The time passed quickly at noon, and the last qualifying match of the third round began. The playground was full again. After the personnel of all parties were in place, Zheng Zizhou and Luo Hao of haotianmen played successively.

After a noon rest, Luo Hao\'s physical strength and soul strength have recovered. Even some internal injuries suffered in the morning have recovered almost. After all, his trauma is much lighter than that of Feng Ziyan.

"Brother Zheng, please!" after the game, Luo Hao didn\'t attack immediately. He knew that his opponent was not simple, so he was a lot polite.

"Elder martial brother Luo, I advise you to admit defeat, otherwise it will be difficult to take it when I take action. You can\'t blame me if you accidentally hurt you at that time." Zheng Zizhou said, learning from Luo Hao\'s tone in the morning.

"Hahaha..." Luo Hao laughed when he heard the speech. Looking at Zheng Zizhou, who was nearly a head shorter than himself, he could not feel even the slightest threat. Although he knew that his opponent\'s cultivation reached the level of level 20 martial arts, and his performance in the previous games was very eye-catching, now face-to-face, his opponent is always a child. Being threatened by a child, Luo Hao laughed angrily, "If you have that ability, just use it. The winner is still unknown!"

Compared with the duel between Luo Hao and Feng Ziyan in the morning, the role of this game is completely reversed, even talking is reversed.

"Ah!" Luo Hao started to attack as soon as his voice fell. He didn\'t leave any hands. The orange martial arts cultivation skill - explosive sudden fist broke out in an instant, urging all his cultivation achievements of level 18, directly breaking out an attack force close to level 22 and attacking Zheng ZiNuo.

"Hum! Compete with me for martial arts! Good!" Zheng Zizhou\'s face was cold, his body suddenly kicked down and stood in a horse\'s step. His right hand quickly received his abdomen. Facing the incoming fist, he was still calm and calm. Suddenly, he roared, and the right hand received his abdomen attacked in vain, becoming like a tiger\'s claw and roaring towards Luo Hao\'s fist. It is the Yellow martial arts practice tiger roaring palm, which can instantly explode 130% of the attack strength With sound wave attack, it is very powerful.

"Boom..." the fist and palm hit each other, and a dull noise broke out. Then Luo Hao\'s body suddenly jumped into the air and flew backward. When he was in the air, he vomited blood.

But before he landed, he felt that his right fist, which had just stretched out to attack his opponent, was firmly clamped by something. He subconsciously opened his eyes and was suddenly surprised. Zheng Zizhou\'s claw like palm still clasped his fist.

"Ah..." A scream. Before he could react from the shock, there was a deep pain on his right arm. Then Zheng Zizhou shook his body a few times and loosened his right arm, but then came the severe pain on his left arm, followed by his two collarbones, dorsal spine and two leg bones, which seemed to be separated, and even his muscles and muscles were twisted Like a song, the pain made his whole body twitch. He went into a coma without calling out.

"Yeah! Good fight, that\'s it!"

"The wicked have their own mill!"

The audience cheered. Of course, the leader was Zheng ZiNuo. Seeing his brother avenge Feng Ziyan, his breath was out.

"Broken tendons and wrong bones!" the leader of haotianmen on the podium could no longer sit still when he saw the scene on the podium. He sprang up from his seat with a Shua. He looked at the leaders around him with a frosty face and said angrily, "everyone, this disciple of lingyinzong is a little too cruel. Our main request is that the game be cancelled and Zheng Zizhou can\'t be promoted!"

"Sect leader Zhang, it doesn\'t make sense for you to say so." Wan Qianjun also wondered why Zheng Zizhou, who has always been gentle and elegant, was so cruel today, but he remembered that Luo Hao was cruel to Feng Ziyan in the morning. He should have avenged her.

"It\'s inevitable for two children to fight and be cruel. Just like in the morning, your disciple was also cruel to my younger martial brother Feng\'s beloved daughter. We didn\'t say anything when we sat again, and it\'s just broken tendons and bones. It\'s natural to lie down for ten days and a half months with a little skin injury, and there\'s no internal injury." Wan Qianjun argued.

"Ten days and a half months, hum! Let your disciple lie down for ten days and a half months. Such a serious injury has completely exceeded the regulations of the competition, and your disciple can\'t be promoted!" sect leader Zhang still refuses to let go. At this time, Luo Hao in a coma on the high platform has been carried down by his disciples, and Zheng Zizhou is standing in the middle of the high platform waiting for the decision of the referee.

"Hum! The competition stipulates that you can\'t seriously injure your opponent, but it doesn\'t stipulate what kind of injury is judged as serious injury. To say serious injury, I think your disciple fought so hard against my daughter in the morning. My daughter is still lying in bed unconscious. Is this serious injury?" Feng Qingyun also retorted.

"But your daughter won. What else to say if she won!" said door Master Zhang.

"Well, well," Tao Wuyang said in a timely manner, "there is really no rule whether he is seriously injured or not. Now this situation is also beyond our expectation. How about we vote? Whether Zheng Zizhou can be promoted depends on the result of our vote?"

Tao Wuyang is highly respected. Even the heads of the other three major sects admire him very much. He can say that he is not biased. He is completely from the public point of view, and everyone nods one after another.

"OK, it\'s OK to vote," Wan Qianjun said, "but it\'s inevitable that it\'s unfair if we only vote with four more door owners. How about we let all the audience present vote if we want to vote?"

"You\'re just talking nonsense!" sect leader Zhang said angrily. "There are hundreds of disciples of Lingyin sect, more than the sum of our three major sects. Is that fair?"

"You\'re right. There are many disciples of Lingyin sect present, but we Lingyin sect withdrew from the vote, and you Haotian gate also withdrew. Let the other two disciples vote. They are all bystanders. They can see it best. What does Lord Zhang think?" Feng Qingyun said.

"That\'s about the same, hum!" Zhang door master snorted coldly, thought for a moment, and then sat down.

"Well, in that case, the patriarch gave the order." Tao Wuyang nodded, then got up and said to the crowd, "all the disciples of the four major sects listen to the order! Except Lingyin sect and Haotian gate, the disciples of xuanming palace and Yangliu sect think Zheng Zizhou was seriously injured by Luo Hao in this game and can\'t advance to the next game. Please raise your hand!" although Tao Wuyang didn\'t speak loudly, But it clearly spread to every corner of the drill ground.

Everyone looked at each other when they heard the speech, and the scene immediately began to talk. After a while, only individual people from xuanming palace and yangliuzong raised their hands, but they didn\'t raise their hands around them, so they quickly put them down.

"What\'s up? Sect leader Zhang, that\'s fair." Wan Qianjun sneered.

"Hum!" Master Zhang suddenly got up, waved his long sleeve and left the rostrum.

"Well, in that case, the patriarch announced that Zheng Zizhou was successfully promoted in this competition." Tao Wuyang smiled to himself. Although he did not favor his disciples on the surface, in fact, he did a little trick, that is, he used a little skill when talking. If he said, "if he thinks Zheng Zizhou was seriously injured in this competition and can advance to the next competition, please raise your hand!" Then the situation may be quite the opposite. After all, many people are afraid to do it. Their gestures will expose themselves and be hated by others, so they don\'t raise their hands.

But there is still a very important point, that is, the game between Feng Ziyan and Luo Hao in the morning. Luo Hao\'s performance is really too bad. He can give such a cruel hand to such a lovely little girl, so everyone\'s impression of him is also extremely poor. Almost anyone with a little blood will not stand on his side, which is also the point that Feng Qingyun and thousands of troops like.

Otherwise, if only the leaders of the four major sects vote, Tao Wuyang and Zhang will each hold a negative vote, which will be regarded as a draw, but will the leaders of the other two major sects let Zheng Zizhou advance? Will they let their disciples face an expert like Zheng Zizhou in the final? No one wants to, so the result can be imagined.

After only one game in the afternoon, the meeting broke up. As the strength of the opponents is getting closer and closer, the battle is becoming more and more wonderful, but at the same time, the consumption between the opponents is becoming more and more huge, so the rest time is relatively much longer.

"Shiniang, is she awake?" after the meeting, Zheng ZiNuo followed the crowd to visit Feng Ziyan.

"I\'ve been in a coma until now. I haven\'t woke up yet." Yurong shook his head and said, "but her breath is much more stable. There should be no big problem."

"Oh, that\'s good." Zheng ZiNuo nodded anxiously and thought to himself that the side effects of the golden needle needling method were really strong, but her revenge was finally avenged by her brother.

The next afternoon there was nothing to do. They went back to their rooms to have a rest. Feng Ziyan didn\'t wake up until dinner, but she passed out again after a short meeting, which made Feng Qingyun and others extremely worried.

After dinner, Lord Tao Wuyang took the other six peak masters to visit Feng Ziyan personally. They felt that she was OK and were relieved. After all, it is not easy for a sect to cultivate such excellent children.

One night without words, the next morning, before going to the drill ground, Feng Ziyan finally woke up, but she was still very weak. She could only barely eat, and then fell asleep again.