Although many people know it, they still have to see with their own eyes that one person admits defeat, or one person is knocked out of the ring, and for now, there is still no winner or loser.

Fengyang has already taken it, and it is convincing.

At the last moment, Yan Fei's sword only retained its momentum, but closed its shape, which is also the reason why the fighting platform at Fengyang's feet can still exist, and this is also the reason why he can still stand on the platform, otherwise he understands that this sword, his life will not be saved.

He didn't understand that Yan Fei had always been decisive and ruthless, and every opponent did not end well, so why he was merciful to his subordinates this time.

He looked at Yan Fei quietly, but found that Yan Fei's face showed a faint smile.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei slowly turned around, shook his body, and jumped off the platform.

This action shocked everyone again.

Fengyang stood on the stage, and before he admitted defeat, the outcome of the competition was not settled.

Yan Fei flew off the platform at this moment, which was tantamount to giving up the qualification to continue the fight, which was to abstain.

In this way, Fengyang naturally wins.

The decisive battle of the Three Dao Martial Arts Ceremony has a result, and the final winner, the disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, Fengyang, the first place on the original talent list.

There should have been cheers, congratulations, but at this moment, there was no sound.

Feng Yang stood on the stage, and as the winner, he was not happy at all.

The last smile when Yan Fei jumped off the platform made him remember it, that smile was a little sad, a little melancholy, and a little indescribable.

"Yes, my Fengyang has been cultivating in Shushan, which is known as the first immortal gate, since I was a child, and the master is the sword fairy Ziling Zhenren who everyone in the world admires, and he ...... "The people of the two sects of Shushan Immortal Sword looked at this scene in a daze, all with a blank face. At the moment of Fang Cai, they all thought that when it was over, Fengyang was bound to lose, but now, Fengyang was still standing on the fighting platform, this was victory, but they didn't have the joy of winning at all

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Yan Fei, what kind of person is this?

Is he really uninterested in this so-called victory?

You must know that everyone thinks in their hearts that everyone who comes to participate in the Sandao Martial Arts Ceremony is eager to improve their rankings, and as seeded players, they are naturally eager to win the championship in the end.

Therefore, no matter what means they use when competing, from this point of view, it is understandable, after all, who does not chase fame and fortune, let alone at such a grand ceremony.

Yan Fei passed all the way, and his methods were vicious and ferocious, if from this point of view, it was naturally reasonable.

But now, they have found out that this is not the case at all.

In times of adversity, he was indomitable, and he did not hesitate in the face of life and death, but now that everything is under control, he chose to give up.

There was silence on the martial arts field.

After a long time, the old man who presided over looked at Duan Wuya with an embarrassed face, and Duan Wuya was completely stunned at this moment.

His face was pale, his eyes were murderous, his fists were clenched tightly, and a pair of eyes were staring at Yan Fei deadly, that kind of look was as if he was going to swallow Yan Fei alive.

"This, this...... Pavilion Master, look at this ......" The old man who presided over knew the seriousness of the problem, and he looked at Duan Wuyan for a long time, and then asked hesitantly.

Duan Wuya was silent, he seemed to be thinking about how to change the current situation, but unfortunately, it was a foregone conclusion.

It didn't take long for people to come back to their senses.

Anyway, Fengyang stood at the end, and the people of the Shushan Sword Sect finally showed a smile, but the smile was not so deep.

"Hahahaha, okay, Fengyang, worthy of being a disciple of my Shushan Sword Sect. ”

"Well, it is worthy of being the number one person on the talent list, these three martial arts ceremonies, you can win in the end, and it is not unreasonable, Fengyang, congratulations. ”

Ziling Zhenren showed a faint smile, looking at the wind and sun on the platform, his eyes had narrowed into a slit, and the joy in his heart was difficult to hide.

The Ziyin Zhenren of the Shushan Immortal Sect, as well as other old men, rejoiced towards the Ziling Zhenren.

The two sects of the fairy sword, in the final analysis, are the same sect, the Shushan Sword Sect won, of course the Immortal Sect also followed the long face, anyway, it is better than letting the martial arts or the Buddha win it.

"Senior Brother Ziling, congratulations. "Ziyin is really humane to Ziling.

Ziling Zhenren waved his hand: "Hey, senior brother, we are also happy, but fortunately, at the last moment, our Immortal Dao still had the upper hand." ”

"Well, hehehehe. ”

The Fahua Temple and the Leiyin Temple of Buddhism have no hope, and they are all staring at Yan Fei at the moment.

Xue Kui and Xue Rong of the Wuxiang Dan Alliance were staring at Yan Fei from beginning to end.

The masters of the two gates of Tangmen Heaven and Earth were staring at Yan Fei as well.

There are also the Xiao family in the West Wangfu of Xiaoyi Town, and the Tong family, which is the same as the Xiao family, the four major families in Wushuang City, are also staring at Yan Fei.

They all understood that today, if they wanted Yan Fei's life, it would not be their turn at all.

Yan Fei abstained from voting, making all the hard work of Duan Wuya's painstaking management go to waste, how could Duan Wuya give up.

After more than a dozen breaths, the old man who presided over the meeting dared to ask again: "Pavilion master, look at this ......"

"Everything is done according to the rules. ”

The old man answered, and then went to the fighting platform.

"This three-way martial arts ceremony has basically ended successfully so far, and the final winner of the ceremony, Shushan Sword Sect, Fengyang. ”

The sounds of celebration and congratulations came and went, but they were not strong.

Because everyone has a scale in their hearts, and they all understand who is the real winner.

What they don't understand is why Yan Fei chose to give up at the last moment.

The most incomprehensible thing is naturally endless.

Duan Wuya looked at Yan Fei viciously, he now had the heart to directly kill Yan Fei with a slap.

But on this occasion in front of him, even if he was the Western Emperor Sword Saint, even if many people wanted Yan Fei's life, he couldn't do it immediately.

He walked slowly in front of Yan Fei.

Yan Fei stood proudly.

"Yan Fei, can you tell me why?"

Yan Fei smiled indifferently and said, "Hehe, I'm a stubborn person and don't like to be threatened by others. The more people threaten me, the less I do. At first glance, Yan Fei is a little childish and a little angry, but in fact, Yan Fei has seen through people's hearts.

Even if he wins for Duan Wuya, will Duan Wuya protect himself?

I'm afraid that he will push himself out as soon as possible, and even take matters into his own hands, so as to calm the anger of the two realms of the immortals and Buddhas.

When the time comes, the prestige of the martial arts will be maintained, everything will be pushed on himself, and if he kills himself, he will gain fame and fortune.

In this case, I, Yan Fei, are already dead and lifeless, so why should I work for you again?

In a word, Duan Wuya was stunned.

Is that simple? What is the reason?