Chapter 21: The Final Shot

Lin Mu looked at the whistling fireball.

He was extremely calm in his heart, no longer caring about the powerful fireball, and the spell in his hand was quickly completed.

The crowd below exclaimed, what is Lin Mu going to do?

Are they going to die together? Want to drag someone down with them before dying?

As soon as this thought flashed through most people's minds, the situation on the field changed instantly.

Dust suddenly appeared in the sky, and the stage turned gray.

Before the dust appeared, everyone clearly saw the huge fireball hitting Lin Mu in the chest, and then they vaguely saw Lin Mu falling backwards. After that, the dust blocked their sight and they could no longer see what happened inside.

Only some disciples with higher cultivation and extraordinary strength could vaguely see a golden light flashing, and then everything returned to calm.

Gu Chen stared at everything on the high platform with a nervous face, but he couldn't see what was going on inside. He saw Lin Mu being hit by the fireball with his own eyes, and he thought it was a bad omen.

Far away from the platform, two women were watching from afar.

One of the girls, about fifteen or sixteen years old, asked the senior sister beside her nervously: "Senior sister, do you think he can survive?"

The senior sister's face was blocked by the veil, and she couldn't see clearly. She shook her head and said: "I can't see clearly either. I hope he can be fine."

The girl was obviously dissatisfied with the senior sister's statement. She grumbled and ignored the senior sister, concentrating on the field.

The diffuse dust slowly fell and scattered all over the ground.

The situation on the field gradually became clear.

The imagined situation did not appear, and the expression of disappointment solidified on people's faces.

Ma Huayuan stood upright on the platform, his face covered with dust, and his facial expression could not be seen. The one who fell to the ground was Lin Mu, lying on his back on the platform, and the clothes on his chest had been burned out.

"Sure enough, I still couldn't escape this disaster." Zhang Ruoxu shook his head and sighed.

Gu Chen was also a little sad in his heart. Looking at Lin Mu lying on the platform, he remained silent.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was extremely kind-hearted and silently shed tears.

The senior sister next to her was very careful and soon noticed something unusual. She said to the girl, "Don't cry yet. He doesn't seem to be dead. Look, his chest is still beating."

The girl didn't bother to wipe her tears and looked at the field. However, her tears blocked her vision and she couldn't see clearly. She rubbed her eyes and finally saw that Lin Mu's chest was still beating. Although it was very weak, it could be seen with careful observation.

The girl burst into laughter and said, "He is really not dead."

As soon as she finished speaking, something unexpected happened on the field!

Ma Huayuan, who was standing upright on the high platform, fell straight back, and dust flew everywhere.

Someone was sharp-eyed and immediately saw the clues and shouted, "Look at his chest, there is blood flowing out."

Everyone was reminded and looked at Ma Huayuan's chest. Sure enough, blood was flowing out of his chest.

Only this time, it was the left chest!

This discovery made people confused about the situation on the field. Who died?

The dead person, without a doubt, was Ma Huayuan!

His left chest was pierced by the golden sword, piercing his heart, and he died.

The situation at that time was very critical for Lin Mu. It can even be said that it was a dead end!

Seeing that he could not escape, Lin Mu decided to fight for his life.

Before the fireball hit him, the "Thick Earth Art" in his hand had been completed and released smoothly. Lin Mu had never used this art, and Ma Huayuan naturally did not expect it. The dust in the sky rushed in his face, blocking his sight all of a sudden. He quickly closed his eyes, thinking that he could kill Lin Mu with his own hands when the dust cleared.

However, at the moment when Lin Mu was knocked down by the fireball, he tried his best to perform a "Genjin Art" again, and a small and exquisite golden sword flew towards Ma Huayuan at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

When Lin Mu released the "Genjin Jue" and was about to fall, he was not sure in his heart whether this golden sword could seriously injure Ma Huayuan. He just shot at Ma Huayuan's left chest based on his original feeling.

Luck was obviously on his side. Ma Huayuan stood still and did not move, and the golden sword pierced his chest.

Ma Huayuan still maintained a standing posture before he died. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were full of dust and he could not see anything when he opened them.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he fell straight and died on the spot.

At this point, the dust settled.

But people did not disperse, because the life and death of another party on the scene still touched their hearts.

His wisdom and bravery were fully demonstrated in this life-and-death battle, leaving a deep impression on everyone.

People did not want him to die, and they all shouted: "Hurry up and save people, hurry up and save people."

Luo Chen had already flown forward, opened the ban, and landed on the high platform.

A dozen disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall also gathered around.

Two of them carried Ma Huayuan out of the arena. After his death, he was expelled from the sect and thrown into the wild mountains to feed wild beasts.

The rest of the people surrounded Lin Mu and carefully checked his injuries.

Luo Chen looked at Lin Mu's red chest and took a breath!

Lin Mu's entire chest was burned, more than an inch deep, which looked shocking. If this injury wants to heal, it will take at least two months.

Luo Chen ordered his junior brother beside him: "Hurry up and bring the Qinghuo Pill, one pill for external application and one for internal use."

The Law Enforcement Hall disciple beside him was well prepared. He took out a small red bottle, poured out two pills, fed Lin Mu one pill with water, and then ground the remaining one into powder and sprinkled it evenly on Lin Mu's chest.

During this process, Lin Mu did not react at all. He had already fainted.

This time, he was really unconscious.

After treating the wound, Luo Chen began to arrange the aftermath. While asking the Law Enforcement Hall disciples to disperse the many outer disciples who were watching, he sent someone to send Lin Mu back to his residence.

Qifeng took the initiative to undertake this task and carried Lin Mu back to his courtyard.

However, he did not find even a bed in Lin Mu's three rooms. There was only a futon in the quiet room, and nothing else.

Qifeng suddenly understood why Lin Mu's cultivation could progress so quickly. His efforts were indeed unmatched.

He thought of his sandalwood bed that was more than ten feet long and full of patterns, and felt ashamed.

A group of people gathered at the door of Lin Mu's courtyard. They all wanted to see how Lin Mu was injured. But because Qifeng was here, they didn't dare to come in.

Qifeng held Lin Mu and said to the people outside: "Who has an extra bed, bring one over."

This question stumped everyone. Most people only have one bed, who would have the time to put two beds in the house?

At this time, a clear and pleasant voice came from outside the courtyard: "I have it, use mine."

Everyone looked at it and saw that it was a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, who was pretty and cute. They all sighed in their hearts: "Why is it not me who was injured?"

Someone recognized her and joked: "Junior sister Yunmeng, are you attracted to Junior brother Lin Mu?"

Yunmeng's face turned red and she said shyly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not true."

Everyone laughed and understood. But fortunately, seeing that she was thin-skinned, they stopped teasing her.

Qifeng also laughed and deliberately said: "Junior brother Lin Mu, you are seriously injured and you can't do without someone to take care of you."

Yunmeng didn't know she was fooled and agreed immediately: "I'll do it."

Everyone laughed again, Yunmeng understood, and her face turned red with shyness.

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