Fantasy: Giving birth but not raising? Why are you crying when I become the Immortal Emperor?

Li Yun and Zhang Hao fought each other with all their might.

They both fell to the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

Li Yun's sword flew out of his hand, and Zhang Hao's double swords also fell to the ground.

There was silence in the martial arts arena, and everyone held their breath, staring at the two people on the field.

Seeing this, Ye Tian appeared in the center of the martial arts field, and the Taoist Palace token emitted a bright green light.

The two life forces were injected into Li Yun and Zhang Hao respectively.

The two people were originally dying.

Miraculously, he recovered his vitality.

Li Yun and Zhang Hao suddenly opened their eyes and looked around in confusion.

They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"what happened?"

Zhang Hao held his chest and stood up with difficulty.

I just went through a life and death cycle and I feel sore all over.

Li Yun also struggled to stand up, shaking his head with a confused look on his face.

He picked up the sword on the ground and looked at Ye Tian in confusion.

At this time, Ye Tian explained to everyone: "This is the effect of the Dao Palace's protective formation."

"As long as they are not completely dead within the formation, I can save them."

As he spoke, he glanced at the people around him.

"Everyone, feel free to fight. As long as you are in the martial arts arena, you don't have to worry about casualties."

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

One disciple couldn't help but ask: "No wonder there were casualties in the competition, it turns out that Dao Palace has the ability to save lives!"

Another disciple echoed:

"Yes, if you know that Dao Palace has a way to save lives and still want to hurt people's lives, it would be too deliberate."

Ye Tian smiled slightly and didn't care about what these people said.

"In this battle, both Li Yun and Zhang Hao won!
The reason is that they announced Daogong's ability to save lives for me. Their courage is commendable, so I specifically let them advance."

After saying that, Ye Tian took out two magic weapons from his storage ring and handed them to Li Yun and Zhang Hao respectively.

"These two items are both magical instruments for the Void Refining Stage. I hope they will be helpful to your practice."

Li Yun and Zhang Hao took the magic weapon and knelt down excitedly:

"Thank you, Brother Ye Tian!"

They originally thought that this battle would be disastrous.

Unexpectedly, I was qualified for the next round by chance.

I also got a magic weapon for the Void Refining Stage, which was a pleasant surprise.

Just for this reason, they felt the trip was worthwhile.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The elders in the elders' seat were very alert to the Taoist Palace's formation.

They were anxiously waiting for Ye Tian to return to the elders' seat to answer their questions.

Ye Tian returned to the elders' seat.

An elder stood up and looked at Ye Tian with scrutiny in his eyes.

"What is the specific range of this formation? Will the ability to save lives have any side effects? Will it exceed a specific range?"

Ye Tian did not hide anything.

"The formation covers the entire martial arts arena, and there will be no sequelae. As for the range limit,
As long as you are still in the Dao Palace, you can save your life."

After listening to Ye Tian’s explanation, the doubts in the hearts of the elders in the elders’ seats gradually dispelled.

They exchanged glances.

Seeing that the elders stopped asking questions, Ye Tian announced the betting arrangements for the next competition.

"It's a tie for the first time, which really disturbs everyone's fun."

"I'll make the decision and return the elders' bets double."

After saying that, Ye Tian took out the spiritual herbs he had collected earlier.

He returned them to the elders one by one, and gave them an additional elixir of equal value.

Seeing this, the elders could not get angry anymore and could only continue watching the disciples' competition.

"Next game, start!"

The Taoist Palace disciple gave an order.

The two disciples jumped onto the martial arts field and saluted each other with fists clasped.

A man wearing a green Taoist robe and holding a long sword, his sword skills are sharp and every move is aimed at the vital points.

The other one was wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a whisk, with graceful movements, using softness to overcome hardness.

The two of them fought back and forth, and for a while it was difficult to tell who was the winner.

Ye Tian nodded in agreement and returned his gaze to the martial arts arena. "Without any worries, they are indeed much sharper."

At this moment, the green-clothed disciple seized the opportunity when the white-clothed disciple failed to dodge and thrust his sword straight out, hitting the white-clothed disciple's shoulder.

The white-robed disciple groaned and staggered back, his clothes stained red with blood.

"The victory has been decided."

Ye Tian said calmly.

The green-robed disciple put away his sword and stood up, bowing to the white-robed disciple and saying:

"Concession."

The disciple in white covered his wound, his face pale, but he also bowed in return:

"If you are not as skilled as others, you will be defeated."

Several Taoist palace disciples quickly stepped forward and helped the injured disciple in white down.

Ye Tian also secretly activated the Dao Palace Token and the Sword of Life to absorb a wave of vitality from the victorious disciples.

The amount of monomers is not huge, just enough to make them a little tired.

However, so many victorious disciples are also considerable vitality for Ye Tian.

Ye Tian announced the start of betting again.

The elders were visibly more relaxed.

This time the bets are slowly starting to reveal their intentions.

No longer betting to please Ye Tian like before.

"This time, I bet that the Qingyun Sect disciple will win."

An elder spoke first and placed a precious spiritual herb in front of Ye Tian.

Other elders also placed bets, some bet on the Qingyun Sect disciples to win, and some bet on the Xiaoyao Sect disciples to win.

Ye Tian collected the spiritual herbs he had bet on one by one, and then waited for the next competition to begin.

After the competition started, two disciples leapt onto the martial arts arena.

A man dressed in Qingyun Sect uniform, holding a long sword that was shining with green light, looked very heroic.

The other was a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, holding a folding fan in his hand with a confident smile on his face.

The two men stood still and saluted each other with fists clasped.

"Qingyun Sect, Lu Qingshan."

"Xiaoyao Sect, Li Xiao"

"please!"

Lu Qingshan was the first to draw his sword, and the sword light went straight to the face of the Xiaoyao Sect disciple.

Li Xiao was not in a hurry. He waved the folding fan in his hand lightly, and a gentle gust of wind dissolved the sword energy into nothingness.

His steps were graceful and he always kept a certain distance from Lu Qingshan.

"Good form!"

An elder in the spectator seats exclaimed in admiration, stroking his beard.

"Although the swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sect is fierce, the body movements of the Xiaoyao Sect disciples are even more exquisite."

"It seems that it is hard to say who will win this competition."

Another elder echoed.

"It's not like small sects don't have good things!"

Ye Tian secretly used the same trick again to strengthen the two of them.

Two invisible rays of light merged into their bodies respectively, and their aura was greatly enhanced in an instant.

The two felt their vitality was replenished.

All subconsciously thought:

"The other party must have used some secret method!"

You have to give it your all!

"No more testing!"

Lu Qingshan's sword became more fierce, and the sword light poured down like raindrops.

Li Xiao was even faster and moved freely in the rain of swords.

They gathered their spiritual strength and attacked the opponent desperately, determined to win this time.

Lu Qingshan's sword energy became stronger and stronger.

A mere Spiritual Transformation Stage can cut through a ray of space!

Li Xiao was forced to retreat again and again.

But he was not willing to be outdone. He waved his folding fan and his spiritual power turned into strong winds.

Tear gaps in the sword net and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

This battle was extremely long, and neither of them would admit defeat. (End of this chapter)