727: C727 The Primary Target

C727 The Primary Target

"It seems like only one person between Hong Yi and Chen Feng can walk down the stage alive!"

Hearing Hong Yi's words on the stage, this thought emerged in the minds of the surrounding audience, including the Martial Cultivator from all over the world.

At this moment, Hong Yi was enjoying the joy of winning. He looked at Chen Feng and wanted to say a few more words to him, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, because out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Wu Zhizhou and Master Faang Zheng had left the VIP seats.

Hong Yi subconsciously took a step back, afraid that Wu Zhizhou or Fangzheng would attack him. With their strength, they could kill Hong Yi in an instant.

At this moment, Hong Yi's master, Hong Tianba, had clearly seen this scene as well. He jumped onto the arena and shouted in a deep voice. "Fangzheng, could it be that you are going to violate the rules of the competition in the State of Wu Zhi?"

Hong Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his master arrive. Immediately, he became smug again. With an arrogant and hungry smile on his face, he enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

When Hong Tianba's words were heard, Wu Zhizhou and Fangzheng ignored him. Instead, they headed straight for the injured Sanjie.

Hong Tianba's hanging heart relaxed. The instant just now had scared him badly.

"Kid, well done!" Looking at his own disciple, Hong Tianba was extremely happy. He had been waiting for this day for too long.

"Master, this isn't a big deal. The main show is coming later. That Chen Feng will die for sure!" Hong Yi's words were filled with confidence. However, in the eyes of those who were interested, his confidence was extremely foolish.

After the competition ended, according to the rules, the contestants needed to rest for a day before continuing with the competition.

In the distance, Chen Feng, Ji Yun, and Tian Ying also hurried to the arena.

At this moment, Sanjie was still lying on the ground, and Master Faang Zheng and Wu Zhi Zhou did not lift him up. Seeing this, Chen Feng's heart sank.

"How is Sanjie?" Chen Feng could not help but ask.

In the Wu Zhi Province, Master Faang Zheng's face was gloomy. Judging from their expressions, Sanjie seemed to have suffered a serious injury.

"Sanjie has suffered internal injuries, so we cannot easily touch him. We need to wait for a professional doctor to deal with him!" Wu Zhi Zhou said slowly.

"That's right!"

Master Faang Zheng nodded his head. If it was an ordinary injury, the Buddhist Sect had a special medicine that could shorten the time needed to heal it, and the effect would be very good. However, it was different at this moment. Sanjie had suffered internal injuries, so he couldn't act rashly.

Of course, the martial arts organization of the world had already made ample preparations for this kind of thing. Three minutes later, a medical vehicle drove over. The medical staff carefully carried Sanjie into the medical vehicle and left the venue.

Meanwhile, in Wu Zhi Zhou, Master Faang Zheng, Chen Feng and the others followed behind the medical vehicle, all the way to the best hospital in the city.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Sanjie was sent to the emergency room for emergency treatment. As time passed, Chen Feng, Wu Zhi Zhou, and the others waited in the corridor.

If the lights in the emergency room were to be turned off at 8. 30 a. M. , everyone would get up immediately. The emergency room door opened and the attending physician walked out.

"We did a check on the patient's injuries. Most of them were superficial wounds, but his internal organs were mostly damaged. At the moment, he is still in critical condition. As for the follow-up situation, we still need to check!"

The attending physician explained Sanjie's injuries in detail.

Since the attending physician spoke Italian, he could only translate it for everyone through Chen Feng.

Currently, the Martial Cultivator in the Huaxia Country in the hospital consisted of Cang Bo from the Skyhill School, Ji Wudao from the Ji Family, Master Faang Zheng, Wu Zhi Zhou, and Chen Feng.

When they heard Chen Feng's translation, everyone's expressions became uglier and uglier. They never thought that Sanjie's injuries would be so serious.

However, there was only one solution at this moment, and that was to let the hospital treat him first. After that, they would use the ancient secret prescription to treat Sanjie's injuries.

"Thank you very much. Please do your best to treat my friends. Thank you again!"

Chen Feng quickly thanked the attending physician.

"No need to do that. Treating patients and saving people are part of our job. Your friend's constitution is far from ordinary. With this kind of constitution, he might be able to use his own recovery ability to get through this crisis!"2

The attending physician explained to Chen Feng with a smile, then left with his assistant.

Chen Feng translated the words of the attending physician and the others, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard it.

"Hong Yi, this bastard, how dare you kill him in a martial arts competition!"

Ji Yun scolded angrily. He had gotten along very well with Sanjie during this period of time. When he saw Sanjie's injuries, he was furious.

Although Tian Ying didn't say anything, he clenched his fists so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. He looked at Chen Feng.

Given Chen Feng's character, he would never sit back and watch Sanjie get injured like this. Strictly speaking, the reason why Sanjie was injured like this had something to do with him.

"Elder Wu, Master Faang Zheng, I will get Sanjie's injuries back when I fight Hong Yi!" Chen Feng said in a deep voice. At this moment, his killing intent was extremely strong, and he was determined to kill Hong Yi.

The seniors present nodded. Then, Wu Zhizhou instructed, "Chen Feng, you must not be careless in the battle between you and Hong Yi. According to what we know, Hong Yi has also been injected with the genetic medicine. His combat strength will rise to a terrifying level in a short period of time!"

Wu Zhizhou understood Chen Feng's strength, but the competition was ever-changing. He could not be careless.

"En, I know!"

Chen Feng only had some guesses about the effect of this genetic medicine. It seemed like the reason why Ron was so confident was probably because of the injection of the genetic medicine.

At this moment, Hong Yi, his master Hong Tianba and a few other experts were all heading to the hotel. There was no competition tomorrow, so it was rare for them to have free time.

After returning to his room, Hong Yi impatiently asked, "Master, is the young monk from Huaxia Country dead yet?"

"I don't think so, but he hasn't passed the critical period yet!"

Hong Tianba was very optimistic about this disciple's approach. From his words, one could tell that he was right. Hong Tianba continued, "The battle this time is very good, but your target is Chen Feng!"

"Understood, Master. However, it will be great if that monk is dead!"

Hong Yi responded first, then added another sentence.

The battle between Hong Yi and Sanjie had finally achieved its goal. My father wanted to get rid of his previous shame and trample the Martial Cultivator of Huaxia Country under his feet. However, Sanjie didn't die. This made Hong Yi somewhat unable to accept it. This was because he had used almost all of his strength in the battle against Sanjie. Of course, he didn't use any genetic medicine to increase his combat strength.

However, he thought that his strength was already very strong. He didn't expect that Sanjie would actually take it head-on.

Hong Tianba saw through his disciple's thoughts and said slowly, "Little Yi, don't forget your important goal. The others are insignificant!"

Hong Yi didn't say anything. Sanjie's defeat was nothing. Chen Feng was one of the best among the young generation in Huaxia Country. If Chen Feng could defeat him or kill him, To Hong Yi, fame and fortune could be said to be a win-win situation. However, he didn't know why Hong Yi didn't have enough confidence right now.

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