447: C447 He was willing to put his life on the line!

C447 He was willing to put his life on the line!

"Shua!"

Dong Zhengyu flew to the other side of the stage, and just as he was about to fly out, the man's figure flashed in front of him again, and kicked him back!

"AHH!"

The blood-curdling screams sounded again as blood rained down. Below the stage, Mo Feng was already raging to the skies with killing intent!

"Stop!" He was clearly trying to kill Dong Zhengyu so that he would not even have the chance to admit defeat, he was going too far!

"Quickly stop!" Yi Jinglin had also anxiously rushed out and shouted, but the man sneered, and looked at the two of them in disdain. His figure flashed, and once again, kicked Dong Zhengyu back!

"Bam!"

This time, Dong Zhengyu did not even have to scream, every kick from the man killed him, and the third kick knocked him out!

"Zhengyu!" Mo Feng's eyes widened as he roared. He had clearly seen Dong Zhengyu's situation. If he continued to be kicked, he would not even need two kicks to be kicked to death!

Judge, Dong Zhengyu has already lost, why are you still not stopping him! Yi Jinglin anxiously told the judge.

"I have not left the arena area, and have not admitted defeat verbally, so I have no right to interfere." The referee said coldly.

"Dong Zhengyu has already lost his ability to resist. Is this still not considered his loss?" Yi Jinglin was enraged, and shouted explosively.

"Not really." He was a member of the Lotus Villa, so he would naturally help his fellow Lotus Villa and Tian Luo Zong. Dong Zhengyu was a loyal follower of Mo Feng, so it was unknown how he would feel if he were to be directly beaten to death.

"Hmph." Standing on the high platform, Li Yuezhen sneered at the successful outcome for Mo Feng. Today, seeing your loyal follower die in the arena, I wonder if you will be so heartbroken that you will vomit blood?

The more he thought about it, the more the sneer grew on the corner of his mouth. The psychological damage to his body was even greater, and it was enough for him to imagine how crazy Mo Feng would be next.

"Bam!"

The man had already rushed to the other side of the stage and continued to kick Dong Zhengyu. While Dong Zhengyu was unconscious, he spat out a few pieces of flesh, his internal organs had already been kicked out!

"You're courting death!" Mo Feng could no longer suppress his anger, the berserk killing intent rose from his body, and if he were to be kicked again, Dong Zhengyu would definitely fly and be kicked to death!

"Stop!"

Just as he was about to recklessly save Dong Zhengyu, a loud shout suddenly sounded out, and an elder of the Jade Flame Gate jumped down from the stage.

Whoosh.

The man opposite to him was startled, and looked at the Jade Flame Gate Elder with a sinister face.

"This Jade Flame Gate Elder, how could you come and disturb the battle!" At this time, the referee walked over and coldly said.

"Haven't you seen the dead?" The eighteenth elder said in a cold voice.

"The rules of the arena, the battle cannot end without admitting defeat!" The referee was extremely unyielding as he coldly bellowed as he took a few steps forward.

"Can I admit defeat for him?" The eighteen clan elders bellowed, their faces showing their hostility, if they continued to blabber like that, the Jade Flame Gate s would really be easy to bully!

The referee's expression stiffened. He was about to speak again when a voice sounded beside his ear. His expression eased a little but he still spoke with a cold face,

"Since we can't afford to lose, let's take him down quickly!"

The eighteen clan elders looked at the judge with blazing anger, but did not say anything, treating Dong Zhengyu was the most important, he could not delay.

With a dark expression, he jumped down the stage. The man looked at the back of the eighteenth elder and sneered disdainfully. He hoped that you could save this trash.

Seeing that the eighteen clan elders were carrying Dong Zhengyu, Mo Feng immediately rushed over to check on Dong Zhengyu's situation. When the eighteen elders saw that Mo Feng had been wearing a cold face the entire time, he passed Dong Zhengyu over to Mo Feng and turned around to leave.2

"Mo Feng, you must save Dong Zhengyu and bring him back."

Looking at the figure of the eighteenth elder's back, Mo Feng nodded his head. The eighteenth elder was Dong Zhengyu's master, but they had not contacted each other ever since Dong Zhengyu had befriended him, especially when Dong Zhengyu was willing to follow him. The eighteenth elder no longer revealed himself to no matter what happened.

From what the eighteen elders knew, Dong Zhengyu following him was the entire sect's shame, and it could be said that he had directly cut off all ties with Dong Zhengyu.

Though there were a few factors which had changed Mo Feng's opinion, they were still because of the relationship between master and disciple in the past. After all, as the father of a day's worth of master, how could a father not save his son when he saw that his son was about to die?

On the high platform, all of the elders of the Jade Flame Gate were furious when they saw Dong Zhengyu getting beaten up so badly. They could not help but worry as they watched Mo Feng taking Dong Zhengyu down.

"Don't worry, it won't be a problem for Mo Feng to treat his injuries." Then, he nodded his head slightly. Indeed, Mo Feng was now in possession of a huge sum of money and had nothing on him, treating his injuries was simply a small matter.

"Lotus Villa and Tian Luo Zong have gone too far!" He could only watch as the man arrogantly walked down the stage and arrogantly took his revenge. The only thing he could do was to rush to the first place, and the higher ranked disciple of the Jade Flame Gate would not be able to challenge the lower ranked disciple, and could only watch as the man arrogantly walked down the stage.

"Zhengyu." Yi Jinglin immediately took Dong Zhengyu from Mo Feng's hands, his anxious hands trembling. Although he and Dong Zhengyu did not interact much previously, ever since the two of them became close, and became good friends, Yi Jinglin had become like this to him. Now that Dong Zhengyu had become like this, his heart was filled with anxiety and fury.

"Let him rest." Mo Feng spat out a few words coldly, then turned and took out a jade bottle. He took out a few healing pills and crushed them on Dong Zhengyu's wounds, then he took out a bottle of recovery liquid and fed it to him.

"How is Brother Dong?" The faces of the disciples of Jade Flame Gate were filled with concern as they looked at Dong Zhengyu, whose complexion had turned golden.

Mo Feng did not answer. After giving Dong Zhengyu some healing liquid, he laid Dong Zhengyu on the platform and grabbed his hand.

Yi Jinglin's face was still filled with worry, but seeing that Mo Feng did not say anything with his eyes closed, he could only restrain himself and not say a word. The disciples of the Jade Flame Gate could only close their eyes and not disturb his.

Time slowly passed and there was not a single fight on the stage. However, the disciples of the Four Major Sects did not have the impatience to wait this time, their gazes always falling on Mo Feng and Dong Zhengyu.

"What the hell, just give him a bottle of healing solution? Is the reason why I have been sitting still to mourn for Dong Zhengyu? "

"I'm afraid it really is."

"Useless thing, I have so many things on me. I wonder if I should hurry up and think of a way to save him?"

Everyone sneered, they had been waiting for Dong Zhengyu to die, at that time, there would be a tragedy to watch.

"Hmph, trash." Opening his eyes, he looked at Mo Feng who was seated cross-legged without moving. With a disdainful sneer, he thought, "Trash, why is my man still sitting there unmoved after being beaten by him to such a state? Even I'm afraid I've been beaten to such a state?" What a piece of trash.

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