Fixed penalty

  "You... you... bastard! Great Elder, look at this bastard, does he still put us in his eyes?" Bao Gang's face changed greatly, his old face flushed red, and the ferocious knife scar was like a snake.

  "Old man, why don't you just die? You're going to lose an arm for every word. How dare you say that out loud. Your mother must have pinched your brain when she gave birth to you." Yifeng cursed furiously.

  This old guy has the nerve to say that, damn his stupid face, isn't he brain-dead? One arm, you'd be better off killing me directly.

  "You... bastard... I'm gonna kill you."

  Bao Gang's face changed drastically, and he even forgot about the elder standing beside him. With a fierce punch, he violently smashed towards Yi Feng, creating a series of explosive sounds in mid-air. Yi Feng believed that if this punch landed, it would be absolutely fatal. This old man had clearly made up his mind to kill.

  Yi Feng hummed and his hand slightly rummaged through his chest, several black needles appeared in his hand. He was about to scatter them out casually.

  The thing the five elders gave me has never had a chance to be practiced, and it just so happens that I can try it out on you.

  The old man saw what Yī Fēng had taken out, and his heart was greatly shocked. He stretched out his hand to block Bào Gāng's fist, and the powerful residual energy exploded on the table surface. The wooden splinters suddenly burst apart and shot out in all directions. The red wood table became a ruin and fell to the ground, and the teapot and tea cups were smashed into pieces of porcelain fragments.

  The mere residual waves of the two people's gentle collision had such great power, and Shidai'er and Liu Feng gained a deeper understanding of the strength of the Holy Land elder. The Holy Land is indeed an existence that transcends the Holy Sect, with even one elder possessing terrifyingly strong abilities.

  Yi Feng didn't have much of a reaction, having touched the core of the Holy Land, he understood that the Holy Land's waters were unfathomable. Someone like Bao Gang, an elder, was nothing. He just overestimated himself.

  The five great elders, which one is not an unfathomable existence. The Great Elder did not tell Yi Feng his true strength, but Yi Feng guessed that he was absolutely no lower than the King level, and even the Respect level was possible.

  There are also various attic elders who, regardless of current events, only focus on secluding themselves to cultivate their age. Their strength is absolutely not inferior to that of the Rainstorm Peak, and will only become stronger. It's just that these people can't be contacted, and aren't understood, so they put on a very powerful appearance.

  "Great Elder...... you......" Bao Gang saw the Great Elder blocking his way, though dissatisfied, he didn't dare say anything.

  The old man sneered in his heart: If I didn't block you, I'm afraid you'd be a corpse by now. The poisonous needles given by my fifth brother are so easy to deal with. Even if it's a king-level expert, they would still need to be extremely cautious when dealing with them. Although this kid has lost all his strength now, the techniques taught by my fifth brother are still there; can you guarantee that these poisonous needles won't hit your own body?

  The old man recalled the pain of his fifth brother being pierced by the poisonous needles, and he couldn't help but shudder. If something that pained his fifth brother so much was this terrifying, then...

  Yi Feng saw the Great Elder blocking his way, and he finally let out a sigh of relief: although the killing power of this poisonous needle was great, there were only three of them, which means he could use it at most three times. He didn't want to waste such precious things on a trash like Bao Gang.

  Yi Feng gave a cold glance at Bao Gang and snorted, "Old man, do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll take my leave. The world is still waiting for me to save it, no time to waste here with you."

  Yi Feng had never taken this clown seriously, with Lao Tou Zi's transcendent status in the Holy Land, as his disciple, how could he still have his arm cut off? Even if he agreed, Lao Tou Zi would probably not agree either.

  Besides, the old man has broken so many sacred rules and nothing happened, as his disciple, breaking a hundred or eighty times shouldn't be a big deal either.

  "Rebel... Great Elder, this rebel's death is not enough to calm the people's anger..." Bao Gang saw the green veins bulging on his hands, and there were signs of him wanting to take action.

  The elder looked at Bao Gang with disdain: Kill him? Joke, I'm afraid if I don't kill him, his master will slaughter me. The evil sect has been searching for thousands of years to find a suitable disciple to cultivate that technique, and if something happens to him, the entire Holy Land will not be peaceful.

  The old man said calmly: "Alright, sit down everyone. What's all the commotion about?"

  Soft words, yet an unquestionable tone. Bao Gang's head nodded once, though unwilling, he still sat down obediently, the elder's authority deeply ingrained in his bones.

  Yi Feng didn't want to stay here, but since the Great Elder had spoken up, he sat down with a nonchalant attitude.

  "Yi Feng, how do you think this matter should be handled?" The Great Elder turned his head and said calmly to Yi Feng.

  Yi Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's just a matter of hurting someone, I don't think it's a big deal. Didn't you just say that the Holy Sect is a place where the strong prey on the weak?"

  The Great Elder said: "But that is a Holy Sect, not a Holy Land. You have violated the rules of the Holy Land, and it's a fact."

  Yi Feng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then what should we do? I'll listen to you?"

  The old man nodded in satisfaction: This kid still gave him enough face, otherwise, this kid would have turned around and left, he could find some trouble for him at most, but couldn't do anything to him.

  "It's good that you admit it. The fact is, you crippled Samo Tie. According to the rules of the Holy Land, your arm should be cut off. However, just now you also insulted the elder, so cutting off your arm would be too light a punishment." said the Grand Elder.

  Liu Feng and Bao Gang were secretly delighted, looking at Yi Feng's eyes with a hint of schadenfreude.

  Shu Dai'er originally had a strong heart, but when she saw Yue Feng's calm demeanor, her heart relaxed.

  "What does the elder think?"

  "I heard that in a year's time, you and Liu Feng have agreed to engage in a duel to the death. If that's the case, then that duel will be a matter of life and death. Even if it means death, the Sacred Land won't ask any questions. How is this punishment?"

  Everyone who heard it was stunned: Is this still a punishment? Isn't this already an established fact? Can it also be used as a penalty?

  Yi Feng secretly rejoiced in his heart: High, too high. Life and death are destined, obviously death is much heavier than the punishment of cutting off one's arm. Sealing someone's mouth, making them unable to speak, and yet favoring me. This move, I am far from matching. Indeed worthy of being a great elder.

  "Cough, although this punishment is too severe for me, I have always respected the elder, so I'll reluctantly accept it."

  The old man heard this and couldn't help but snort in his heart. However, he didn't show it on his face, instead turning to ask Ryōga: "What do you think?"

  Boisterous anger on top of the mountain: "That little brat, Hou Yi, said he would only come down if you showed respect to him. If I didn't agree, wouldn't that be disrespecting you? Didn't I just disagree?"

  "Let the elderly decide."

  The old man nodded and said, "Let's just say it that way."

  Liu Feng and others were unwilling, but thinking that after a year, they would be able to trample on Ruo Feng at will, making him wish he were dead, so his heart was balanced.

  One year later, Yi Feng, I will make this trash regret it.