The battle between Yang Xuanyu and Yang Shaoying won a burst of cheers, and after this battle, everyone not only remembered Yang Xuanyu's youthful success, but also remembered Yang Shaoying's blockbuster. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is not so much that Yang Xuanyu won, but rather a win-win. Sometimes victory is just a mirror, and seeing through the mirror what others can't see is the most important thing.

The same youth, the same talent. Why do we have to distinguish between victory and defeat? Is there only victory and defeat between two people?

Yang Shaoying left, but Yang Xuanyu had to continue fighting, the challenge started by him, and naturally ended by him. After resting for about half an hour, Yang Xuanyu stood on the stage again, and there was a commotion below, as if he felt that the atmosphere must be as lively as possible.

The next series of challenges were not as exciting as before, perhaps the previous competition had already made some people afraid, and the challenges lasted from early morning to evening, among which Yang Xuanyu only took an hour to recover his spiritual power, and stood on the stage again, fighting one after another. Yang Qulong sat in the distance, watching the changes in the field, and couldn't help but praise: "This kid is not only profound, but also very resolute. This kind of tempering has fulfilled him!"

On this day, Yang Xuanyu relied on the terrifying recovery ability of the jade gourd to fight twenty-three consecutive battles, and he still won a complete victory! Tomorrow will be a key battle to witness whether Yang Xuanyu can succeed or not.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce. Yang Xuanyu stood alone in the courtyard, not knowing what he was thinking. At this time, there was a sound of broken footsteps behind him, and the kite came behind him at some point, and held a cloak in his hand. "What is the young master thinking?" said the kite.

"I'm thinking about my parents and don't know when I'll be able to come back. It's been more than two months, and if someone picks it up, it should be soon!" Yang Xuanyu picked up the cloak in Kite's hand, draped it on his body, turned around and said softly to him.

"The young master still has parents to talk about, but Kite doesn't have such a good blessing!" "Kite suddenly turned gloomy and said a little sadly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything else. If you don't dislike it, I'll take you as a righteous daughter when my parents come back, to be honest, I'm really not used to calling people, and it's good to have a younger sister. Yang Xuanyu comforted.

The kite on the side didn't say much, just stood quietly beside him, and looked into the distance with his gaze. The soft and bright moonlight spread over the courtyard, like a layer of morning frost. The serene and serene night reveals a hint of mystery and intriguing. On such a night, two people stand side by side in the courtyard, regardless of master and servant, their hearts are so close to each other, so innocent. Not far away, Xiao Xi opened its bewildered eyes, let out a low roar, and continued to sleep.

On the third day, Yang Xuanyu was still on the stage to accept challenges from others, unlike the previous two days, all the challenges on stage today were strong people at the peak of Quenching, and it seemed that he deliberately did not let him easily reach fifty consecutive victories.

With a bang, the two figures separated, Yang Xuanyu barely stabilized his body, and the other party also staggered before frozen. Yang Xuanyu shouted, seven golden fist shadows burst in, and the other party had no choice but to hold it with both arms, and with a bang, the man was thrown out of the stage, and his arms were blue and red.

"Agreed!" Yang Xuanyu said lightly. This is already his fifth victory today, and with three more to go, it will reach fifty!

In fact, the reason why Yang Xuanyu was able to fight more and more bravely relied on the jade gourd on his chest, whether it was the speed of absorbing spiritual energy or the ability to recover, it was much faster than others, and the longer the battle, the more obvious the advantage. So when I was fighting today, I was basically constantly consuming the opponent's aura, and then I would win with one blow.

Not long after, a young man about the same age as Yang Xiaolong came to the stage with his body floating, his thin eyebrows and square face were a little handsome, and his complexion was pale, a little like a woman's skin, which was quite weird.

"I still admire you for being able to hold on until now. Originally, I interrupted the challenge here not long after, although I was already in the Nine Realms at a young age, but there is no age difference on the stage, and your road ends here today!" The man's arrogant words made Yang Xuanyu's sword eyebrows tremble.

"Are you sure you have this ability?" Yang Xuanyu retorted.

"Try?" the man smiled. A huge golden fist condensed from his right hand and blasted out with a punch. The corner of Yang Xuanyu's eyes jumped, and the same golden fist was also smashed out instantly, the two fists collided in mid-air, and the golden light burst open, turning into a chaotic air flow and dissipating after a while.

"It turns out that you can also use the Nine Shadow King Fist!" Yang Xuanyu was a little surprised. The Nine Shadow King Fist is not only the Yang family's lineage that is a pity to cultivate, but the others who can be cultivated are either those who have made great contributions, or they are more outstanding in the lineage. It seems that this man's identity is not simple, Yang Xuanyu thought in his heart.

"It's not just you!" The man smiled, shook one hand forward, and then eight golden fist shadows condensed in front of him, and no matter how big or small, the degree of condensation far exceeded Yang Xuanyu.

"If you go down now, you may be spared a beating!" said the man proudly.

"You can't scare me with this!" Yang Xuanyu was startled at first, and then said firmly. The man seemed to know that he would say it like this, and he didn't get angry, eight golden fist shadows roared from different directions, Yang Xuanyu shot up, and the six fist shadows were compressed into three by it, attacking three of them respectively, the fist shadows collided, and the explosions were everywhere. Yang Xuanyu's body twisted into a twist, dodging two of them, but the other three fist shadows came to Yang Xuanyu in no particular order, at the critical moment, Yang Xuanyu spit out a mouthful of essence blood, a golden red light condensed in his hand, and was divided into three and thrown towards the three fist shadows.

"Aren't you running out of donkey skills so soon?" the man stood motionless in the distance, as if he had a chance of victory.

Yang Xuanyu's face turned pale for a while, looking at the man in the distance, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something. "The strength is not good, I will compete with him in speed!" Yang Xuanyu's heart moved, his body immediately floated to the left, and the seven fist shadows struck out in no particular order. The man's face remained unchanged, and the Seven Fist Shadows greeted the Seven Fist Shadows on the left. At this moment, there was a fluctuation on the right side, and the same seven fist shadows came one after another, the man was suddenly stunned, and he could only blast out six fist shadows when he was caught off guard, but he was hit by the seventh fist shadow, but the expected damage did not appear, and a faint layer of spirit cover floated outside the man's body wrapped around the whole body, although it was very thin, it was to prevent Yang Xuanyu's sneak attack!

"The speed of the punch is very fast, if I am a little wary, do you still have a chance?" the man said, looking at the aura wrapped around his body.

"I can be faster!" Yang Xuanyu shouted, his arms quickly struck out and retracted. There are still lines on the three huge golden fists, and they are lined up in a line shape and blast towards the man, the man is on tiptoe, his body retreats, and at the same time, a larger fist is pulled out casually, turning into an arc and colliding with Yang Xuanyu's fist, the first two fists quietly exploded, but the last fist shadow resisted the man's fist, forcing it back. The man snorted lightly, jumped up and shouted angrily: "This is the end!" The eight fist shadows were arranged in an octagonal shape and flew towards Yang Xuanyu.

Yang Xuanyu exhaled heavily, and his figure retreated. Immediately, his hands were clasped, and he quickly separated, only to see his right hand facing the sky, his left hand facing down, putting on a strange look, the aura of his whole body was withdrawn, and his hands were covered not with gold but with a trace of cyan, and there seemed to be a little bit of thunder arc jumping, Yang Xuanyu gritted his teeth, and the soreness from his arms made his face distort, seeing the octagonal fist shadow spinning rapidly, Yang Xuanyu ignored the other hands and patted it, his right hand pushed out a palm and fell lightly on the octagonal fist shadow, and the sound of shattering could be heard, and the terrifying blow of the octagonal fist shadow was shattered like this, and the man was affected, his face was suddenly pale, and his body shook a few times。

"How is that possible?" the man couldn't believe that his strong blow was actually defused by the other party. Yang Xuanyu shook his numb arms, tiptoed, and came to the man, a blue arc in his hand jumped, the man hurriedly dodged when he saw this, and Yang Xuanyu followed. So there was a strange situation on the scene, only to see the man dodging everywhere, and Yang Xuanyu followed closely, causing everyone to laugh. In desperation, the man had to admit defeat, in fact, he didn't know that Yang Xuanyu's blue arc was just a virtual appearance, and it had no power at all. The man was obviously frightened by the previous move, which can be regarded as opportunistic.

In the distance, Yang Qulong smiled, picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and then said to himself: "I'm afraid this record is going to be rewritten!"