Chapter Two Thousand and Eighty-Three: The Most Special Emotion
Morriel caused a little stir, but it quickly fell silent again.
The loser is out, and there is no possibility of change.
Whether it is the symptoms of blood sickness, or the reason for the lack of IQ as Xu Zhi said, Morriel is irrefutable if he loses.
Qingchuan Chizi is next to Moriel, and this can be pried through the back door by Xu Zhi, and it is no problem.
"Look, Yi Chuan is not bad!"
In addition to the irregular geniuses, the normal young talents were gradually seen in the Shikoku Exchange Tournament.
Yi Chuan.
A cultivator who has stood side by side with Xu Zhi.
At this time, his expression was calm, and he was still simple when he shot out.
The uncomplicated marksmanship has a power that is difficult to resist.
Removed the fancy and also got rid of the complexity.
Everything returns to the purest state.
This is the road to the simplest, but also the most difficult road.
No one can rely on basic marksmanship.
Without the accumulated knowledge, it is difficult to climb to higher heights.
Yi Chuan can act like this, but he can simulate the gun's intent.
Just as Tuo Guhong can simulate Xu Zhi's magic, Yi Chuan can simulate a kind of spear artistic conception through long-term contact.
This kind of artistic conception continues to improve as his cultivation continues to improve, his talent strengthens, and the simulation is getting closer and closer to the simulated.
This has benefited him a lot.
So far, he has emerged and become famous in one fell swoop, and has begun to enter the quarterfinals.
"He simulated the gun intent of Grandmaster Yi Zhongdi, if you want to go further, you need to improve it."
"Grandmaster He Taichong of the military region is good at spearmanship, if he apprentices, he will definitely be able to go further."
Yi Zhongdi was ranked forty-three among the grandmasters, while He Taichong was ranked ninth, these were two completely different combat powers, and they were also the space for Yi Chuan to improve.
"If he can continue to grow in the future and simulate the gun intent of the Great Grandmaster of Huangpu, he will definitely have a great future, maybe it will be another Yuanzong Bokong."
If you don't go your own way, the highest achievement of a simulator is the type of Yuanzong Bokong.
It is difficult to achieve the possibility of becoming a great grandmaster, but it is also difficult for anyone among the grandmasters to match the combat power of Yuanzong Bokong.
This is not a belittling of Yi Chuan, but a great cultivator who can achieve the general level of Yuanzong Bokong, he is already a top cultivator, and he can be called a legend in a certain region.
Xu Zhi and Lu Shengan bowed their heads and exchanged words, and inevitably suggested some future directions for the players.
"It would be nice to have more time," Lu Shengan lamented: "This era is very unfair to them, and it is difficult to have time to grow." ”
Eight into four, Yi Chuan began to be eliminated.
The top four of the new session are beginning to be released.
Ancient Baobao, Wenrenxi, Wuya Bagula, Jingmen Twelve Eyes.
"The times are fair, and everyone is facing the same problem," Xu replied.
There are rumors of the tragedy of Renxi and MacArthur in the last session, in this session, the weight of Gu Bao was directly magnified.
It also made this exchange tournament not encounter an oolong game, so that the seeded players of Dongyue and South Australia met prematurely.
In the top four, there was a sorting, and their respective opponents were released.
The ancient bag is on the Wuya Bagula, and the Wenren West is on the Jingmen Twelve Eyes.
Wuya Bagula knew the importance of it, and when he fought with Gu Baobao, he was obviously focused on competition, and he did not want to meddle in the final game of Gu Baobao and Wenrenxi.
"May Beijiang and Dongyue be at peace forever, and I hope that we will have the opportunity to have normal exchanges."
Wuyabagula stagnated for a long stick, and then was wiped on the throat by Gu Baobao.
His eyes were calm, and he didn't have any regrets, and he whispered the last two sentences before he suddenly turned into fragments of light and shadow.
"I'm waiting for you in the Grandmaster Realm!"
Taking off the equipment, Gu Bao raised his hand at Uyabagula, which made Uyabagula's face hurt.
Now he is thirty-two years old, and he belongs to the top masters of the younger generation.
But compared to the people of the Yan family, he looked gloomy.
And these people from the Yan family stepping into the Grandmaster Realm one by one seemed to be as simple as eating and drinking.
Although his combat power is extremely strong, he feels that he is still a long way from the grandmaster.
In previous years, he and Xu Zhi stood side by side, and Yan Jinbai had to chase after him, which had a great advantage.
Now I want to stand shoulder to shoulder with Gu Baobao, and people don't wait for him.
Uyabagula has a headache just thinking about it.
But he looked at the other competitor and instantly balanced.
No matter how you say it, Wen Renxi is much worse than him.
On another platform, Wen Renxi and Jingmen fought each other, but they were not humble.
Jingmen is not convinced by the West, and also has the ability to disagree with the West.
In the eight-in-four, he eliminated Margarous directly.
This is the granddaughter of Grand Master Margaret, who belongs to the key training objects, and finally participates in this four-nation exchange competition.
Despite repeated participations and repeated defeats, no one questioned Margrose's strength.
This also proves the ability of Jingmen's twelve purposes.
There was a bitter and vicious fight between Jingmen Twelve Eyes and Wenrenxi, without any humility.
Wen Renxi has been out twice in a row, and it is difficult for him to trust.
But he ended up being a step behind.
"I don't accept it, if I have the conditions for you to be heard from the west, how can I step here and let South Australia come to such a ......"
Forty-six-year-old Jingmen Twelve, this is the last time he will participate in the four-nation exchange competition.
Forty-four-year-old Wen Renxi, the opportunity is the same, two years later, it will be difficult to participate in the competition because of his age, and it will be difficult for him to wait.
The chest was smashed by a sledgehammer, and Jingmen's twelve eyes were full of unwillingness, and finally turned into fragments of light and shadow.
Wen Renxi on the stage opened his mouth, and finally could only sigh slightly.
Compared with him, the twelve eyes of Jingmen are not far behind.
is not as good as him, not as good as Wuya Bagula, and there is a gap with the ancient bag.
Jingmen Twelve Eyes just relied on the unconvincing qi in their hearts to fight each other, and even took the risk of taking medicine when cultivating.
Just like when he lost to Yan Jinbai.
It's just that he came out back then.
The mindset is starting to return to normal.
The myths of the Yan family were created one after another, and not many people believed in him anymore.
But he is indeed the strongest master cultivator in South Australia.
"Freak!"
Wen Renxi remembered that he had received the most evaluation since he grew up.
This word is also appropriate for the Yan family.
It's an irresistible existence.
Losing is losing, and he is not convinced.
But his strength is moving forward more steadily.
Until now, Wen Renxi felt that he had reached the end of his efforts.
Even if he is a player of the same level, Jingmen Twelve-Eye, any fighting behavior is controlled by his rhythm.
That's the limit of his life.
It's hard to go any further.
After this battle, whether he wins or loses, he has no reason to stay at the master stage again.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
When he came on the field again, Wen Renxi spat out his first sentence since the competition.
His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
It was a fateful battle.
At this time, the arena was silent, and even in the conference hall behind the scenes, it was silent at this time, waiting for the results to be released.
"You can relax a little, the second senior brother said that you are carrying a heavy burden, and this heavy burden should not be borne by you."
Gu Baobao wiped a handful of tears before he began to talk to Wen Renxi.
"Dongyue's burden is not also on you."
Gu Baobao's reply was not a battle statement like 'I've been waiting for you for a long time', but an ordinary chat, which made Wen Renxi can't help but ask rhetorically.
"That's different, I'm a senior brother and sister in turn, a relay session after session, although the burden is heavy, but it's nothing compared to you."
"I ......"
"It's been on your shoulders for three consecutive terms, and you must have had a hard time all these years."
"It's a little bit!"
"How difficult it is to go further, the hardships of cultivation are nothing, and being incomprehensible is the situation we are really facing."
"That's right."
"Uyabagula just said ......"
……
In the ring, as the two opened their mouths, the countdown to the battle, and then the battle, the two did not fight directly.
On the contrary, with the guidance of Gu Baobao, Wen Renxi began to fall into a conversation.
It seemed to open his heart and start to say something.
Including the special training of the people who were heard, there was never much leisure, and the time was arranged like clockwork.
Failure to achieve the goal will result in more severe punishment.
also talked about the constant encouragement of words and deeds, which seemed to be an incentive in Wenren Weiyang, but Wenrenxi felt that it was more like a stimulus, which made his nerves tense to the point of infinite tension.
Wen Renxi once suspected that he would die suddenly.
This made the people in the council hall look pale.
"Mr. Xu, it seems that your junior sister's cultivation is not mournful? She had already made a move at this point. ”
Hearing this, Weiyang spoke, and Xu Zhi shrugged.
"I have always paid little attention to the cultivation of my junior brothers and sisters, and you should know that our master is completely free-range."
Xu Zhi shirked everything.
Normally, it is very appropriate for a crying person to cultivate the 'mourning' of the White Tiger's Seven Evil Qi.
The more sad you are, the stronger you cry.
This is the case with Yan Xingxia.
Once this great master weeps, he must be cautious when he hears about it.
But what Gu Baobao cultivates is not 'mourning'.
Soft on the outside, strong on the inside.
Gu Bao Bao finally chose 'love'.
This emotion originally stems from gratitude.
Parents and elders are doing their best.
The grace of the teacher allowed her to step into a new world.
Many brothers and sisters have countless friendships.
As the youngest junior sister, when Gu Baobao was self-reliant, she also grew up in a very loving environment.
Thanksgiving love.
As her knowledge grew, she began to spread this sentiment to many other places.
This is the most difficult emotion to cultivate in the White Tiger Seven Evil Qi.
It is also the weirdest kind of power.
In some ways, it is even partially similar to the charm of Imelia.
Even when you speak, it is possible for people to be tricked, to let their guard loosen up, and to recall the memory of love in their hearts.