Will people who have a fluke mentality go for a long time?

The answer is no!

The difference between the eighth layer of gas refining and the tenth layer of gas refining is not a numerical gap, but a gap in strength. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how strong the earth wall is, it also needs spiritual power to maintain it, Ye Lang pulled out the wind shadow and waited solemnly, the emerald green sword blade flashed a light in the sun, only to see Ye Lang's body soaring into the air and leaping to the top of Tang Huairen's head, from top to bottom, with the blade of the sword constantly cutting the sharp corners of the earth wall built by Tang Huairen.

The dust was flying, and seeing that the top of the earth wall was cut in half, and the person who was protected inside was about to appear under Ye Lang's sword, Tang Huairen inside the wall once again mobilized the spiritual power in his body to build a defense against the place that had just been destroyed.

made everyone in the audience only feel a sense of regret, and they were about to face each other, but who knew that they would return to the original appearance, and Tang Huairen couldn't shrink again.

With a sigh, Ye Lang dropped his body, withdrew the wind shadow, glanced at the sandalwood that had already burned a third of it, turned his wrist, and measured the position around Tang Huairen with his footsteps.

The earth formation is known as the strongest defense, and it is so easy to find flaws in a fully enclosed earth wall.

The corners of Ye Lang's mouth outlined a cruel smile, which was fleeting in a blink of an eye, and the light in her eyes was even worse, and her fists seemed to ignite a flame, illuminating her wheat-colored skin.

"Break your formation, see how you hide."

I saw that on the martial platform, there was an orange point of light, Ye Lang exerted the strength under his feet to the maximum limit, and his fists continued to hit the weakest place in the middle of the earth wall, with Tang Huairen as the center, attacking the point on the same level at different angles, each time he attacked, the earth wall continued to crack, leaving traces of burning on it, and the temperature seemed to melt the earth wall.

When Tang Huairen in the formation first started to repair the shattered earthen wall, he still felt that he was at ease, and then he couldn't keep up with the speed of Ye Lang's destruction, seeing that the earthen wall was about to be shattered, and when he was about to remove the earthen wall, Ye Lang, who had been waiting for a long time, directly smashed the earthen wall with his last punch, and before Tang Huairen could react, he had already picked him out from the martial platform.

The strength and speed of Ye Lang's punch couldn't even compete with Lu Shuyi's body in the late stage of foundation building, let alone Tang Huairen.

Looking at the unrecognizable earth wall formation that was destroyed on the stage, and Tang Huairen who fell to the ground coughing up blood, everyone once again refreshed their understanding of Ye Lang's power, although it was the same Qi refining period, but Tang Huairen's earth formation was not something that could be broken by ordinary Qi refining period, and Ye Lang destroyed it by force alone, as well as the orange light in her hand, and the burning marks left on the earth wall, could it be some special attack gloves with fire attributes?

The time for a stick of incense has arrived, and different venues have almost divided different winners, and what awaits them is a second competition in an hour.

Ye Lang, who blasted the opponent off the stage again, patted the dust on his body, the four competitions on the first day, for her, she could still deal with it, the highest cultivation was Tang Huairen's eighth layer of qi refining in the first game, but unfortunately his fighting method was wrong, and the attack was the best defense.

The remaining three games were all handled easily.

Ye Lang who returned to Hanxue Peak, looking at the empty residence, Shizun didn't know where to hide and drink, these days to compete, people are afraid that they can't take care of the bun, so they didn't take it out, let people stay in Hanxue Peak, the little guy was angry, and he didn't know where the string went, and he didn't see it for a while.

Slowly preparing the medicinal bath, since she turned black, Shizun added something to the materials of the medicated bath, and the medicated bath changed from the original black to pure white, I don't know how Shizun did it, anyway, it is good for her body.

Unload a body of fatigue, soak in the medicinal bath, leaving only one head outside, the cold wind outside and the warmth in the cave under the action of hot water, forming layers of mist, shrouding the scene in the bathroom, the moderate temperature of the medicinal soup poured on the skin, too comfortable, Ye Lang, who was relaxed, slowly fell asleep.

The prohibition at the entrance of the cave was lightly touched, and it returned to its original state in an instant, and the person who came in was full of wine, but his eyes were extremely clear, if Ye Lang saw it, he would definitely find that this person's figure was a little familiar.

Glancing at Ye Lang sleeping in the bathtub, the person who came picked up a robe from the clean clothes hanging on it, turned his back to Ye Lang, raised his hand slightly, and the robe fell on Ye Lang's body, the person had already walked over and picked up Ye Lang from the water, the skin of the tentacles was a little cold, and the water vapor around Ye Lang's body evaporated without any color in his eyes.

"Master."

As if sensing a familiar taste, Ye Lang, who was curled up in the arms of the visitor, whispered in his mouth, twisted a few times, and found a comfortable position to continue to sleep.

hugged the person in his arms tightly, walked to the bed, put it in the warm quilt, covered the quilt, and looked at her gradually familiar face, with a deep sadness in her eyes.

turned around and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the sleeping Ye Lang and the scattered green silk, only to see the girl say sadly: "I'm sorry." ”

Who is this for?

Looking at the person in front of him, even when he was asleep, he frowned, did he dream of something unhappy?

Pulling back the green silk, the visitor no longer lingered, turned to leave, the prohibition outside the door was silent, leaving only a faint smell of wine slowly dissipated in the air, and even the last trace disappeared.

Ye Lang, who woke up on the second day, saw that he fell asleep with a single coat, and he didn't remember how he climbed into bed, probably sleeping in the wrong position, sleeping a little unstable, the scene in the dream was still so profound, rubbing his temples that were a little dizzy, cheering up, there are still four competitions today, don't slack off.

Because of the bad mood, Ye Lang's six matches in the next two days were completed with some vigor and resoluteness, as long as she could knock the opponent down the stage, even if she was injured, she would not hesitate to do so, this fearless style of play left a deep impression on the people who watched her fight.

People who win ten games in three days without being defeated, but dozens of people, some are lucky, and the opponents they meet are weaker than their own strength, and some people have good strength, but they meet strong opponents at the beginning and are eliminated from the game, life is like this, unpredictable, you don't know what will happen to you in the next moment.

After qualifying for the last competition, Ye Lang turned around and left, her emotions were very wrong, she knew it.

Changing into ordinary clothes and wearing a veil, Ye Lang came to the Fang Market alone, the flow of people coming and going, passing by her side, everyone's breath is different, no one in the world will be the same, feeling the atmosphere of different groups of people, watching them each doing their own things, chatting about what they like, Ye Lang suddenly felt a little lonely.

She can't explain her hardships, I don't know who to say, the road to cultivation is too long, people who are used to loneliness will go further, and they will become more and more indifferent like immortals, but they are not immortals after all.

In the midst of the crowd, a name came into her ears, and what it was like to hear about herself from other people's mouths.

"Ye Lang, eleventh year old, tenth layer of qi refining, a new disciple five years ago, did nothing for three years in Lingxu Peak, one of the six peaks of the outer gate, he is low-key, and he is almost not remembered by his peers, two years ago, the road of immortality was reopened, and he suddenly became the only disciple of the outer sect who has stepped on the road of immortality in the past hundred years of the Zixiao faction, and successfully worshiped the name of the elder of the sword, and became a personal disciple of the first line of Hanxue Peak."

The voice was a little loud, in the noisy market, people could hear it very clearly, and when she looked at it, a big word 'gambling' appeared in front of her eyes.

Presumably there is a gambling game set up by Fang City for this sect competition, and those who can enter the last competition will re-estimate before tonight and set a gambling method for the next competition.

"Eleven-year-old Qi Refining Tenth Layer? It's so powerful. "People who haven't watched the competition are a little surprised, and they haven't heard that Zixiao has such a number one person.

"That's true, everyone still remembers the rumor of the Zixiao faction, no, whether there is anything about the sword elder, no one has ever seen him, and I have never heard of his old man's deeds in the past few hundred years, if it weren't for the fact that he appeared two years ago in order to accept disciples, I'm afraid it would still be an unsolved mystery, to be able to become a disciple of this elder, not to mention qualifications, just say that there are countless elixirs, even if he is a mortal, he can pile up a high-level monk." One of the onlookers was jealous and smiled.

At the beginning, the loud voice master slapped the board, and said: "Otherwise, no matter how good the elixir is, it can't be cultivated on behalf of others, presumably the qualifications of that personal disciple are also good, and everyone here has also seen her fight, how about it?" ”

Several of them raised their hands, looked at each other a few times, and tacitly let one of the people with a relatively high cultivation say: "I am fortunate to have seen it in the next, just talking about her first fight, at the beginning, she knocked people off the stage with a very fast speed, and on the first day of the second competition, in addition to trying to break through the earth wall built by the eighth-layer monk of Qi refining, she used the long sword in her waist, and the next few games knocked people down with the speed and strength of her fists. ”

"Not dependent on external objects? Talismans? Array disk? Questioning voices interrupted the disciple's narration.

"No, there have been a few times when the opponent's magic weapon hurt her, and she just laughed it off, but the speed of the attack on the opponent was faster, and the strength was more fierce, and the decisive appearance of killing made people's blood boil a little when they thought about it."

"You can see what kind of spiritual root she is."

"At the time of the entry test, it was the four spirit roots of gold, wood, water and earth, but her hands had fluctuated with fire spiritual power, and after two competitions, she only found that her strength and speed were strong, as well as the strangeness of her hands, and no other exercises were revealed."

"Isn't she doing her best?"

The voices below discussed more intensely, some people believed it, some people didn't, but Ye Lang's name was ranked in the top ten, and the bet on her was not small.