It wasn't until night fell that Pang Jing's contest with the female disciple of Doufeng ended.

And Pang Jing, who finally won this competition, had an ugly face, and his face looked even more uncomfortable than that of the female disciple of the defeated side.

At this time, there were very few disciples who were still watching on the martial arts field, and most of them had no intention of watching this boring competition early.

After this competition, because it was getting late, the rest of the competition was postponed for tomorrow.

As soon as Pang Jing came, Su Yuan greeted him and said with a smile: "It's really a difficult competition, but fortunately, it's finally over." ”

Pang Jing saw Su Yuan's strange smiling face, and pretended to be annoyed with a red face, "I can tell you, I deliberately delayed this competition until now, so that your game can be postponed by one day, in the end, I will lose my face here today, not for you." ”

"But how do you know when I'll wake up?" Su Yuan debunked his words.

"Others don't know, but I naturally have faith in you. Pang Jing said righteously.

Su Yuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, which was a response.

Su Yuan was skeptical about this statement, but he just thought of Pang Jing's expression when he looked at the female disciple on the martial arts field, but it didn't look like he was pretending, but whether it was true or not, it was Pang Jing's doing, and he also had one more day to prepare for the battle.

"How is it, are you really sure about Ji Yuan's battle?" Pang Jing asked.

"Didn't you just say that you had confidence in Su Yuan, why did you change your mind in a blink of an eye?" Yuan Xi walked over and asked.

Pang Jing smiled a little embarrassedly and explained: "This is different, it is a matter of time for me to have confidence in Su Yuan, and it is another thing whether he has confidence in himself." ”

Su Yuan pondered: "Well, my realm and strength are definitely not comparable to Ji Yuan, and I don't know what his current strength is?"

Pang Jing restrained his smile and said: "His realm has not changed much compared to that encounter, but the power of his bloodline has increased a little, in the final analysis, the power of yin and cold in his bloodline is the most tricky, if he can't resist it, he will be attacked by cold poison and defeated without a fight." ”

Su Yuan nodded in agreement, he looked around, the disciples had already left one after another, "Let's go too, tomorrow's battle with Ji Yuan can only be improvised." ”

The three separated on the way back.

Su Yuan slowed down, and he didn't have the ease of Fang Cai, and he looked a little worried in the dark night.

Although it was already the middle of winter, Qingyang Mountain, located in the middle of the empire, was still warm as spring, and the sky could still see sparse stars, intertwined with cold light.

Qingyang Mountain can only see the dark outline in the thicker and thicker night, and the four fields are silent in the silence and gloom.

The night came quickly, and the cold came quickly, Su Yuan wrapped his hands in front of him, and walked alone on the dark and quiet mountain road.

He knew Ji Yuan's strength, he also knew Pang Jing and Yuanxi's worries, and he also understood that this was an unnecessary battle for him, and it could be seen from Ji Yuan's actions that he would definitely not estimate the situation in the martial arts.

He didn't care about the ranking of the sect this time, he planned to enter the top fifty and get the qualification to travel down the mountain, and he didn't pay attention to the future competition, if he met a disciple who wanted to win a good ranking, he was not stingy with the beauty of adults.

However, after knowing that his next opponent was Ji Yuan, the fighting spirit in his heart was aroused, it is difficult to say whether it was because of the grudge against Ji Yuan's hands at the beginning, or because he was young and competitive, or maybe he was about to leave Qingyang Courtyard temporarily, Ji Yuan seemed to be a hurdle in his heart, and Su Yuan was unwilling to let the other party win hastily.

However, Ji Yuan's strength is far superior to him, and he has just recovered from his injuries, so he didn't tell the truth in front of Pang Jing and Yuanxi, in fact, he has no confidence.

However, a duel is not a simple comparison of strength, and on-the-spot adaptability, courage, and will will also be the key to victory or defeat.

No matter what, Su Yuan has decided to go all out in this battle.

A new day has arrived.

The light on the horizon is slightly revealed, the Nanfeng martial arts training ground is surrounded by disciples inside and out, and the enthusiasm of the disciples is obviously much higher than yesterday, entering the top fifty competitions, each of which is a duel between a disciple who won the previous competition and the seed disciples, the seed disciples occupy the strength realm and the advantage of waiting for work, although most of the time they will be quickly defeated, but there are also anxious times, often at this time, the call of the disciples who watch the battle for the non-seed disciples is higher, of course, Pang Jing's competition is an exception.

Su Yuan waited on the sidelines, for the powerful opponent he was about to face, outsiders were even more optimistic about his opponent Ji Yuan, even he himself was not very sure, in addition to having decided not to use the power of heaven and earth, in the case of being at a disadvantage in strength, he remembered that there was one thing in himself that became his only hope, but whether he could resist Ji Yuan's cold air, he didn't know the bottom in his heart.

Time passed quickly, and the victory and defeat were divided again on the martial arts field, and the old man leisurely read about the two sides of the next competition, Su Yuan suddenly looked cold, and he was the next to play.

Su Yuanchang took a long breath, brushed away the troubled thoughts in his heart, and walked into the martial arts arena.

Ji Yuan squinted his eyes and came slowly, the corners of his mouth hooked a feminine smile, and the moment he stood in front of Su Yuan, a cold aura enveloped the entire martial arts field without any warning.

The air became heavy at this moment, and you could see the cold air flowing in the sunlight.

Su Yuan seemed to be in an ice cave in the ice and snow, but this sharp chill was much more terrifying than the cold in the cold winter, not only was it biting cold, but it could also invade the body and freeze the blood in the body.

At first, Ji Yuan's strength was much stronger than before, which was beyond Su Yuan's expectations.

Compared with Langhua's breath, this cold breath is slightly inferior in aggressiveness, but the impact on the opponent is not weak at all, the opponent needs to continue to resist this cold air that invades the body, and also has to defend against Ji Yuan's attack at all times, under this double attack, very few disciples in the same realm can resist, let alone defeat Ji Yuan.

At the same time, Ji Yuan's hands were slowly becoming icy and clear, like a pair of hands carved from ice, flashing with crystal cold light.

The disciples outside the field were in an uproar for a while, Ji Yuan unexpectedly exerted all his strength without reservation as soon as he came on the field, firmly controlling the martial arts field in his cold air, while on the other hand, Su Yuan, who didn't know if the serious injury in the previous game had healed, was like a small lonely tree swaying in the cold wind, which would be drowned by the wind and snow at any time.

Three days ago, the battle between Su Yuan and Fang Sheng was still fresh in their memories, most of the disciples were very optimistic about this tough and stubborn young man, looking forward to him creating another miracle, but now his opponent was Ji Yuan, who ranked third in Qifeng's strength, and some disciples also heard that there had been a conflict between Su Yuan and Ji Yuan, no wonder Ji Yuan attached hostile importance to this young man from the beginning, with Ji Yuan's reciprocal temperament, he would definitely not let go of this young man easily, and their eyes when they looked at Su Yuan were also full of sympathy and pity.

Among the Qifeng disciples, a complicated cold light inadvertently flashed in Pang Jing's eyes, and his gaze moved back and forth between Su Yuan and Ji Yuan.

Su Yuan pulled out the frightening dream, the blade pointed obliquely ahead, and the flowing cold air seemed to be broken by the blade at this moment, slowly flowing from Su Yuan's side.

He is no longer the boy who once fought for his life in the hands of Ji Yuan and was powerless to resist.

Ji Yuan grinned and said evilly, "Interesting, but I hope you don't rush to admit defeat after a while." ”

Su Yuan didn't answer him, but the hand holding the knife became harder and harder.

The two were waiting for the old man.

The old man was expressionless, and said lightly: "The competition begins." ”

Ji Yuan's smile contracted, but Danfeng's eyes narrowed longer, his crystal palm shook forward, and a cold hurricane rose out of thin air, the hurricane absorbed the cold air around him, and swept towards Su Yuan with a terrifying cold aura.

When the hurricane swept in front of him, Su Yuan felt the chill in the hurricane, frowned, jumped up, and avoided the edge of the hurricane.

However, Ji Yuan's other hand was surging with cold air, pressing down from above, and Su Yuan only felt that there were countless winds and turbulence blowing above his head, pressing down on him.

And the cold hurricane under Su Yuan kept getting bigger, and it just came under him, and the wind above his head "sandwiched" him in the middle.

Su Yuan had no way to dodge, held the knife in both hands and stabbed it down.

The blade pierced into the eye of the hurricane, and the rotation of the hurricane slowed down suddenly, but the chill surging in it rose sharply, and quickly surged towards Su Yuan.

Su Yuan pulled out the frightening dream, the blade pointed obliquely ahead, and the flowing cold air seemed to be broken by the blade at this moment, slowly flowing from Su Yuan's side.

He is no longer the boy who once fought for his life in the hands of Ji Yuan and was powerless to resist.

Ji Yuan grinned and said evilly, "Interesting, but I hope you don't rush to admit defeat after a while." ”

Su Yuan didn't answer him, but the hand holding the knife became harder and harder.

The two were waiting for the old man.

The old man was expressionless, and said lightly: "The competition begins." ”

Ji Yuan's smile contracted, but Danfeng's eyes narrowed longer, his crystal palm shook forward, and a cold hurricane rose out of thin air, the hurricane absorbed the cold air around him, and swept towards Su Yuan with a terrifying cold aura.

When the hurricane swept in front of him, Su Yuan felt the chill in the hurricane, frowned, jumped up, and avoided the edge of the hurricane.

However, Ji Yuan's other hand was surging with cold air, pressing down from above, and Su Yuan only felt that there were countless winds and turbulence blowing above his head, pressing down on him.

And the cold hurricane under Su Yuan kept getting bigger, and it just came under him, and the wind above his head "sandwiched" him in the middle.

Su Yuan had no way to dodge, held the knife in both hands and stabbed it down.

The blade pierced into the eye of the hurricane, and the rotation of the hurricane slowed down suddenly, but the chill surging in it rose sharply, and quickly surged towards Su Yuan.