Once again Wei Zhao had become a cripple with all his meridians severed, yet this time he felt not the slightest worry, for before he unleashed the true qi energy bomb he had already foreseen this consequence and made preparations in advance!

Although General Weiwu was not here, General Weiwu's second junior brother Tianlei Pig was right by his side, and Wei Zhao had already poured a great deal of pure energy into Tianlei Pig's body, energy that he could also draw upon for his own use! So once he had finished Feng Nitian and settled down, Wei Zhao could borrow Tianlei Pig to restore his strength!

With the lesson learned before, Wei Zhao would never again make such a rash move, especially this time, when his own life and Feng Xiaoxiao's life were bound together. He had to plan before he acted and could allow himself not the slightest risk!

Wei Zhao had to heal his injuries first, at least to stand up and to look as if he had not been hurt at all, so that he could overawe those petty villains. As for his strength, it could recover slowly. After crippling Zhang Naipao and Feng Nitian in succession, he believed no one would dare come to provoke him again!

As long as Wei Zhao looked to be in no trouble, no one would dare risk striking at him!

So Wei Zhao paid no attention whatever to Feng Nitian's side. Let him move as he pleased. In Wei Zhao's eyes Feng Nitian had already become a cripple, and however he moved he could no longer have any effect on Wei Zhao!

Feng Nitian struggled up from the snow, though his present appearance was wretched. He had not stood up at all, but was kneeling on the snow! His legs had clearly suffered grave injury, so grave that he could not even stand, which answered exactly to Wei Zhao's earlier words, that he would come walking and go back in a wheelchair!

"Impossible... this is impossible..." Feng Nitian's face was deathly pale, and he hardly dared believe that what had happened before his eyes was real! He wanted to rub his eyes to see more clearly, only to discover in horror that his arms were gone!

Where were his arms? How could his arms be gone?

By now the others could also see Feng Nitian clearly. His right arm had vanished completely, while his left arm was missing half of it! As for where the broken limbs had gone, no one could tell. Perhaps they had been blown to fragments!

"Brother Nitian... what happened to you?" Yushan stared at Feng Nitian in disbelief, as if to say this was not real, yet Feng Nitian was truly ruined. It was not simply that his hands and feet were broken, but that even his arms were gone! In such a condition, even if he recovered, he would still be a cripple, never able to cultivate again!

"My arms... where are my arms! This is impossible, utterly impossible! This is not real..." Feng Nitian muttered to himself like a madman, unable to accept this brutal reality!

The Nitian Divine Art he cultivated relied on forming hand seals with both hands. Now that both hands were gone, and indeed a whole arm was lost, the Nitian Divine Art could never be used again! How could he possibly accept that?

He had been the pride of the younger generation of the Feng family, the strongest contender to inherit the family headship, yet now everything had turned to bubbles! Without the advantage of the Nitian Divine Art, he, Feng Nitian, was nothing. With his arms gone, his legs broken, his body badly wounded, and his meridians seemingly severed for the most part, he had been turned outright into a cripple, and even the ancient Feng family could not reverse it!

Damaged meridians could still be repaired with Tongluo Pills, but a lost arm, once gone, was gone and would never grow back. He had never heard of anyone regrowing a missing arm!

"Ling Yi!" Seeing that Feng Nitian had risen while Wei Zhao still showed no movement, Yubing grew anxious at once! Though Feng Nitian looked miserable, at least he was alive, while Wei Zhao lay prone on the ground without stirring. How could he not worry?

Xiaoqing, standing on the summit of the snow mountain, asked in some puzzlement, "Palace Lord, that Ling Yi... can he be finished?"

"I do not know... Perhaps he used all the true qi in his body to shield that girl behind him," the Ice Palace Lord said with a frown.

"Ah! Then he really is a devoted man!" Xiaoqing sighed. "Does that mean he has lost in the end?"

"Hard to say... I just feel something is not quite right!" The Ice Palace Lord shook her head. "This Ling Yi does not seem like a reckless man. Perhaps he is not dead."

"I hope so. Otherwise, if Ling Yi is really dead, it will be quite difficult!" Xiaoqing said. "Feng Nitian broke the trial rules and beat a man to death, yet he himself is gravely wounded. Whether we punish him or not, we really will not know what to do!"

"That is nothing to worry about. If we punish him, the ancient Feng family will not fall out with our Ice Palace over a man who has already become useless," the Ice Palace Lord said, quite unconcerned about such things.

Just as they were speaking, Wei Zhao suddenly moved as well! Unlike Feng Nitian, Wei Zhao sprang to his feet in one leap, without struggling painfully up from the ground! Though the clothes on his body were tattered, Wei Zhao now looked refreshed and spirited, as if he had not suffered the slightest injury!

"Ling Yi! Wonderful!" Seeing Wei Zhao like that, Yubing felt his heart, which had risen to his throat, drop back into place at once, and he cried out in excitement, "You are truly formidable. You did not disappoint me!"

"Heh..." Wei Zhao smiled faintly, though inwardly he felt helpless. He knew his own condition best. That leap to his feet had come only after gathering his strength for a long while and spending it all in one breath. In truth, his body was still very weak!

His internal organs together with his meridians had all suffered very grave damage. Wei Zhao had only used the Xuanyuan Yulong Art to forcefully repair the superficial wounds on the surface of his body, so that outwardly he appeared as if he had not been hurt at all, though in fact it was quite otherwise.

Seeing Wei Zhao actually stand up, Yushan fell into utter despair in an instant! It was over, utterly over this time. Was this Wei Zhao too mighty? If he had known Yubing had found such a powerful backer, why would he have fought him for the family head succession? He might as well have yielded it. He was no match at all!

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