The sword-shaped phantom slashed through ten thousand laws and slashed straight at Situ Yucheng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For a moment, it seemed that the sword shadow was this piece of heaven and earth, it was the law, the "Tao", and the power itself. No matter where he fled, he couldn't escape the shroud of that powerful sword intent.

This space has not been blocked, but the power of the diffuse law has completely controlled all the aura. Situ Yucheng tried his best, but he couldn't move his body.

The only thing he could do was to do his best to mobilize the spiritual power of his body and pour it into the protective shield in front of him without reservation. That layer of shining golden light, with his full blessing, is also becoming more and more rich.

However, in the face of the power of heaven and earth, even if Situ Yucheng wore strong armor, he could only become a small ant that was crushed. The shield soon cracked at a visible speed, but in an instant, a series of "clicks" sounded together, and the shield had already cracked into pieces. The sword-shaped phantom was no longer hindered, and it fell like a knife cutting tofu.

"Will die...... Situ Yucheng's pupils constricted, staring at the boundless darkness that was about to engulf him. The closer you get, the more you can deeply sense the fluctuations of spiritual power in it, which is simply so powerful that it makes people palpitate. If he really suffers from that trick, he will definitely die without even scum......

The sword-shaped phantom finally fell before his eyes.

Situ Yucheng's consciousness fell into nothingness.

……

By the time he came to his senses again, the sword-shaped phantom had completely vanished. The front end of Mo Liangcheng's palm was restored to that square inch size spiritual power dagger. At this time, it is exactly against the side of your neck.

However, even if the volume was doubled, the coercion contained in it was no smaller than Fang Cai's sword-shaped phantom.

Could it be ...... Is this the true sword intent? One thought can become all things, and one thought can transform thousands of things...... At this time, a spiritual light crossed Situ Yucheng's heart, and he seemed to vaguely grasp something.

"I throw in the towel. Situ Yucheng smiled and opened his mouth.

"Senior Brother Liangcheng, you are worthy of being the first genius of this Dingtian Mountain Range!

At this time, his smile was completely sincere, and there was no trace of unwillingness or resentment due to defeat.

After all, spiritual cultivators have worked hard to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the most difficult thing to find is that glimmer of enlightenment. Now that Situ Yucheng felt something in the center of the battle, at that moment, even his soul power had increased significantly. The gains from this battle were really much greater than he had originally expected.

Mo Liangcheng's expression was still indifferent, as if he was just an ordinary spectator and not the winner of this game. After he silently removed the spiritual power dagger, he paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his head again and said, "Senior Brother Situ, if I give you some advice on cultivation, would you like to listen to it?"

Situ Yucheng was stunned, and when he really heard what Mo Liangcheng was saying, a kind of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he replied again and again: "Of course!

Mo Liangcheng bowed slightly, and said, "Your attack and defense are indeed good, but the speed is too slow. I'm not just talking about the speed of movement, but also the speed of the moves. This allows the enemy to take advantage of the opportunity before you even make a move. None of your attacks and defenses will give you a firm victory.

To put it simply, your shortcomings are too short, and your longboards are not long enough, so once you meet a really strong person, you will suffer a lot.

Also, you're too dependent on your sword. The strength of a cultivator should not only rely on weapons, so I said that you have a sword in your hand, but you don't have a sword in your heart, which is also the truth. As for the 'sword intent' you like, if you have time, you can think back to my move just now, and it should be rewarding." After speaking, he didn't care about Situ Yucheng's understanding, and turned around and stepped down.

In the audience, the Heavenly Peer Dao Chief's hands were crossed back and forth, and his expression looked like he was thinking about a century's problems.

"Alas, Yucheng still lost in the end. Although it was expected, why is my current mood more indescribably complicated than regret?"

"yes, he really lost this one. Not only did he lose, but in the end, he was even pointed out by the enemy......"

The elder of the dust path stroked his long beard, "But, that Moliang City is actually right! Before he said it, I never saw that Yucheng's fighting style still had such serious flaws, but after he said this, I thought about it carefully, this is indeed what it is! I'm ashamed, I always feel that the eyesight of our old fellows is to compare it to his junior!"

Also, through the observation of him in these games, as well as his personality, he is indeed a very good junior, and the strength and vision he has shown are far beyond his age at this stage. I only regret it now, why did such a top talent go to Burning Luo?"

"Yucheng, his smile is very sincere now. "There is no regret after losing the game, there is just enjoying the game and the joy of getting something in the game." This makes me feel that he is the real open-minded person, and compared to him, it is my master's heart of gain and loss that is too heavy. It really made me ...... I had mixed feelings for a while!"

The elder of the dust road did not respond to this old friend's emotion, turned to Ye Shuo beside him and asked, "Shuo'er, you also saw the game in Moliang City just now, how do you feel?"

Ye Shuo was still carefully reminiscing about the previous game scene. A truly impactful battle that can be inspired not only by those who witnessed it, but also by the audience outside the court. Especially the last "Burning the Sky and Splitting Mountains and Rivers", which gave him a vague new direction in the use of power.

It took a while to hear Master's question, adjust his thinking, and respond, "Actually, this is not the first time I've seen him make a move. But every time he fights, he always gives me a feeling of 'unfathomable'. I don't think there's any opponent who can give it his all, he's always got his hands on it. Also, his body is even more perfect, if you really want to compare strength, I think I am inferior to him. ”

Seeing the face of the Dust Dao Chief, who was a little depressed for a moment, he hurriedly smiled and added: "Master, I'm not saying something depressing! Have you forgotten that I have always been strong when I am strong? I once made an agreement with the Liangcheng brothers that I would fight with all my might in the ring, so I would definitely work hard to win! In the end, even if I really lose, I shouldn't lose too ugly...... In short, I will definitely not disgrace our Xuantian Sect!"

The Dust Dao Elder patted Ye Shuo's shoulder, and was about to speak, when the Heavenly Absolute Dao Elder suddenly came in: "Shuo'er, you can't say such unproductive words! What do you mean to lose in the end? Yucheng's revenge in this game, I'm waiting for you to avenge him!"

The Taoist Elder laughed: "Brother Heavenly Absolute Dao, you were still saying that you were too heavy on your gains and losses, and you are here again this moment, and you still want to pull my apprentice into the water?"

The Heavenly Peerless Dao long blew his beard and glared: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk!" This time, our Phantom Light Sect has stopped in the first round, but the two players on your side can at least enter the second round. It's a friend's, and we win it back together!"

In the second row behind them, Chu Tianyao's face sank quietly.

"One or two, they will only count on Ye Shuo...... Well, it's useless to talk too much, then I'll surprise you!" Chu Tianyao's gaze fell on the list on the whiteboard, and he quickly connected the players.

"Based on the current situation, I should face Moliang City in the third round. When the time comes, I will definitely defeat him with my own hands, so that all of you can see my strength! I am the elite disciple of the Xuantian Sect, and no one can replace me! Ye Shuo, he is just a short-lived kid......"

On the field, the referee's blood was boiling again.

"Situ Yucheng's performance is indeed very good, and he deserves to be called one of the 'top four' talents! And he really let us see what is called the spirit of the game, what is called 'glory despite defeat', let us give applause to Situ Yucheng players who have worked the field!

In addition, it is the player of Moliangcheng, he is really good! I use one sentence to describe him, only we can't think of it, we can't do it without him! I can see such a wonderful game in my lifetime, I feel that it is worth coming to this world!" After the referee sighed again, he traced the name of Moliangcheng into a red line, and connected it with Chen Guyi in the third group.

"Then, our morning's game has come to a successful end! Next, each player eats and rests by himself, and the staff will be responsible for repairing the damaged ring. After two hours, we will meet again here. ”

When the people of the Burning Sky Sect had already packed up one after another, the referee suddenly jumped off the stage, stepped in front of Moliang City in a few steps, and took out a pen and paper: "Moliang City players, please sign for me!"

Mo Liangcheng took the pen and paper awkwardly, and didn't know what to do for a while. It took a long time to barely squeeze out a sentence: "Actually, I am just an ordinary disciple...... You don't have to put me on the altar like that. ”

The referee turned a deaf ear, his eyes were only fixed on the pen and paper, and he rubbed his hands together with excitement: "Ah! this moment I've been looking forward to!——"

Mo Liangcheng sighed, knowing that what he had just said was playing the piano to the cow. But the referee's performance was too exaggerated, and he always felt that one of his names was not worthy of such a cult call, and this first stroke could never be written.

Just when he was in a dilemma, another hand suddenly reached out next to him, and he pulled out the pen and paper.

"I want my brother's signature! I can buy it with money! I can sign one...... Well...... 100 spirit stones!"

This big-looking spoiler is Guo Yangyun. After bluffing the referee with a few words, he patted Mo Liangcheng on the shoulder in a big way: "Senior Brother Liangcheng, I will be your agent in the future! I will be responsible for building you, if others want to contact you alone, they must first get my consent!"

I'll do the math, sign 100 spirit stones, shake hands 300 spirit stones, eat together, 500 spirit stones......! 1000 spirit stones! Wow, you want to make a fortune if you go on like this......" Guo Yangyun said Later, he had fallen into the intoxicated realm of constantly counting with his fingers, as if mountains of gold and silver had appeared in front of him.

Mo Liangcheng, as the protagonist, has a look on his face: "Uh...... Are you sure, brother, but haven't you always looked down on me?"

Guo Yangyun patted him on the shoulder again, each time the force was enough to press an ordinary cultivator directly to the ground, grinning and saying, "Don't worry, I just can't get used to you anymore, and I won't get along with the money!" and then said to the dumbfounded referee: "Have you thought about it?

"I'll give it to me!" the referee came back to his senses and quickly turned over all the pockets on his body. Guo Yangyun smiled and toeed on his toes, waiting for the arrival of 100 spirit stones. However, before he could be proud, he was suddenly pushed violently by a strong force, and the whole person rolled forward in embarrassment.

"What, you only want his autograph, and you don't want mine?" Luo Dixing squinted at the referee, smiling rather than smiling.

The referee was stunned for a while, he never expected that Luo Dixing, who was the most difficult to get along with, would take the initiative to talk to him, could it be that someone burned high incense for him this morning......? Of course you want to! Why, Lord Blood Rakshasa you came here to send me an autograph?"

Luo Dixing smiled coldly: "No, I'm here to take him away." In front of the referee, he pulled Mo Liangcheng in a big way: "Let's eat together at noon, remember that you invited you." ”

Mo Liangcheng passively pulled him away, and it took a long time before he spit out: "I refuse." ”

"That's right! I have to pay for my junior brother to eat!" Guo Yangyun didn't know when he had already gotten up from the ground, and jumped to the two of them again, "500 spirit stones at a time, hurry up! But you have to pay for the restaurant now, don't you have no money? Don't look for my junior brother if you don't have money...... Ouch!What do you mean!!"

Guo Yangyun was kicked to the ground by Luo Dixing again, and sat on the ground crying wolf.

Xing Shumin also saw the farce on this side.

Mo Liangcheng doesn't eat with everyone at noon, which is exactly what he wants. Every time, only when this genius junior disciple was not there, would the master take the initiative to care about his cultivation as before. Only when Moliang City is not there can he become the focus of everyone's attention again.

After all, with Xing Shumin's character, he can only wait for others to talk to him, and he can't take the initiative to show off no matter what.

"In these two hours, I will go back to my room to cultivate, and you can eat by yourself. However, Void Wuji's next sentence directly shattered Xing Shumin's full expectation, "Guo Yangyun, you keep an eye on it here, and when you come back to gather in the afternoon, don't miss the hour." ”

Guo Yangyun ran over covered in ashes, and answered loudly "Yes!", Void Wuji glanced at him with some disgust, didn't say anything more, and walked away.

“…… Then I'll go back to my room to practice. Xing Shumin was listless, said hello to Guo Yangyun and left alone.

"It's okay, ignore him, ignore him, he's not having enough fun with us. "Anyway, Xing Shumin has always been unsociable, and he is a dispensable person in everyone's eyes, Guo Yangyun didn't take it seriously, and when he turned around, he hooked up with the rest of the junior brothers: "I'm all planned, today at noon, we must drink a few big jars of wine-!Whoever can't drink it is a grandson! Let's go, if it's too late, there will be no place, let's go, let's go!"