When the blood line was thrown into the air and turned into an arc, many of the disciples watching the battle around the ring exclaimed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe the two people fighting in the ring didn't find that there were a huge number of spectators around the ring, but I have to say that the battle between the two of them really made many people interested.

Watching Ivan retreat, Qiu Xiang felt the burning pain in his chest and abdomen, and he didn't need to look to know that he was injured.

Condensed his qi into the wound to prevent the blood from continuing to flow out, and at the same time looked at Ivan's chest and found that it seemed to be fine, and he was not in a good mood.

Gang Body, who didn't increase his output, couldn't stop Ivan's slashing iron, maybe someone could block it, but at least he couldn't stop it.

If he increased the output of his strength just now, he would be able to block Ivan's slashing iron, but his current strength margin could only hold on for a while, and he couldn't hold on for longer.

Therefore, instead of just holding on for a while, it is better not to increase the output of strength, anyway, the defeat of this game has already been decided, he just wants to check what Ivan's strength is, of course he also thought about struggling.

Ivan is waiting, he is waiting for the other party to admit defeat, he believes that Qiu Xiang will definitely admit defeat, because he is a smart person, the chances of winning are not great, and now in the case of poor state, it is naturally even more impossible to win.

"You win, I'll throw in the towel." Qiu Xiang admits defeat, he already has a general understanding of Ivan's strength, and he is not an opponent at the moment, let alone in a bad state.

Hearing Qiu Xiang admit defeat, Uncle Shi, who served as the referee, just nodded slightly, and did not announce the outcome of the game, which was unnecessary, the moment he admitted defeat, the system would automatically let Ivan advance.

In fact, the existence of the referee is just a protective person, and the disciples who protect the battle will not be killed unnecessarily because they can't stop.

This game was won, and the next game will be much easier, Lian Bi will compete with Chi Tiancheng and Hua Xinghui for two places in the winner's group, because it is the final victory, so no matter who does not get the place, they will not be able to enter the loser's group.

In this way, Ivan's next opponents are only some second-tier disciples, and there are no more powerful Condensing Gang Realm overlord-level powerhouses, and the quota in this loser's group is ironclad.

In the high-level observation place of Gu Wuliu, Shu Haoqian, who was sitting on a chair, saw that Ivan had defeated Qiu Xiang, so he whispered to the three senior brothers: "It seems that the quota has been decided. ”

"In fact, the quota has already been set, this so-called qualifier, there is no point in holding it, this year's martial arts exchange conference, the three of them are the best choice, if other people go to the conference, it will make our genre lose face, not just anyone, can participate in this level of conference." Hearing Shu Haoqian's words, his face was slightly cold, and Zhan Ziang snorted lightly.

This snort was not because he was dissatisfied with Shu Haoqian, but because he was dissatisfied with the qualifiers that did not need to be conducted, what was the strength of the three Ivans, they naturally knew it, and they also knew that others were compared with them, which was a big difference.

But even in such a knowing situation, there is still such a qualifier, which is really redundant!

When the three brothers heard this, their expressions suddenly changed, Yi Yi was indifferent, Shu Hao was humble, and Zhongshan Yinyu was helpless.

Although the surroundings have long been isolated, the voices inside cannot be transmitted outside, and the voices outside cannot enter, but this is not very safe, after all, there are powerful beings around them, stronger than them.

In fact, even if the people around him heard Zhan Ziang's words, it was not a big deal, after all, he was a person who dared to fire at the outer hall, how could he care about this ups and downs?

"Is Senior Brother leaving?" Ignoring Zhan Ziang's words, Yi Yi asked lightly.

When Shu Haoqian heard this, his expression was slightly stunned, "Senior brother is leaving?" ”

When Zhan Ziang heard Yi Yi's words, his face showed a look of surprise, and he turned his head to look at the senior brother and did not speak.

"You've seen it." Zhongshan Yinyu shook his head slightly, although there was a smile on his face, but the look in his eyes was reluctant and nostalgic.

He was reluctant to live in this place where he had lived for so many years, and he was reluctant to those familiar people, and at the same time he missed the old days, the days when his brothers cultivated together.

"Isn't it weird that if you're not leaving, why would you come to us to talk about the past?" Zhan Ziang spoke at this time.

As a powerful martial artist, the course of life is long, they practiced in their teens, and now they are forty or fifty years old, and they are only in their twenties.

The elders of the inner and outer halls of those schools are one or two hundred years old, and they are only approaching middle age or middle age, and they don't know how many years it will take to reach the appearance of their ancestors.

Martial artists generally start cultivating at the age of fourteen or fifteen, with the earlier ones only eleven or twelve years old, and the later ones sixteen or seventeen years old.

Cultivating to reach the peak of the Condensation Realm martial artist, the lifespan can reach about a thousand years, which is about three times more than the lifespan of ordinary people, and the higher the cultivation, the longer he will live.

Cultivating martial artists is not as young as possible, of course, cultivating at a young age can enter the path of cultivation faster than others, but the corresponding appearance grows slower than others, and others age faster.

For example, if a five-year-old martial artist cultivator reaches the Surging Realm at the age of ten, then he is estimated to be thirty or forty years old before he can reach the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Therefore, as a long-lived martial artist, now that he is only forty or fifty years old, Zhongshan Yinyu has begun to miss the old, which is really a little strange.

Although it has been determined that he wants to return to the Zhongshan family, he has not specified the time, and now he is abnormally starting to miss the old, which naturally makes people suspect that he is leaving Gu Wuliu and returning to the Zhongshan family.

"The family is urging, let me return to the family as soon as possible, do the preparations for inheriting the head of the family, and familiarize myself with the internal affairs of the family." Zhongshan Yinyu shook his head slightly, his expression was full of helplessness, he still wanted to stay in Guwuliu for a while, but unfortunately the family was really urgent.

"When are you leaving?" Yi Yi spoke, still so concise and plain.

"I don't know, but it should be soon, and the family will send a spaceship to pick me up." Zhongshan Yinyu said with a bitter expression: "After all, I have already left the ancient martial arts, and it is not good to continue to use the exclusive spaceship of the inheritance sequence." ”

When everyone heard this, there was nothing to say, they all fell into silence, after all, his return to the family was to inherit the position of the head of the family, as the head of the Zhongshan family of the Wufang family, this is not a bad thing, and at the same time, his return to the Zhongshan family is also his mother's wish.