Chapter 12

Li Xifeng and the others didn't say anything, just helped Li Yan back to his feet.

Li Yan, who had put away his equipment, looked terrifyingly pale, drenched in cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of water.

"Li Yan is good at everything except his physical strength. If he had more stamina, he could have won this round steadily," Chen Xifeng sighed.

"Li Yan's body isn't in good condition. He has done his best. The rest is up to me," Feng Lie patted Li Yan's shoulder and strode up to the platform.

"I concede." The person who defeated Li Yan was straightforward. He was already out of energy. Rather than being beaten down by Feng Lie in a few moves, it was better to concede and walk away.

Li Xifeng and the others cheered. The opponent now had only Du Changlong left, while Feng Lie was still in his best condition. Even if the final result was a mutual loss, Bai Cangdong still had a chance to take advantage of the situation.

Du Changlong walked up to the platform, didn't immediately engage Feng Lie, but walked to Feng Lie and whispered something. Feng Lie's expression changed, and after a while, he actually said, "I concede."

Li Xishan and the others were dumbfounded, almost unable to believe their eyes and ears.

"Feng Lie, what the hell are you doing?" Luo Ge, who had just finished treatment, grabbed Feng Lie's collar and shouted angrily.

"Du Changlong promised us a copy of the *Xuan Ling Finger*," Feng Lie said.

"So what if it's the *Xuan Ling Finger*? It's just a Silver Rank martial technique. If we make it into the top ten, we can get a Gold Rank martial technique. You sold our hope for a *Xuan Ling Finger*," Chen Xifeng said with hatred.

Feng Lie said calmly, "No matter how good a Gold Rank martial technique is, we have to be able to get it. Whether we can pass Du Changlong is still uncertain. Even if we do, the teams we face next are no joke. If Baron Blade and Shield were still here, we might have a one percent chance. Now, it's a sure death. We might as well take the *Xuan Ling Finger*."

Chen Xifeng and the others knew Feng Lie was right, but they still felt uncomfortable.

"Forget it. We're at this point now. It's too late to say anything. You don't need to go up for the last match, Old Bai. Let's go," Chen Xifeng said somewhat dejectedly.

"Since we're here, I might as well go up and see what it's like. I just became a baron, and it's good to observe more," Bai Cangdong quickly walked up to the platform.

Du Changlong was slightly surprised to see Bai Cangdong come up, but he didn't take it to heart. He smiled and said, "Feng Lie has already conceded. Do you still want to fight?"

"Since I'm here, I might as well show my face," Bai Cangdong smiled.

"Alright, take out your weapon and attack freely. I'll give you plenty of opportunities to show yourself," Du Changlong had already found out that Bai Cangdong was a newly promoted baron with no martial techniques or equipment, and was just pulled in by Chen Xifeng to fill the numbers.

Such a person, Du Changlong naturally didn't take seriously. Moreover, he had just persuaded Feng Lie to concede and needed a victory to show his might. Bai Cangdong going up at this moment was exactly what he wanted.

"Just promoted to baron, no suitable equipment yet, but my palm techniques are quite good. Please guide me, sir," Bai Cangdong's handsome face showed a smile, looking very sunny and comfortable.

"Please," Du Changlong gestured, meaning Bai Cangdong should attack freely.

Bai Cangdong took a step forward, raised his palm, and slashed down at Du Changlong's head.

"What a naive youth," Du Changlong laughed inwardly, raising his arm to block. His arm was equipped with a baron-level "Thorn Armguard," which looked like a regular fur guard but had countless sharp thorns hidden inside. A palm strike would definitely turn it into a honeycomb.

Chen Xifeng and the others also shook their heads in sighs, even feeling reluctant to watch.

"It's good for him to suffer a bit. Newcomers always grow this way," Li Yan shook his head.

Crack!

Bai Cangdong's palm struck Du Changlong's arm. His palm wasn't pierced by the thorns; instead, the baron-level Thorn Armguard was split open like it had been cut by a sharp axe, and the bone inside was broken. If not for the armguard, Du Changlong's arm would have been chopped off.

Bai Cangdong, having landed a successful hit, struck again. Du Changlong was already terrified. One palm had split his baron-level equipment, and he had nothing to defend against such terrifying destructive power. Seeing the blade-like edge of the palm coming close, he dared not resist.

"I concede, I concede."

Chen Xifeng and the others were momentarily stunned, finding it even more unbelievable than when Feng Lie suddenly conceded.

"Du Changlong conceded?" Luo Ge turned around, still not believing it.

"It seems he conceded," Chen Xifeng was also dazed, replying uncertainly.

"What do you mean 'seems'? He conceded," Li Yan called out excitedly, his pale face flushed with excitement.

"So we really won? No way, Red Hair, is this guy really the newcomer you found from the recruitment department?" Luo Ge said excitedly.

Li Xifeng was also excited, "Who cares where he's from? We won, and that's the most important thing."

When Bai Cangdong came down from the platform, Li Xifeng and the others ran over, almost lifting him up in excitement.

In the VIP seats, Lady Red Lotus's star-like eyes behind the black veil fell on Bai Cangdong, and she unconsciously narrowed her eyes.

"It's that boy we met at the equipment store," the female knight behind her whispered.

"I didn't expect his martial techniques to be so good. Interesting," Lady Red Lotus said slowly, "After the competition, bring him to see me."

"Yes, my lady," the female knight bowed in response.

Bai Cangdong and Chen Xifeng returned to their seats, preparing for the second match.

"What! Feng Lie, you won't participate in the next match?" Chen Xifeng looked at Feng Lie in surprise.

"Yes, I've already promised Du Changlong to withdraw from the competition and must keep my word," Feng Lie said calmly.

"What nonsense are you talking? Now that Du Changlong and his team are out, why do you still need to keep that ridiculous promise?" Chen Xifeng shouted angrily.

"Whether Du Changlong is out or not is none of my business. I only know that he promised me the *Xuan Ling Finger* if I withdrew from the competition. So I can't participate in the next match to avoid giving him an excuse."

Chen Xifeng was furious, "Is a *Xuan Ling Finger* that important? If we work together, we can make it into the top ten and get a Gold Rank martial technique, which is better than the *Xuan Ling Finger*."

"We can't make it into the top ten," Feng Lie shook his head firmly.

"How can we not? Didn't you see Old Bai's performance? With him, if we all work hard, we definitely have a chance to make it into the top ten."

"It's impossible. You know who we face next. He only has one martial technique, though it's powerful, it's too easy to counter. We can't make it into the top ten," Feng Lie insisted.

Chen Xifeng turned to Bai Cangdong and asked, "Old Bai, you don't really only know that one martial technique, do you?"

"I only know one baron-level martial technique and some ordinary knife techniques," Bai Cangdong didn't lie. *Pain Knife Technique* and *Blade Step* were not ranked martial techniques.

Chen Xifeng felt a bit deflated but still said loudly, "So what if you only know one martial technique? We still have a chance. Feng Lie, don't be like this. Let's give it a shot together, we have a chance."

"I don't want to waste time on something that's impossible. That's it. I won't participate in the remaining matches. After I get the *Xuan Ling Finger*, I'll train with you," Feng Lie said and left directly.

Watching Feng Lie leave the square step by step, the few of them felt a heavy block in their hearts.