Under everyone's attention, Lin Suifeng came out.
They thought he would be sad about the contest result, but he muttered in ecstasy, "Such a strong opponent! His figure almost defeated me! Who is he?! Who is this talented guy in our Tianyuan school?!"
He was trembling with excitement, "I have been trying to surpass myself for so many years, but never know the limit! Now I got my aim, hahaha, great!"
The disciples looked at each other. They considered Lin Suifeng as their idol, but never got to understand him very much.
He devoted himself in pursuing immortal, high-cultivation all the time.
He laughed wildly, "Who is this Mie, such a genius who can surpass me two levels!"
No one responded him, because no one could.
He kept laughing and shaking his head, then flew away.
Though he won the game, but everyone, including himself, knew he lost actually.
Before Lin Suifeng entered the Arena, who had expected the Mie to be so fierce?
Zimo Ting and Xiaoye were among the disciples. They returned to their houses after Lin Suifeng's leaving.
She praised, "Brother Lin is one of the top youngest disciples among the third-level cultivating schools. I did not expect that someone can surpass him in our school!"
Xiaoye followed her, but did not responded. He was still thinking about the Mie in shock.
In fact, Song Ning's cultivation would never be downgraded even in the state of a figure, that was to say, his real strength was quite similar to that of Lin Suifeng, hard to know who was better.
Time had passed secretly.
Some of the Tainyuan disciples were mediating in room, some cultivating in the Spiritual Spring, and others spending time playing for fun. But only Song Ning was suffering.
He sat in the bed, against the wall with an extremely pale face, supporting his body difficultly. Every time he tried to breathe, he would felt a huge pain in his Dantian.
It was still pilling, revealing some golden lights, caused by the Magic Taoism Scripture.
80% of his Dantian had been peeled already and he had no energy to inspect himself.
Commonly, the Dantian's peeling would only occur to the warriors who was about to break through to the dan gathered period, but Song Ning was an exception because of the Magic Taoism Scripture.
This process was too suffering.
Trembling for a long time, he got numb already, but still smiled.
"Hey, have you slept yet?" A sweet voice sounded outside suddenly, "But why the door was locked?"
The person seemed to feel something strange happened and pushed the door. When it opened, she saw Song Ning lying weakly in the bed...