Chapter 153: Tang San Was Disabled
. Meanwhile, Bibi Dong also noticed Yu Xiaogang's condition.
Although she desperately wanted to support him, when she saw Liu Erlong beside him, an uncontrollable rage immediately filled her chest.
"Hmph, how shameless!"
Ning Fengzhi, standing nearby, didn't respond to Bibi Dong's outburst.
He knew that Yu Xiaogang and his relationship were indeed controversial.
However, he didn't want to dwell on such trivial matters.
Right now, he simply wanted to check on Tang San's injuries.
Who knows, he might even be able to use this opportunity to do him another favor.
"Your Holiness, given Team Blue Hegemony's current state, I believe they've given up on competing with Team New Kamikaze for third place. So, with all due respect, I'll be leaving."
"Master Ning, please!"
Bibi Dong said calmly.
As the other party had said, Team Blue Hegemony had lost their chance to compete with Team New Kamikaze for third place.
Therefore, today's competition was essentially over.
Tomorrow, the championship match would be between Team Tianshui and Team Spirit Hall!
However, with Yang Ziyuan present, the outcome of the match was no longer in doubt!
Meanwhile, Yang Ziyuan, witnessing the entire event, curled his lips slightly in a playful smile.
Although he knew nothing about the elixir Xie Yue had given Tang San,
his keen intuition confirmed it couldn't be anything good!
Just then, when the elixir appeared, he had clearly sensed an extremely terrifying and chilling aura.
This aura instantly reminded him of Bibi Dong.
The reason was simple: the aura was nearly identical to Bibi Dong's.
However, Yang Ziyuan knew full well that Bibi Dong's current strength wasn't enough to truly instill fear in him.
Therefore, the only logical explanation was that this mysterious elixir must have originated from the handiwork of the Rakshasa God!
After all, as the Rakshasa God's descendant, it was no surprise that their auras were so similar.
"This is much more interesting. However, I wonder what the efficacy of this elixir refined by the Rakshasa God is?"
Yang Ziyuan, racking his brains but still unable to come up with a clue, shook his head helplessly, deciding not to dwell on the question any further.
He knew the most important thing to do now was to remain patient and wait.
He believed that with time, all the hidden truths would naturally surface!
Blue Tyrant Team, outside the lounge.
"Dean Liu, how are they?"
Ning Fengzhi asked, and Liu Erlong gave a wry smile. "Xiaogang's awake. He's staying by Tang San's side now."
Seeing her gloomy face, Ning Fengzhi quickly comforted her, "Dean Liu, don't worry too much. Although I'm reluctant to accept this, I still hope you can cheer up. I believe that under your leadership, Blue Tyrant Team will definitely win the championship in the next Spirit Master Competition!"
"Well, thank you!"
Liu Erlong didn't listen.
However, she still responded politely.
Because she didn't care about the Spirit Master Competition ranking.
The reason she was like this was all because of Yu Xiaogang's neglect.
"You're welcome. Dean Liu, you've worked hard all day, go down and rest first."
"Okay!"
Liu Erlong nodded, turned and walked out.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi sighed softly, watched her leave, and then walked straight in.
"Sect Master Ning, what brings you here?"
"Master, I came to see Tang San."
Only then did Ning Fengzhi realize that Tang San had woken up, and even his injuries had largely healed.
"Sect Master Ning, you've arrived just in time! Come and help me see what's wrong with Xiao San's body? Why are his meridians full of elixir poison?"
"Full of elixir poison? What's going on?"
As he spoke, his expression was solemn. Not daring to delay even a moment, he swiftly and continuously channeled his powerful soul power into Tang San's body, attempting to thoroughly and carefully examine his current physical condition.
You must know that meridian blockage caused by elixir poison is no small matter!
The consequences are horrific!
In mild cases, it can severely hinder the smooth flow of soul power, while in severe cases, it can completely ruin a person's future in cultivation!
The reason is simple: the soul power accumulated through daily cultivation is stored in the meridians!
If the meridians were completely blocked, this person's career as a spirit master would likely be over.
However, Ning Fengzhi was perplexed. While medicinal pills weren't exactly rare, they were certainly not readily available like ordinary cabbages!
How young was Tang San, and how did he become associated with such a thing?
Filled with confusion, he decided to first determine the extent of the poison in the man's body.
He held his breath, concentrating his attention as he continued his investigation. After
a long moment, Ning Fengzhi finally slowly withdrew his spirit power.
"Tang San, how many medicinal pills did you take?"
"Medicine? What kind of medicine? I've never taken any! Sect Master Ning, am I in dire straits?"
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's gloomy expression, Tang San panicked and asked anxiously.
"Hey! Your condition is more serious than I imagined. The poison has completely taken over your meridians! Judging from the current situation, no one can help you eliminate it!"
Ning Fengzhi hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to tell Tang San the truth.
Otherwise, this guy would be driven mad with anxiety.
Hearing this, Tang San's eyes widened.
"You... you mean, my path to becoming a Spirit Master is completely cut off? That's impossible! Look, I can still use my Spirit Power and even practice!"
As he spoke, Tang San tried to attach his Spirit Power to his hand.
But just as he mobilized his Spirit Power, he was shocked to find that the Spirit Power, which should have flowed smoothly like water, was frozen, becoming extremely slow and heavy!
It felt like a huge, solid lead plate was pressing down on his arm, making it almost impossible to move!
Faced with such a strange situation, Tang San gritted his teeth and decided to use all his strength to force his Spirit Power.
However, just as he exerted his strength, a sudden, excruciating pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart hit him, as if countless sharp knives were simultaneously slicing and slicing through his body!
"Ah!"
Tang San couldn't help but let out a scream of agony, his face instantly turning as pale as paper, devoid of any color.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes.
"Tang San, calm down. Your condition is more serious than you thought. If you force your spirit power, you might..."
"No! This is absolutely not true! This is all an illusion!"
Tang San roared in disbelief, his eyes wide. His voice was filled with despair and unwillingness, heartbreaking to hear.
Before he finished speaking, Tang San's face was already filled with tears, and he fled from the room like a wounded beast.
At this moment, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered.
He finally understood that his path to becoming a spirit master was completely cut off!
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