Qi Refining Level 3000, Accepting The Empress As A Disciple At The Beginning

Having said that, Ye Kong directly attacked, giving no time to react, every move and stance showing sharpness.

Elder Chengkong was caught off guard, retreating repeatedly.

Of course, Ye Kong very considerately returned the 'Returning Sea with a Single Blade' technique to Elder Chengkong, letting him also taste the power of this blade technique.

Elder Chengkong's nose was crooked with anger.

Ye Kong actually stole his martial arts!

"Ye Kong, you are truly despicable and shameless! Stealing the Tengyun Sect's Palm Technique!" Elder Chengkong roared.

"Oh? The world's moves are ever-changing. If you say I learned your palm technique, then I also say you learned my palm technique!" Ye Kong sneered.

"You!" Elder Chengkong was furious, truly unable to win either in a fight or in an argument.

Elder Chengkong had a thought, directly drawing a cold weapon from the side, a twin-headed spear, and thrusting it towards Ye Kong.

"This twin-headed spear, it was used before and hasn't been repaired yet, why is it being used?" Elder Chengkun on the side of the stage looked surprised.

"It's alright, Chengkong knows the limits," Elder Chengtian said with a calm face.

"The main thing is that it was last used to kill a Beiming spirit beast, and it will have the residual spiritual power of the Beiming spirit beast attached to it, which is harmful to people."

Elder Chengkun reminded.

But Elder Chengkong had already thrust a second time, wanting to put Ye Kong to death.

The moment Ye Kong's finger touched the twin-headed spear, a trace of icy numbness spread throughout his body.

Ye Kong's head buzzed.

Seeing this, Elder Chengkong directly waved his hand, thrusting towards Ye Kong's back.

Ye Kong was caught off guard and stabbed, fortunately not penetrating.

But his back was as if frozen, unable to move.

Ye Kong flipped over, propped himself up with his hand, and asked, "What an evil weapon, this can also be used for sparring?"

No one responded to him.

They all tacitly approved of this matter.

"Good, good, so you want to play like this, huh?" Ye Kong stopped pretending, Ye Kong was going to take out the Itch Sword from his brocade pouch.

When it came to evil weapons, what Ye Kong had searched for everywhere these years was no less than this.

The Itch Sword didn't need to enter the body, it only needed to cut the skin, then it would invade the body, the itchiness unbearable.

Elder Chengkong, seeing Ye Kong take out a three-inch long sword, sneered, "If you don't have a weapon to use, you can take one from the rack."

Elder Chengkong suddenly felt a bit itchy on the back of his hand, and then, his whole body broke out in goosebumps, instantly itching all over.

He threw the twin-headed spear under him, and he began to scratch the itch.

Subsequently, the itchiness entered his body, entered his blood, reaching places he couldn't scratch.

Elder Chengkong squatted on the ground, quickly scratching all over his body, until he scratched open streaks of blood, red blood flowing out.

His whole person turned into a blood man, unable to see a single piece of good skin on his body.

He only had himself to blame.

The people below the stage were shocked to see this, Ye Kong actually used a trick, harming Elder Chengkong to this extent.

"It's just a competition, Ye Kong, you actually used poison, what are your intentions?" Elder Chengkun stood up and berated Ye Kong.

"No, it's just that Elder Chengkong used an evil weapon, so I also used an evil sword.

I asked just now, and no one objected."

Ye Kong's answer stumped everyone.

"Then you can't use such a vicious hand!" Elder Chengkun said. "Quickly hand over the antidote, otherwise, don't even think about getting off the stage."

This was a blatant threat.

Ye Kong smiled brightly, he had long known that all crows under the sky were equally black, so he had already prepared himself mentally.

"Alright, one thing for another. First give me the antidote for the Ice Poison, and then I'll give you the antidote for the Itch."

From so many competitions, Ye Kong understood a principle, only by having chips in your hand, can you have the qualifications to negotiate.

Elder Chengkong suddenly stood up, his bloody appearance extremely frightening, he cried out helplessly, the clothes on his body were all torn off by him, his blood-red eyes looking at the people on the stands, utterly pitiable and terrifying.

"Alright, give him the antidote," Elder Chengtian said.

Elder Chengkun took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, sprinkled a little on Ye Kong's back, and Ye Kong instantly felt the restraints on his back dissolve. He moved his muscles and bones, and took out a huge red medicine bottle from his brocade pouch.

"Divide the medicine in the medicine bottle into seven portions, and put them in the bath water for seven days, soaking in hot water for ten hours, and the Itch Poison will disappear by itself."

In fact, one day would be enough, but Ye Kong wanted him to suffer a little.

After all, that attack just now really made him hurt for a long time.

Elder Chengkong, covered in blood, was carried away by his disciples, and now everyone's eyes on Ye Kong changed again and again.

Ye Kong didn't want this either.

There was no way, Ye Kong was just competing with them, but they were trying to kill him at every turn.

Everything else was fine, but suffering losses was impossible.

This was his principle in life.

Because the three elders were really embarrassed, the morning's competition ended here, and the elders gathered together to discuss ways to deal with Ye Kong.

Ye Kong finally had time to go back and change his clothes.

Back in the厢房, Li Fan was pacing anxiously in the 厢房, seeing Ye Kong return, covered in blood, full of anxiety and anger, "Ye Kong, they really tried to kill you?

Otherwise, let's not become disciples, let's just go back. You'll be beaten to death by them if you continue like this!"

Ye Kong began to take off the clothes on his body, stunned for a moment upon hearing this, "What did you say?"

Then he said indifferently, "Oh, you mean this blood? It's those elders', not mine!"

"Ah? Ye Kong, you're so amazing!" Li Fan surrounded him.

What came into view was Ye Kong's strong body, smooth and moderate, without a single scar, not even a small injury.

"If you have time, you can help me carry a bucket of water back," Ye Kong said.

Then he began to take off his pants.

There was nothing to see next, Li Fan oh-ed and immediately went to the yard to fetch water.

Ye Kong entered the shower room, the water rushing down, soaking his whole body.

In the misty atmosphere, Ye Kong actually felt a little sleepy.

With a thud, Ye Kong heavily bumped into the wall, instantly waking up a bit.

Li Fan, who heard the sound outside, also quickly came over at this time, pushing open the door to see Ye Kong lying on the ground at this time, stark naked.

Ye Kong propped himself up and stood up, his majestic figure fully displayed, he asked unhappily, "How long are you going to keep looking like this, you have everything I have."

Li Fan oh-ed and immediately turned around, bumping into the door with a thud, falling to the ground.

Tsk.

Ye Kong quickly grabbed a towel and dried himself, then changed into a clean set of clothes, and only then freed up his hand to drag Li Fan out.

"No, are you this stupid?" Ye Kong asked.

"No."

Li Fan's whole face was red, not daring to look up.

"I'm hungry, let's go out to eat," Ye Kong called out to Li Fan.

Li Fan followed, suddenly thinking of something, speaking from behind, "By the way, after you made a scene in the dining hall yesterday, Elder Chengtian deprived you of the qualifications to eat in the dining hall."

Ye Kong smiled, "Who cares about him, follow me."