Yan Su didn't feel that there was anything wrong with their thoughts, although she didn't have a spiritual root in the eyes of others now, but in fact, she knew that she had a spiritual root, but it was just inconvenient to show it in the eyes of the world.

However, if she really didn't have a spiritual root, she might have thought the same as them at the beginning, feeling that she couldn't cultivate without a spiritual root, and maybe she would give up this path and find another way like in her previous life, but she would never be so willing to be ordinary.

Like, Yan Su is now standing in the stands of Dabi, and the person he saw on the battle platform just didn't have a spiritual root, but he didn't give up, he made the same choice as Yan Su in the previous life, physical cultivation.

"In the first game, Yang An, who was on the third layer of the Zhenhua Sect's forging body, fought against Dong Fei in the early stage of the foundation building of the Lost Bu Sect!"

The two people on the battle platform are both from small sects, and their cultivation is in the early stage of foundation building, which is a close battle.

Yan Su could see at a glance that Yang An, who was burly on the stage, did not have a trace of aura in his body, and it seemed that he was also a person who had no spiritual roots, but was not willing to be ordinary, and finally chose to take the path of refining his body.

Yan Su set her eyes on him from the moment he came on the field, after all, in him, she seemed to see the self in her previous life who was unwilling to waste her life and struggled with fate.

The other person who fought against Yang An was also very unusual, from a small sect that majored in footwork, and the ancestral footwork "Lost Steps" that the sect was proud of was famous for its deceptive nature of one step and one move, two steps and one phantom.

On the surface

On one side is a strong attack, and on the other side is defense.

In fact, if the opponent skillfully uses "Lost Steps", it can also turn defense into a quick attack.

The main speed of footwork, "Lost Steps" is very confusing, and it is difficult for the other party to get close.

And the body technique, the biggest advantage is to get close to the enemy, and then give a fatal blow at close range, but when you meet the monk of the main footwork, the opponent can dodge the attack of the body cultivation according to the footwork, although in physical combat, the body cultivation has an absolute advantage in the battle against other monks of the same class, or even across a small level, as long as you can get close.

But this is only on the premise of being close, if you can't get close, then all of the above are unrealistic and directly overturned concepts.

In this game, as long as Dong Fei is good at using the sect's "Lost Steps" and uses the spell properly, there is a high chance of winning.

I don't know if it's just that she thinks like this, even the people around her think this way.

"It's a pity~ This Yang An is very powerful, I heard that their sect is a relatively outstanding disciple this time, if you meet other monks, maybe you can win, but in the first game, I met a monk who made footwork, and people specialize in this body cultivation."

"Also, this Yang An is really unlucky, and he is doomed to defeat in the first game."

"Who knows, maybe there's a stunning reversal later."

"What are you thinking~ How is it possible, he will lose this game, I am another person who is pressing, don't hurt me with a crow's mouth."

"What!? You're also the one who pressed Zhenhua's trace?"

"What are you talking about? Isn't this nonsense! Isn't it clear who wins and who loses? ”

"No, no, I actually chose the same as you, you plague god, I'll ask if I can change people now."

"You! ……”

After listening to this, Yan Su faintly expected Yang An to win, but this time, needless to say, was indeed won and lost long before the opening.

I saw that the two on the field first bowed to each other to show respect, and then began to enter the preparation mode.

The two of them each occupied one side of the battle platform and did not move, and then Dong Fei turned his steps and walked around the edge of the platform, Yan Su only saw him take a few steps, and he was still a few meters away from Yang An, and saw Yang An's face suddenly twisted, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his stomach was visibly concave, faintly in the shape of a fist.

Everyone exclaimed, not because Yang An was suddenly attacked, but because Dong Fei actually used hand-to-hand combat!

He actually used hand-to-hand combat against a body cultivator! This is something that Yan Su never expected.

"I heard that you are invincible in hand-to-hand combat? Well? I don't think so. ”

Dong Fei's steps moved again, and his body had already returned to the same place before everyone could see it clearly.

In the eyes of everyone, he just took another step forward, and then suddenly returned to his place.

In fact, otherwise, he had already completed the steps of whispering that sentence in Yang An's ear in close proximity in a place that everyone couldn't see, and then returned to the same place.

However, the scene presented to the public omits a large part of the process.

Yan Su looked at it twice and knew the other party's motives, as early as the second time he used footwork, Yan Su could vaguely see his path, she only saw Dong Fei close to Yang An's ear and paused, and then moved back to the same place in a few steps, and the afterimage behind him was still stuck when he took a step forward.

Dong Fei must have said something, because when Dong Fei returned to the same place, Yang An's muscles suddenly bulged, and the green tendons on his body also burst out at the same time, his face was red, and his eyes were full of anger.

He clenched his fists and rushed forward, his fists were raised fiercely, bringing up a gust of wind, the fist wind was very strong, if this punch hit Dong Fei, it would be a mortal ending.

I saw that Dong Fei did not use footwork to leave the place and dodge the menacing fist, but leisurely moved his right shoulder, and under the incredulous gaze of everyone, he clenched his fist to meet it.

"Ahh Is he crazy? Actually fighting with a body cultivator? ”

"No, wait a minute! What do you see he puts on his fist? ”

"It's a magic weapon!"

Yan Su followed the sound and looked, and sure enough, Dong Fei really brought a black magic weapon like a sheath on his fist, and the aura fluctuation on it was a medium-grade magic weapon!

And depending on the condition, it is not low.

No wonder he can fight hand-to-hand with Yang An, who is a physical cultivator, with this magic weapon, he can not only resist most of the power of Yang An's fist, but also fight back with the same strength.

Everyone didn't expect that it would be such a scene, a monk who was good at footwork and was also a Dharma cultivator actually knocked down a good physique cultivator with his fist!

Yes, the sect is not opposed to monks carrying magic weapons, but there are regulations on the number of magic weapons, there are also regulations on harmfulness, and similarly, there are also regulations on the toxicity of poisons.

After all, the great competition between sects is essentially just a competition between the younger generations of various sects, and the main thing is still the truth that the foundation cannot be destroyed, death cannot be killed, and cannot be disabled.

I saw Yang An's fist and Dong Fei's fist colliding in mid-air, letting out a "Bang!" With a loud bang, the air on both sides was visibly squeezed into a whirlwind and squeezed out.

Dong Fei and Yang An were shocked by the aftermath of the fist collision and shook back, and they took several steps back.

Yang An whimpered, knelt on one knee, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

On the other side, Dong Fei was also knocked away and collapsed on the battle platform.