護花近衛 - 第1512章 衛昭受傷 - 清風書屋

Far away at the summit of the snow mountain, Xiaoqing and the Ice Palace Lord had naturally seen everything that happened there as well, though the snow filling the sky made it hard for them to tell exactly what was going on in the field.

"Aunt Qing, which of them do you think will win?" the Ice Palace Lord asked, gazing into the distance, then turning her head with indifference.

"Hard to say... but Feng Nitian probably has the better odds?" Xiaoqing said.

"I never imagined the other ancient sects and ancient families had rotted away to such a degree. Two disciples who have cultivated ancient secret manuals, and they turn out to be such trash." The Ice Palace Lord frowned, a flicker of disappointment and contempt passing through her eyes.

"Palace Lord, you mean... Ling Yi will win?" Xiaoqing was startled and asked in astonishment.

"The outcome is already settled. Feng Nitian's defeat is a foregone conclusion," the Ice Palace Lord said. "In this round, Ling Yi has won again! Just what is this fellow's background? Is he really as simple as a rogue cultivator?"

"Shall I go look into it...?" Xiaoqing asked.

"No need. However formidable he is, it has nothing to do with our Ice Palace." The Ice Palace Lord waved a hand, signaling that Xiaoqing need not waste the effort.

The Ice Palace's inner sect had never taken in male disciples or male guest elders, so no matter how formidable Wei Zhao was, he had little to do with the Ice Palace.

Yubing clenched his fists tightly, staring at the field with quickened breath, wanting to pierce through layer upon layer of flying snow and see clearly what lay within. But he had no clairvoyant eyes; he could not see at all what had happened inside, nor did he know whether Wei Zhao was alive or dead at this moment!

And Yang Qiqi, too, had resolved herself in her heart. Wei Zhao, though you and I were never exactly friendly, you have helped me so many times after all, and I, Yang Qiqi, am not one who forgets a kindness. Still, if you are dead, then the grievance between us is settled by nature — but I will avenge you!

I will not let Feng Nitian and Yushan off. I may not be their match now, but I believe that one day, I will certainly be able to do it!

Zhao Qilei and Zhao Qiwu, too, did not dare draw near; they stood far off, quietly watching how things would unfold. Zhao Qilei was a smooth and tactful man, cunning and reserved, walking on thin ice even within the Zhao family, but he had only one aim: to become the head of the hidden Zhao family in the end.

In his eyes there was no such thing as pride, no such thing as face. Anyone who could be of help to him could become an ally; even if that person was a former enemy, it did not matter. And now, Zhao Qilei was no enemy to either group in the field, so no matter which side won, he could calmly and comfortably go on cultivating ties.

At last, driven by the fierce wind, the snow that filled the sky slowly dispersed, and little by little the scene in the field finally came clear!

Yet, to everyone's surprise, there was not a single person left standing in the field! Both Wei Zhao and Feng Nitian lay on the ground, and the pure white snow had turned red, blood scattered everywhere — and now there was no telling whose blood it was!

"Ling Yi!" Yubing cried out, somewhat anxiously.

"Brother Nitian!" The sight before him shocked Yushan as well! He had not expected Feng Nitian to have fallen to the ground too. How could that be? Wei Zhao clearly could not move a muscle and could only take a beating — so how could Feng Nitian have been hurt as well?

At last all the flying snow dispersed, and only then could everyone see clearly the exact situation in the field!

"Ah!" Yushan could not help but cry out in shock! For he saw that Feng Nitian's upper garment had been completely shredded, and his bare upper body was drenched in blood, a truly horrifying sight, as though he had suffered extremely severe injuries!