhao stood up from the wheelchair and shakily got off the wheelchair and stood on the Battlestage!

"Eh, Yun Qianhao really stood up!"

"Unbelievable, Yun Qianhao actually stood up!"

"It seems like I only saw Wu Tie giving the needles a few times, Yun Qianhao really stood up!"

Around the platform, they were shocked to see Yun Qianhao, who stood up shakily.

As for the people on the platform, they were even more shocked.

All the big families had heard about Yun Qianhao before.

It was said that the experts in Heavenly Martial Sect couldn't do anything, but after just a few needles from Wu Tie just now, Yun Qianhao was able to stand up.

Protector Pei, Shang Muyan, and Yuv Loongquan were equally astonished.

They were well aware that the Heavenly Martial Sect's powerful Pill Master had already declared that Yun Qianhao had become a cripple and would never be able to stand up again. He would need to sit on a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

But now, Yun Qianhao stood up after they saw him with their own eyes.

Nangoong Xuewei's eyes were filled with shock as well, but when she thought about the 'Shaoyin Heart Sutra' that she had unraveled, she felt relieved.

Yun Zhenhai's eyes twitched as he saw his son stand up shakily.

But at that moment, Yun Zhenhai was not excited, not happy, nor happy. He was abnormally calm, so calm that it was a bit abnormal.

Yun Qianhao was still a little unsteady. He slowly walked forward step by step like a toddler learning how to walk. He swayed as if he was about to fall onto the Battlestage at any time.

"Bam!"

In the end, Yun Qianhao still fell onto the Battlestage.

"Hehe, you overestimate yourself!"

With this fall, Yuv Loongquan, Mu Yun, Zhao Hu, Zhao Yuqiang, and Shang Muyan all secretly sneered.

However, no one noticed that Yun Qianhao had fallen onto the Battlestage, but he was tightly hugging that rusted sword in his arms.

Yun Qianhao would rather fall so low that it would look bad. He had to protect the rusted sword in his arms because this sword was the young master's sword!

"Yun Qianhao, stand up!"

In the crowd, Ye Chen tightly clenched his hands, his heart clenched, silently cheering for Yun Qianhao!

"Senior Brother Yun, let me help you up!"

At the edge of Battlestage, a female outer sect disciple, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate and pretty appearance, and clear eyes, rushed up to support Yun Qianhao.

"It's you. It's okay. You have to personally climb up from where I fell."

Yun Qianhao seemed to recognize the girl and smiled at her. His eyes were clear and calm, without any embarrassment.

Three years ago, when I first entered the Heavenly Martial Sect, a few inner sect disciples stole my pill, but it was Senior Brother Yun who helped me get it back. I'm not very smart, and the martial spirit sword skills I learned were never learned, so it was Senior Brother Yun who patiently explained it to me.

The young girl looked at Yun Qianhao, her voice choked and her eyes became moist.

"I have already left the Heavenly Martial Sect, and am no longer your senior brother. However, if you don't mind, you can call me big brother!"

Yun Qianhao said to the girl, and slowly stood up. His body once again trembled as he stood up, and used his hand to wipe the tears off the girl's face. With a slight smile, he continued to walk toward the center of the Battlestage.

"Brother Qianhao."0

Staring at Yun Qianhao's back, the girl could only feel his trembling body becoming more imposing and stubborn.

Seeing this scene, the few Heavenly Martial Sect outer sect disciples were also moved.

Back then, in the sect, Yun Qianhao was a direct disciple. However, he never bullied them.

As long as he had the time, he would explain the problems in cultivation to them.

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