"Bang!"

Wind blowing clouds' body finally landed, and Duan Wuya's Yuan Shen attacked, making Wind Wind Yun, a strong man of Ning Yuan Eightfold, defeated! Wind blowing clouds were already seriously injured and unconscious under Duan Wuya's Yuan Shen attack!

The disciples of the Tianyun Sect around the ring were dumbfounded, in their hearts in the past, the man who was invincible and worshipped like a god was actually defeated, defeated in the hands of Duan Wuya, who only had the fifth level of Ning Yuan!

The disciples of the Tianyun Sect all looked at Duan Wuya in awe, with bloodshot on the corners of his mouth. At this moment, Duan Wuya's image is like a demon god standing up to the sky!

The challenge, now there is no need to challenge again, the wind blows the clouds and loses, and Duan Wuya is destined to continue to write the myth of undefeated!

This man, who is blind but still invincible, is standing there now, Tianyun Sect, the disciples of the younger generation, no longer have the courage to challenge again!

Although Fengyunyun was defeated, not a single disciple dared to have contempt in his heart! The ring made of bluestone had already fallen apart under the aftermath of the battle between Duan Wuyan and Fengyun! In the center of the ring, it had already become powder!

Such combat power, such destructive power, has exceeded their imagination!

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Duan Wuya, who was originally seriously depleted by the Yuan Spirit, heard this voice, and suddenly felt agitated and came to his senses. So far, this is the second time that Duan Wuya has used the Yuan Shen to attack the enemy, and it is also the second time that he has suffered the pain of splitting headache and dizziness.

The Yuan Shen was seriously depleted, and Duan Wuya forcibly endured the tearing sensation from the Yuan Shen and probed in the direction from which the sound came.

Because the owner of this voice is Pan Long, Pan Long who has restored the woman's voice!

Pan Long's face was pale, and the competition with Duan Wuya made Pan Long seriously injured, and now Pan Long couldn't care about his injuries, and the stumbling country wind blew away. Pan Long burst into tears, squatted beside Fengyun, picked up Fengyun's body with difficulty, leaned on his arms, and called softly!

Pan Long's face was full of tenderness, mixed with a touch of blush.

"Boom!"

Duan Wuya only felt that in his mind, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded, which exploded and made Duan Wuya choke on blood from his mouth and nose without realizing it.

"It turns out that it has always been my wishful thinking, it turns out that it has always been my own affection, it turns out that she does not belong to me!"

At this moment, Wuya finally understood his heart, but unfortunately, it was already too late!

Am I too timid, or am I not having the courage to love?

Duan Wuya felt remorse in his heart, resentment in his heart, resentment of his weakness, resentment of his incompetence: Duan Wuya, stay away from Pan Long in the future!

Was it because of this sentence that I gave up? Or was I already full of fear of feelings? Or was it my dedication to dancing? Is martial art really that important?

"If I were given another chance to do it all over again, what would I choose?

Duan Wuya stood there in a daze, his heart in a mess.

"Duan Wuyi, Duan Wuyi"

Suddenly, Duan Wuya was pulled back to reality from the fantasy world by a few anxious calls, and Duan Wuya saw Jiang Dazhuang in a daze, standing in front of him with an anxious face.

"Da Zhuang, why are you here?"

After a while, Duan Wuya suddenly remembered that this was the challenge ring.

Jiang Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, looked at Duan Wuya very strangely, looked at it carefully for a while, then scratched his head, and asked a little cautiously: "Duan Wuya, did you stay here because you can't see with your eyes?"

"What?"

Duan Wuya was even more dazed, not knowing what Jiang Dazhuang wanted to express.

"I mean, it's dark now, how long are you going to stand?"

Jiang Dazhuang was a little speechless, Duan Wuya had been standing here all afternoon, and he didn't know what he was thinking, was he carried away by the victory, or was he shocked by the sect master's words?

"Is it dark?"

Duan Wuya suddenly came back to his senses, sure enough, the sky was already dark, looking at the sky, it was already midnight! Duan Wuya was a little moved, Jiang Dazhuang had been here like this, this friendship was very rare!

"I said Duan Wuya, don't pretend to be stupid, okay!"

Jiang Dazhuang was a little annoyed and looked at Duan Wuya fiercely.

"Uh, Da Zhuang, I was injured in the battle with the wind blowing clouds, this is just a little better, I'm sorry!"

Duan Wuya was a little embarrassed, so he had to find an excuse, but Duan Wuya's Yuan Shen had indeed fully recovered now, and even faintly improved!

What's going on? Every time the emotions fluctuate greatly, the Yuan Shen will be stronger, and it won't be only a hard person to become a hard person, the Yuan Shen will achieve it!

If you keep being hurt like this, no matter how strong your will is, you can't bear it!

In fact, what Duan Wuya doesn't understand is that this is the perception, the joy and sorrow of the world, and the changes in the rules of the world, which is the most basic cultivation of Chinese immortal cultivators!

"Oh, no wonder when the sect master announced the results, you didn't move, just in a daze here!"

Jiang Dazhuang glanced at Duan Wuya suspiciously, and he was a little clear.

"What did the Sect Master announce?"

Duan Wuya was a little curious, since he got the first place in the competition, the privilege was already obvious, what else was there to announce.

"The sect master announced, you Duan Wuya has soared, the sect master of the Tianyun Sect, the twelve elders, will jointly accept you as an apprentice! Three days later, in the ancestral hall of the Tianyun Sect, a grand ceremony will be held to accept the disciples! Brother, my brother is really envious of you!"

Jiang Dazhuang's face was envious, Duan Wuya's situation was the first time in the ten thousand years of Tianyun Sect! Such an honor, I don't know how many people will be envious to death!

"What do you envy me, I won't worship them as teachers!"

Seeing Jiang Dazhuang's envious expression, Duan Wuya was a little speechless. If a person is a little talented, as long as he is willing to work hard, it basically makes no difference who he worships as a teacher, if a person is talented, no matter how many teachers he worships, he will not achieve much!

Besides, there are many apprentices, each teacher learns differently, and there are different opinions on a question, so who should you listen to?

Therefore, having more teachers is not necessarily a good thing!

"Oh, brother, it's not too early, since you've woken up, I should go back, I was injured by your kid, and it's not good yet. ”

Jiang Dazhuang smiled indifferently, obviously not believing Duan Wuya's words, just a joke. Jiang Dazhuang clutched his chest, pretending to be in pain, and the long fangs in his mouth looked terrifying in the night, making Duan Wuya couldn't help but shiver.

"Let's go, let's go, I should go back too!"

Duan Wuya didn't want to stay here for a while, the horror movies of his previous life were deeply rooted in his mind and could not be dispelled.

"Where are I going to find you then?"

Jiang Dazhuang was a little reluctant, Duan Wuya's temperament was very much in line with his appetite. In the past few years in Tianyun Sect, because of his appearance, Jiang Dazhuang has no friends. Now that Duan Wuya has become friends with him, Jiang Dazhuang is very excited.

"Let's go to Dantang then, I will live there in the future!"

Jiang Dazhuang's reluctance, Duan Wuya saw it in his eyes, and reached out to pat Jiang Dazhuang's broad shoulder.

"Okay, I'll go first!"

Jiang Dazhuang looked excited and left happily.

Until Jiang Dazhuang's figure could no longer be seen, the smile on Duan Wuya's face slowly converged, and he walked in the direction of Dantang with an indifferent face.

"From now on, martial arts will be my eternal pursuit!"

I don't know how far I walked, Duan Wuya's voice resounded in the sky, and words like an oath floated around.

Duan Wuya's oath-like words were a little less persistent and a little more firm!