Chapter 198: You Lose

No one thought that things would develop like this, the long-awaited game, but only a few breaths of effort, the winner was decided.

Gong Yaxuan fell under the ring, and none of them could react.

"How...... Such? ”

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Almost all of us don't understand, how can this have happened? The most incomprehensible thing is that Gong Yaxuan obviously doesn't have to lose, why does she shake her mind at the most critical moment?

Only a very few people know how much of a thing has happened in those few breaths.

And these very few people are all cultivators above the Yuan Infant.

The general masters looked at the girl on the stage in surprise who began to look better, and the shock could not be hidden.

Fang Cai's flickering of his mind was because of ...... Because of the soul attack.

This girl...... She's a genius! It's a genius!

Only the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building can use the power of the soul to attack the soul of a monk who has cultivated higher than her, this boldness aside, the main thing is that she won.

The referee decided that Zhang Yanchen would win, and Gong Yaxuan was also helped down.

Zhang Yanchen was supported by Fan Jiahao and Gu Yue alone, and as for Yukong, he left the competition square and returned to Jiuquan Peak.

Fan Jiahao went out of the attic and wanted to tell Xingxi about the real person Ember Chen's injury, but thinking about it still dispelled this idea. Xingxi Zhenren and Senior Sister Ember Chen seem to be at odds, and it may be useless to say it.

Fan Jiahao sighed deeply and sat down on the stone bench under the tree. Put on a long face.

Zhang Yanchen and Gu Yue were in the attic, and Gu Yue tore the clothes on the back of Ember Chen, revealing the injured parts.

The wound was very long, almost up from the left waist and abdomen to the left shoulder, and the blood was still spilling out, but not so much.

Gu Yue looked at the wound, distressed to death, fortunately, the wound looked terrifying, but it was not very deep.

"I'll give you the medicine, you wait." Gu Yue said. In his hand, he was preparing a healing plaster. Then apply it to the wound, stick it with a cloth, and wrap it.

Zhang Yanchen directly tore his clothes apart and put on his underwear. Then sit down cross-legged. Mobilize the collection in the body to repair the wound behind it.

There is the medicine and aura of the ancient moon dressing. The wound suddenly began to heal and heat slightly.

Time passed slowly, two hours later. Zhang Yanchen finally exhaled and felt that the wound on his back had disappeared.

Taking off his underwear, Gu Yue helped untie the bandage, and saw that there was only a pink mark left on the back, so he was completely relieved.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep, if it weren't for your physical strength, I'm afraid of her blow, you will have to be pierced, Ember Dust, don't be so hard next time." Gu Yue couldn't help but read in pieces: "I obviously told you not to come hard, if you don't listen, you can scare me to death." ”

Zhang Yanchen recited a dust cleansing technique to remove the dirty blood on his body, and then changed into a set of silver-white clothes.

During the competition, she was wearing a low-grade magic robe distributed by Gu Zhong, and she couldn't block Xia Gong Yaxuan's hard blow at all, so she would be injured in the back.

"I know how to protect myself, Sister Yue, I'm fine."

"But you didn't need ...... just now"

"Sister Yue." Zhang Yanchen looked at Gu Yue and said seriously: "It's a competition, it's inevitable that you will be injured in the fight, I know you're worried about me, but, after all, Gong Yaxuan is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and she and I don't have the ability to consume, so we can only win by surprise." ”

Winning the match was always expected, and injuries were inevitable, but luckily, her soul attack was successful. It's just that I didn't expect that Gong Yaxuan's soul was stronger than that of ordinary late-stage foundation building monks, so she was counterattacked and almost seriously injured.

Zhang Yanchen looked at Gu Yue, his heart was very calm, Gong Yaxuan had failed, the biggest threat was gone, and the next game was the easiest.

After the second day, Zhang Yanchen had recovered as before, Fan Jiahao lost the game, and Gu Yue finally failed, leaving only Zhang Yanchen to come out one by one.

Until the final game!

In five days, thousands of disciples finally left the last two, the third place has come out, and now only the champion and the third runner-up remain.

The opponent who stayed behind was a disciple of the Moon God Palace in the late stage of foundation building, named Quanquan, the qualification of the Shuimu Twin Spirit Root. The man is tall and burly, with a strong body. The square face has thick eyebrows, and it is very rough.

To Zhang Yanchen's surprise, this senior brother with full power was actually a martial arts cultivator, and in addition to practicing the Tao, he was also very good at hand-to-hand combat.

In the previous competitions, Zhang Yanchen had seen his competition, which was completely a crushing of spells and flesh.

After watching a few games, Zhang Yanchen was very concerned about this senior brother and especially wanted to fight with him.

I didn't expect that the last thing left was this senior brother, and the opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Zhang Yanchen didn't talk nonsense, and directly hugged Quanquan with a fist, and said, "Jiuquan Peak, Zhang Yanchen." ”

"Liuyanfeng, full power." Quan Quan also clenched his fists and said in a loud voice: "Senior Sister Zhang, please advise." ”

Looking at Zhang Yanchen with full authority, his eyes did not have the slightest contempt, he had watched it in the previous competition, and he had raised the spirit of 120,000 points to this disciple of Jiuquan Peak Xingxi Zhenren, Senior Sister Zhang.

Zhang Yanchen listened to him, and this time, he did not wait for the other party's reaction, but was the first to strike.

Feiyun boots cooperated with the body method, Zhang Yanchen directly turned into a virtual shadow, came to Quanquan's side like lightning, clenched his fist, and smashed it hard under Quanquan's armpit.

Quan Quanquan was shocked, but his reaction was extremely fast, he bent down and dodged a circle, his huge palm grabbed Zhang Yanchen's fist, and his right hand punched Zhang Yanchen's chest.

Zhang Yanchen's eyes darkened, he took a step back, his hands suddenly flashed, quickly turned into phantoms, and wrapped around his hands and arms. Thinking of the boxing book he learned in Yandu, his heart suddenly moved.

Overcome rigidity with softness, fight with strength, and overcome the enemy with strength.

Quan Quanquan wanted to land a punch, but he quickly pulled back and launched a second move. At this time, he was suddenly horrified to find that his hands were controlled, no matter what he did, the white and seemingly weak arms of Senior Sister Zhang in front of him were wrapped around him, like two poisonous snakes that could not be shaken off.

Frightened, his face changed greatly, and he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and the aura in his body shook violently, only to see the blue light on his arm burst.

"Heavenly Remnant Fist."

With a loud shout, the whole person suddenly jumped up, the green light flashed on his fist, and he smashed it hard at Zhang Yanchen.

Zhang Yanchen was not against the enemy, he was short by mistake, his feet on the ground and he quickly took a step back, and his palms turned into two phantoms, and they were entangled again.

The punch that Quanquan smashed with eight successful forces touched Zhang Yanchen's hands, but he was shocked to find that he did hit Zhang Yanchen, but it felt like hitting a ball of cotton, soft, and the force he swung was easily dissolved.

"Bang!"

The fist fell to the ground, and at this moment, on Quanquan's temple, a golden needle was clamped by a white jade finger, and it was against it.

Zhang Yanchen's cold eyes and said softly: "You lost." (To be continued.) )