The wind system innate spirit root, the speed of the attack is much faster than that of ordinary cultivators, although the martial arts realm cultivator took the first step, but the opponent came first, and fought back first, and at the same time, when he shot, he did not forget to twist his body to avoid the attack of the martial arts realm cultivator.

The martial arts realm cultivator was shocked, he didn't expect the opponent's speed to be more than twice as fast as him, and immediately withdrew his arms to resist the opponent's arm, the form of attack and defense changed, he changed from the attacking side to the defending side, and he could only keep defending and retreating, step by step, fortunately, the martial arts arena was big enough, and it was not like falling directly into the ring.

Long Zun looked at Yuwen Qinghu beside him, and said with a smile: "How about it?" Did I win the bet between the two of us, but you can't keep that little bit of spiritual tea, so hand it over obediently! If you want to drink it in the future, you can only come to me, haha." ”

With Long Zun's laughter, Yuwen Qinghu said with a dark face: "Isn't this not lost yet? Maybe that Martial Master Realm cultivator can win, wait and see!"

"I'm afraid I don't have much of a chance. Long Zun said, "You look at the martial arts arena again, and then say this." ”

At this time, on the martial arts arena, the Martial Master Realm cultivators were forced to retreat again and again, and it was already very obvious that they would win or lose, unless the Martial Master Realm cultivators had a backup move, otherwise there would be no chance of winning at all.

"One, two, three, four, five......" Long Zun opened his mouth and slowly counted the numbers silently.

Yuwen Qinghu on the side said puzzled when he heard it: "What do you count?"

"Numbers, I'm counting the number of Martial Master Realm senior brothers you support, who can still hold on to a few moves and lose. Long Zun smiled and said, "Eight...... Defeated. ”

As he blurted out the two words defeated, he saw that the martial arts realm cultivator on the martial arts arena flew out upside down all of a sudden, landing heavily more than a dozen steps away, and spit out the most mouthful of blood.

"One hundred and sixty-nine wins. The Great Martial Master Realm Elder spoke, and at the same time handed the number one hundred and sixty-nine sign to the person on the left, and the number eight sign to the person on the right hand to put it away.

The defeated Martial Arts Realm cultivator had a disgraced face, he didn't expect that he would be defeated at all, let alone that he would lose to a Martial Arts Realm cultivator whose cultivation was not as good as his own, which made his heart suffer a huge blow.

What's more critical is that he lost to a Warrior Realm cultivator, and this matter will definitely spread throughout the entire sect in the shortest possible time, and then he will be the laughing stock of the entire sect and become a joke in everyone's mouth.

This kind of psychological blow is bigger than the blow he lost to his opponent, which he can't bear at all.

After the Great Martial Master Realm elder on the side saw it, he also understood what this disciple was thinking, and knew that if he didn't say a few words, this disciple would probably be abolished, and he would not be able to make any progress in his cultivation in the future, and even his strength would regress.

Therefore, the Great Martial Master Realm elder said: "It's nothing if you lose to him, you will lose to him if you are another person, you are still young and there are many things you don't know, when you go outside one day, you will know that some people can fight across the border, when you meet such a gifted genius, you can never give up because of a temporary defeat, you have to work harder to cultivate, and you can't completely think that you are defeated from the bottom of your heart because of a temporary defeat." ”

The Martial Master Realm cultivator looked up at the Great Martial Master Realm Elder and slowly got up from the ground.

The Great Martial Master Realm cultivator said: "Don't lose confidence because of the loss of a competition, you are still young, the road ahead is still very long, as long as you persevere, you will definitely have your own achievements in the future, the cultivator is very long in this life, and it is very short to say that the future can only be expected to grow, don't give up because of a temporary failure." ”

After saying these few words, the Great Martial Master Realm elder turned around and returned to the high platform, and continued to go to the big ball to draw the number plate for the competition later.

The Martial Master Realm cultivator's eyes brightened, and he glanced at the Great Martial Master Realm elder on the high platform gratefully, he was just a registered disciple, and being taught by an elder like this made him moved.

As a loser, this time the battle for his inner disciple is over, and if he wants to become an inner disciple, he can only wait for next year's inner disciple battle, although he lost, but he has a touch of brightness in his heart, and he believes that he will be able to become an inner disciple in the coming year.

The disciple of the northern realm of the warrior realm with the innate spiritual root had already walked down the martial arts arena and returned to the stands, and as soon as he sat down, his body was suddenly stunned, and his eyes looked around, but he didn't know who was secretly communicating with him.

He will also transmit the sound, but he can't accurately transmit the sound among so many people without being discovered by others, you must know that there are many people around, and there are two Martial Sect Realm elders in the stands not far away.

It's not that he didn't suspect that the person who transmitted the voice to him was the Martial Sect Realm Elder, but the voice was very young, not like the voice of the Martial Sect Realm Elder, so he could feel that the person who transmitted the voice to him must be a Northern Realm disciple in the stands, and his strength was far beyond ordinary people, and he could avoid the Martial Sect Realm Elder's transmission, which showed that this person was either extremely strong or had his own uniqueness.

No matter which one it is, it is not something that can be compared to his strength, but he is confident that as long as he is given a certain amount of time, he will definitely be able to grow to a stronger level than the other party, because he knows that he is talented, which makes him have a great future for himself.

Therefore, he didn't care about the other party's voice and asked him to meet, as the owner of the innate spirit root, he had his own pride.

The third pair of two people who staged the martial arts competition were strong and weak, and they quickly divided the winners and losers, and then the fourth pair of disciples who were drawn out boarded the martial arts arena.

The competition goes on round by round, the losers are depressed, they beat their chests, and they are annoyed and regretful, they are always defeated, many people's faces are gray and white, some of them are from their respective peaks to compete for places, and some of them are exchanged for places with other things, holding the chance to become inner disciples.

Before it gets completely dark, more than half of the registered disciples who participated in the battle for inner disciples have finished the competition, and only less than one-third of them are left, and they need to continue the competition tomorrow, and Long Zun has not been shouted the number plate, and he will be one of them in tomorrow's competition.

Before the sky completely darkened, Long Zun and Yuwen Qinghu left the martial arts arena, and the two of them returned to the first peak, and Yuwen Qinghu reluctantly gave Long Zun the little spiritual tea in his hand.

Long Zun put it away with a smile, and before the two of them separated, he also said to Yuwen Qinghu: "Come to me when you want to have spiritual tea, I will always prepare spiritual tea for you to drink." ”

Yuwen Qinghu said with a dark face: "I don't need you to say, I must come to you every day to rub the spirit tea to drink, don't worry, I can't run you, hum, I'm tired, go back and rest, tomorrow there will be your competition, you have to rest better." ”

(End of chapter)