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As a decent person, what I fear most is damage to my reputation.

It was a great humiliation for them to use a concealed weapon during the competition, and it was discovered by others.

This has to make people wonder if hidden weapons were also used in all the previous victories.

"Governor Yu's words are too baseless."

Some people couldn't sit still any longer, and Yu Zijin's words were the last fig leaf to be torn off from them.

The moment he came from Leng Yanlin's station, Yu Zijin's eyes never left him.

He knew that his current state could not last long. This body was like a leaky balloon. Ling Pavilion is closed.

Leng Yanlin did not expect that this poisonous needle would be used on Yu Zijin's body in the end.

He looked into Yu Zijin's eyes uncontrollably, watching his every move.

"No evidence?" Yu Zijin raised her head, exuding a strong aura. "That is to say, it is the fault of one person fighting?"

Everyone is very clear about the rules of the tournament.

This was considered cheating, and even had the intention of intentionally harming others, so it should have been directly handed over to Yu Zijin to deal with it, but Yan Zhan was the head disciple of the Xiaoyun sect.

How can this be good?

All eyes focused on Leng Yanlin, after all, this was no small matter.

It's about the whole image of decency.

"It's because I'm not strict in teaching, so I ask Pavilion Master Yu to save my apprentice's life."

Ying Zhan prostrated himself on the ground, looked in Leng Yanlin's direction in disbelief, and was hit badly by these light words.

The others also understood that Leng Yanlin was about to give up on his apprentice Yaozhan.

However, if they lost their lives in the battle, it would be a scandal for the Xiaoyun faction, and it would also let others know that the Xiaoyun faction is a gang that doesn't know how to protect its weaknesses.

Yu Zijin slightly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, then turned her head and said to Shen Ze'an:

"Don't kill people, I'll leave the rest to you."

Of course, Shen Ze'an could see that something was wrong with his master, and after listening to the conversation just now, he also understood what was going on.

He looked in Leng Yanlin's direction angrily.

Leng Yanlin wanted to kill him, so he asked Yan Zhan to do so, but accidentally injured his master.

He didn't want to attack Master.

but......

He hurt Master.

Unforgivable!

"Yes." Shen Ze'an replied sullenly, and walked towards the battle step by step.

He squatted down gently, and stretched out his hand to lift up the face of the war.

"I know you were ordered by your master, but it is a fact that you hurt your master, and the retribution is not good. You deserve it!"

As soon as the words fell, Ying Zhan felt the fear of facing death.

He didn't know how this humble child in front of him could release such a powerful force.For a split second, he could only stand there in a daze, unable to move.

Hongxue drew a perfect arc in the air, and the red hilt danced in Shen Ze'an's hand, like a blooming plum blossom, full of released spiritual power between every swing and every blow.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and wanted to applaud it. What kind of talent and understanding is this? !

If you are in your own sect, then you really have a successor.

When Cheng Zhan came back to his senses, there were more than a dozen imperceptible cuts on his body, slowly oozing blood, he felt the pain of bone erosion, and he could no longer lift half of his strength.

Shen Ze'an picked out the spiritual root of the battle under the watchful eyes of everyone.