NOVEL WEB Chapter 637: The big brother who did something evil
The middle-aged monk had never seen reverse healing.
But he's not a fool.
It was just a traumatic injury originally, but with the joint efforts of five light spiritual masters to heal it, it would not take long, not just an instant, but it would be back to normal.
but now……
The injury on his hand has not fully recovered yet.
Instead, the pain was clear.
The middle-aged monk even suspected that without the healing skills of several light spiritual masters, the injuries on his hands might not recover slowly, but would continue to worsen!
As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Ning Ruan's smiling eyes.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The pressure of the eleventh realm was suddenly released.
Several light spiritual masters beside him could not bear it and staggered.
The healing technique also stopped instantly.
No.
It’s not completely cut off either.
The one hiding in the defensive shield was not affected by his coercion at all.
Still smiling and performing healing spells on him.
The middle-aged monk looked at the injury that suddenly worsened in shock. He still didn't understand who was responsible?
He originally suspected Ning Ruan.
But I just suspected that there was something wrong with the opponent's black ball.
Unexpectedly...
The problem turned out to be the healing technique!
He backed away repeatedly, looking horrified, "What did you do to me??"
This injury is not fatal.
He didn't even pay much attention to it.
But this method was definitely the only one he had ever seen in his life, and it was horrifying.
Ning Ruan chuckled, "As a light spiritual master, of course I heal seniors."
"Stop!" The middle-aged monk raised his hand and a fire dragon headed towards the defensive shield.
Ning Ruan didn't panic at all.
If she were alone, she would definitely not be able to hold on.
But she is not alone.
boom--
The fire dragon hit the defensive shield.
A clear breaking sound sounded.
The middle-aged monk showed cruel intentions. Even if he couldn't hurt anyone's life, he would still teach this damn girl a lesson.
however.
Not waiting for him to take action again.
The shield that was originally shaky suddenly solidified quickly.
Middle-aged monk: "???"
He had a stern look on his face, and this time, he didn't hold anything back.
The sea of fire rushed towards the defensive shield.
But something unbelievable happened again.
The shield was not damaged at all this time.
On the contrary, it is several times more solid than before.
Ning Ruan did not use the reverse healing technique anymore. While chewing the spiritual fruit, he laughed, "Hey, senior can't do it."
"Senior, Liwei, do you have food?"
"Senior, please use more force."
The middle-aged monk turned red with anger.
Especially after sensing countless strange looks on and off the stage, he became even more angry as he thought about it.
Angry and embarrassed.
At last.
He shook his sleeves fiercely, and flew straight to the other side of the stage as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.
outside the shield.
Only the five light spiritual masters were left who looked terrified and didn't know what to do.
No way.
In order to avoid being knocked down by accidental injuries, the five people had no choice but to take out their defensive weapons and gather around one place.
Fortunately, although the fight was fierce on the stage, no one deliberately attacked them.
On the contrary, there are injured people who will try their best to run here.
Then the five of them performed healing spells together.
No matter who passed by with an injury, the five people had to be treated.
Didn't last for half an hour.
The five of them turned pale.
The consumption is too great.
"You just need to let us enter the defensive shield and rest for a while?"
The light-type female cultivator of the Seventh Realm turned to look at Ning Ruan, gritting her teeth lightly, unable to hide the resentment in her tone.
Whenever possible, she didn't want to say this.
But the consumption was too great. Not only did he have to perform healing spells on others, but he also had to use part of his spiritual power to support defensive spiritual weapons.
"Why are you blaming me? Isn't it because you used up your spiritual energy to heal their wounds? Shouldn't they be the ones you want to blame?"
Ning Ruan clicked her tongue twice.
More than just resentment.
At least two of these five light spiritual masters coveted her iron pot.
Don't think she didn't notice.
And these two people... one of them is this female cultivator from the Seventh Realm.
"You don't blame them for threatening you with medical treatment. I didn't let you in, but you complained instead. Why, do you think I have a good temper?"
The third senior brother who was silently helping his little junior sister hold up the defensive shield said: "..."
If his third junior sister had a good temper, there would be no bad tempers in the world.
Ning Ruan's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was enough to be heard clearly by everyone on and off the stage.
However, there was a fierce fight on the stage, and few people listened to her speech.
It's different offstage.
The disciples of Qingyun Academy have been paying attention to the interesting scene here.
Hear the words.
They even laughed out loud.
Others deliberately raised their voices and shouted towards Ning Ruan:
"It's not because you have a good temper, it's just because you are also a light spiritual master. You can't do anything to them. Of course they are not afraid of you."
"What a shame. Why should someone else's defensive weapon protect you?"
"Senior Brother Wang, you don't understand this. Is using other people's defensive spiritual weapons the same as using your own? Not to mention damaging the spiritual weapons, using other people's spiritual weapons also saves spiritual power. Isn't it convenient?"
"..."
The audience was talking lively.
The five light spiritual masters were already blushing with embarrassment.
The other four light spiritual masters silently moved away from each other.
Although they still need to hold together, their positions are clearly defined.
The seventh-level female cultivator was extremely angry, but she couldn't say a word.
She knew that after today, her reputation in the academy would plummet.
It's still irreparable.
Looking at the disgusted looks below, she suddenly felt weak in her legs...
The battle on stage has reached a fever pitch.
The number of monks who were kicked off gradually increased.
Fewer and fewer people can stay on stage.
The five light spiritual masters were not knocked down.
But after his spiritual power was exhausted, he jumped down when someone threatened him.
Han Ze did not hold out for long.
Although the puppet beast is amazing, it is ultimately limited by his low level of cultivation.
But everyone present knew that although he failed to persist to the end, he definitely left a deep impression on the instructors.
Even the disciples of Qingyun Academy.
I also remembered this extraordinary little monk from the Fourth Realm.
Also remembered was Ning Ruan.
She didn't even take action, she just relied on an iron pot to survive until now.
"Everyone, it's better to send that little fellow Taoist down first, lest he take up the ranking for nothing."
When there were only a dozen people left on the field.
Some people couldn't help it anymore and pointed in Ning Ruan's direction.
No matter how you look at it, this idea is extremely beneficial to them.
He didn't think anyone else on stage would say no.
however……
As soon as these words came out, the person who rejected them the fastest was the pale-faced monk of the Twelve Realm.
He is also the only one of the twelve realms among the new disciples of Qingyun College this time.
"You can give it a try, but I won't participate."
"Fellow Taoist, her iron pot is very weird. I can't break through her defenses by myself, but if we attack together, the iron pot's shield will never be able to hold up!"
The speaker was another Eleventh Realm person.
The Eleventh Realm, who had been so angry by Ning Ruan that he vomited blood, had been beaten down in the brawl.
Ning Ruan could see clearly.
The person who committed the murder was none other than her eldest brother, who was as handsome as a man and as gentle as jade.