The system is the proficiency panel

Ye Zizhen's footsteps echoed in the cave and finally stopped in front of Ruoye.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the other person's pale face. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and a ray of cold light loomed in her palm. It was a killing move that concentrated spiritual power and could penetrate the heart in an instant. But her hand was suspended in the air, as if bound by invisible chains, and fell down after a long time.

Ruoye's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her dilated pupils gradually focused, reflecting Ye Zizhen's tightly pursed lips and dark eyes.

"Zi Xin..." She was barely able to breathe, blood foam oozing out from the corners of her mouth. "Why did you stop? If you were the same person as before... you wouldn't have hesitated for even a second."

"Shut up and wait quietly for the interrogation when you return."

Yakoshin said as he shared the healing effects of the bracelet with Wakaba, and after making sure she wouldn't bleed to death, he stopped and walked over to the rock wall to pull out the spear.

Now she felt a little complicated. She knew that if Ye returned alive, he would definitely be strictly interrogated. She also knew that given the other party's personality, he would not speak easily, so it would definitely be a painful process.

She wanted to help her friend get relief early, but she also knew the importance of someone who understood the Holy Church to Lin Ji, so she gave up and only hoped that her plea would make Ruoye suffer less.

Thinking of this, Ye Zizhen put away his spear and walked back to Ruoye. Just as he was about to carry her back to the cave, he saw a figure suddenly appear in front of him.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe and holding a long sword. He looked quite elegant.

Ye Zizhen had seen him several times in the Adventurer's Guild. Although she didn't know his name, she knew that he was one of her own, so she let down her guard. Before she could open her mouth, the other party spoke first.

"You must be the sister Daozi has recognized. This is the first time we have officially met. Let me introduce myself. I am Zuo Benqing, a cultivator of the Single Realm Foundation Establishment."

"Senior Sister Ouyang has already told me what happened here. I'm here to take you back. After all, the road is not very safe. Some rats have sneaked in."

Zuo Benqing fluttered his sleeves lightly, and green mist gushed out from his palms. Ye Zizhen's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then his eyes swept to Ruoye's broken body, and Ye Zizhen spoke first.

"Senior Zuo, please help her recover from her injuries. The broken arm is over there in the forest, just don't let her wake up."

Zuo Benqing nodded in agreement, and the broken arm in the distance floated back from the mud, and then water mist enveloped Ruoye's body. In less than three seconds, Ruoye's wounds healed perfectly, but she was still unconscious and unable to wake up on her own.

Then Yazijin picked up Wakaba and looked at Sawamoto Kiyomichi.

"Senior, there are two more people in the cave. We need to take them away together."

"But I sensed that there was only one person inside?"

Zuo Benqing frowned. His mental power had a wide range, so he was sure there was only one person inside.

Ye Zizhen thought to himself that something was wrong when he heard this. Duan Ming was knocked unconscious by his brother and there was no way he could wake up. The only possibility was that something happened to Chen Chen.

Thinking of this, Ye Zizhen quickly carried Ruoye on his back and ran into the cave, and Zuo Benqing followed behind him.

Ye Zizhen searched around the crumbling cave for a while and saw the unconscious Duan Ming, but Chen Chen, whose limbs were broken by her, was gone, leaving only a trace of crawling. She immediately understood what was going on.

"One ran away."

Ye Zizhen said, feeling very annoyed that he had not discovered it in time.

"Don't worry, we'll set off now and follow the traces to find it."

Zuo Benqing spoke lightly, then he moved his mind and took Ye Zizhen and the other two to chase after them.

Ten seconds later, they arrived at another mountain range. Ye Zizhen looked at the disappearing traces in silence. Zuo Benqing frowned and said after checking the surroundings with his mental power.

"His breath was covered by someone. He must have been rescued. There is a hole in front of him that was created by the fall. This must be the unknown strong man who took him away."

"Then shall we continue our search?"

"No, let's go back. I'm not sure about the other party's strength, and Daozi is still fighting in the sky and can't take care of us. I can't take the risk."

After Zuo Benqing finished explaining, he took the three people back. They already had two prisoners in their hands, and he didn't want to create any more trouble.

Ye Zizhen, who was unable to resist, was taken away. She looked at the battle in the sky that had not subsided for a long time and couldn't help showing worry.

"Senior Zuo, what about my brother?"

"Don't worry, even in the worst case scenario, nothing will happen to Daozi."

Hearing what Zuo Benqing said, Ye Zizhen felt a little relieved. Although she believed in her brother's ability, the world is so big that no one can guarantee what will happen. Having someone give a guarantee would make her feel more at ease.

……

The clouds rolled like raging waves in the sea, torn into pieces by invisible forces. The sunlight tried to penetrate the battlefield in the sky, but could only cast mottled light and shadows in the gaps.

As the battle time increased, Lin Ji gradually became familiar with the fighting style of the young saint. It was completely different from the old woman's previous appearance. It was an extremely restrained style. Each move contained the power to destroy a mountain, but the destructive power would not leak out at all.

Previously, the two of them had faced off in the middle of a sea of ​​clouds. His half of the sea of ​​clouds was immediately destroyed by the aftermath, while the other side's sea of ​​clouds did not show any damage at all.

Her control skills are so strong that she can even transform the force of the recoil into her own power, which can prevent the surrounding things from being destroyed.

And because it was the first time for the opponent to use this technique, Lin Ji suffered a great loss, and his entire body was destroyed by the opponent's sudden surge of power. Fortunately, he had a strong recovery ability, and he only consumed a little spiritual power before he condensed his body again.

From then on, Lin Ji no longer confronted the opponent head-on, but used the space-time field to maneuver, avoiding the opponent's offensive, and then used flying swords to harass, constantly looking for opportunities.

The two were in a stalemate and the battlefield was slowly expanding. A large bird monster was unfortunately caught in it. When it was about to be killed by the aftermath, for some reason, the saint was slightly distracted and sent it away, thus avoiding the monster's fate of death.

"Strange, you're distracted by saving the monster? Maybe this is an opportunity, let's test it first."

Lin Ji, who was in the battle, noticed this situation and immediately had an idea in his mind. He began to intentionally or unintentionally shift and expand the battlefield, incorporating some monsters into it.

Lin Ji tried several times in succession. In addition to being sure that this was not a flaw that the other party deliberately exposed, he also discovered that the saint would indeed try her best to rescue these monsters without affecting the battle. Although he was not sure why the other party did this, this slight distraction was enough for him.

As another monster was sent away from the battlefield by the saint, at this moment, Lin Ji, who had been waiting for a long time, found an opportunity. The spiritual power in his body surged wildly, half of it was poured into the Canyang Sword, and the other half was instantly transformed in the form of water to wood, doubling the intensity of the wood spiritual power.

Dozens of dark green shadows burst out of thin air, moved through space and drilled directly into the gaps in the lightning net hastily opened by the saint, like a group of pythons that smelled blood. The wounds that had not yet healed were reopened by the sharp barbs, and the vines grew wildly along the meridians. In a blink of an eye, thorny flowers blossomed in her internal organs, bursting out with blood foam.

The saint endured the inhuman pain, staggered and smashed the mountains behind her. Her emerald pupils were filled with bloodshot. Her ten fingers dug deeply into the vines, and she was unaware of her flesh being torn by the barbs. She actually tore off two poisonous vines rooted in the lungs. The juice spurting from the broken stems mixed with the fragments of internal organs, and evaporated into a fishy green mist in the lightning.