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"Whoosh—!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Would Master Yinian personally serve as the referee for a competition among ordinary juniors?

This is an unprecedented event since the martial arts tournament began!

"My goodness! The old immortal master is actually acting as the referee? That's such a high level of treatment!"

Some people couldn't help but sigh, "This 'White Plague God' really has a lot of influence."

"I think the Immortal Master just wants to see if the White Plague God's bad luck is real or fake!"

While everyone was complaining, Lin Feng was also feeling uneasy. Even Master Yinian had personally intervened, which made him feel even more pressured.

Bai Yue didn't care at all; with the lucky charm buff, she was sure she wouldn't lose this match.

Master Yinian paused for a moment between the sweating Lin Feng and the composed Bai Yue, then raised his hand to quell the commotion below and spoke loudly.

"The rules remain the same: stop when you've made your point. This match is now officially underway!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng rushed towards Bai Yue, striving to close the distance quickly and finish the battle swiftly, leaving no room for any unexpected events!

However, the moment he moved, a sudden change occurred!

"Lin Feng is bound to lose! Fighting Bai Wenshen is suicide!"

"Bullshit! With the old immortal master in charge right now, it's not certain who will win or lose!"

In some corner of the audience, two spectators got into a heated argument over who would win or lose Lin Feng's fight. One of them swung his sword and slashed, breaking his opponent's sword in two with a loud clang!

And by sheer coincidence, the broken half of the knife headed straight for Lin Feng's chest on the stage!

"ah!"

Lin Feng was so frightened that he quickly took a step back, while Master Yinian casually flicked his sleeve, and his energy surged out instantly, hitting the side of the broken sword.

With a crisp "clang," the broken knife abruptly changed direction, embedding itself diagonally into a wooden stake at the edge of the arena.

"No shouting or fighting allowed in the audience!"

Two disciples from Zixiao Temple immediately stepped forward and "invited" the two men, who were still arguing heatedly, to leave.

Lin Feng's attack was interrupted by this unexpected turn of events. He took a deep breath, still shaken, and looked back at the broken blade that was embedded deep in the wooden stake.

"This White Plague God truly lives up to his reputation!"

Looking at the still calmly standing white moon, Lin Feng gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the urge to admit defeat on the spot, and focused his mind and energy again.

A moment later, seeing that no one was fighting around, he once again assumed a fighting stance, his sword sheath pointing at the white moon, and launched a second attack!

"Mink! Don't run away! Come back quickly!"

A woman's urgent shout came, and a white figure moved as fast as lightning, leaping onto the arena in a few steps. It was a snow-white ferret with red eyes!

The ferret seemed startled; once on the stage, it panicked and rushed straight towards Lin Feng!

Suddenly, the opponent saw a white shadow rushing towards him and instinctively struck out with his palm. If the palm had landed, the ferret would probably have died instantly.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

At the critical moment, Master Yinian flicked his whisk and managed to wrap the ferret in his arms, pulling it into his embrace.

The ferret wriggled and struggled in the sleeve of his Taoist robe, making soft "squeak" sounds.

Master Yinian landed in front of a young woman below the stage who looked anxious, handed back the unharmed ferret, and said gently, "Young friend, keep an eye on your spirit pet and don't disturb the competition any further."

"Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master!"

The woman blushed deeply, bowed repeatedly to express her gratitude, and then awkwardly retreated to the back of the crowd while clutching the ferret.

Lin Feng's second attack was forced to stop again. These successive "accidents" were too strange, and even his hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Did you see that?! Here it comes again! I told you we couldn't fight the White Plague God! This bad luck is just impossible to avoid!"

The murmurs from the audience rose and fell, even more so than before.

"Lin Feng is really unlucky. First, a broken knife pierced his heart, then a ferret pounced on his face. Who knows what will happen next that's even more outrageous!"

Someone shouted at the stage, half-jokingly and half-warningly.

"Lin Feng! Know when to quit while you're ahead! Quickly admit defeat, take the pills, and run! If you dare to disrespect Grandpa Plague again, next time it might be your life that's at stake!"

These words immediately drew a chorus of agreement and laughter. Master Yinian calmly swept his gaze across the audience, and the laughter and chatter abruptly ceased, the entire hall falling silent once more.

Lin Feng's face turned pale and then red, his heart in turmoil. These two "accidents" caused the fear in his heart to grow wildly like weeds.

"Honestly, once or twice is one thing, but a third time is another!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he decided to launch a third attack. This time, he decided to hold nothing back and draw his sword directly, using his strongest moves to finish the battle quickly!

Clang!

The longsword was drawn half an inch from its sheath, a faint glint of cold light appearing, and a sharp sword aura instantly spread.

Just as Lin Feng was about to rush out.

"Ugh—!"

He suddenly let out a painful groan, and the color drained from his face instantly, turning it as pale as paper.

The longsword fell to the ground beside him with a clatter.

Lin Feng suddenly clutched his chest with his right hand, and his whole body went limp to the ground as if his bones had been removed. He curled up, veins bulging on his forehead, his expression one of extreme pain.

Bai Yue, who hadn't made a move, quickly ran to Lin Feng's side and reached out to grab his wrist.

"Dazhuang, what's going on?"

Fu Wenzhu also stepped onto the stage at this time.

"Grandpa Fu, he's in real pain and needs acupuncture immediately!"

As soon as Bai Yue finished speaking, Lu Wangyou rushed up as well.

"Forget your worries, this person truly suffers!"

Seeing that Lu Wangyou had already taken out the syringe, Fu Wenzhu quickly said something. The other party nodded, and the silver needle in her hand immediately pierced Lin Feng's Xinshu acupoint. After a short while, Lin Feng's rapid breathing and painful groans finally subsided.

"Senior brother, is this young friend alright?"

Master Yinian quickly came over to inquire.

"This person has suddenly fallen ill with a serious illness, his qi and blood are in disarray, and his heart meridian is severely damaged. He must not be subjected to any further stimulation or forced to exert his internal energy. He is no longer able to continue this battle."

After examining Lin Feng's condition, Fu Wenzhu came to this conclusion.

“Alas, my young friend has suffered such a misfortune, all because I sought to see your skills. Senior brother, you must do everything you can to save him. Zixiao Temple will provide all the necessary medicines without any hesitation.”

Master Yinian sighed softly and quickly took out another small jade bottle from his sleeve.

"This is my secret 'Heart-Protecting and Life-Saving Pill,' with mild and mellow medicinal properties, perfect for regulating the heart and blood vessels. Please give it to this young friend immediately, senior brother."

"good!"

Fu Wenzhu did not refuse and, together with Lu Wangyou, carefully pried open Lin Feng's mouth and swallowed one of the pills.

With the assistance of several disciples from Zixiao Temple, the two quickly carried Lin Feng, who was still not completely out of danger, off the stage and sent him to a nearby quiet room for intensive treatment.

On the stage, only Bai Yue and the thoughtful Master Yinian remained for a moment.

The other party did not immediately announce the results of the competition, but instead turned their attention back to Bai Yue and carefully examined her.