"Sikong Xing lost..."

Among the people who were fighting outside the field, I don't know who suddenly whispered softly, and the words were full of disbelief, like a drop of water falling into the oil pot, making the crowd boil instantly!

No one dared to believe that the Confucian sword double cultivator, a rare genius and powerhouse in the world, Sikong Xing, really lost!

And he lost to a martial arts boy who only had the forging realm!

The people present, whether they were ordinary or immortals, almost only the word shock remained.

The most excited were the old housekeeper and Jin'er of the Zhennan Palace, as well as the martial arts young man who was sitting on Lin Xiuyuan's seat, Du Zefeng, he was even so excited that he didn't care about the injuries on his body, and stood up directly, trembling all over, his eyes were full of reverence.

The old butler and Jin'er were also as excited, and they felt extremely happy for the eyes of His Royal Highness the prince of their own family, no wonder His Highness had behaved so calmly in front of him before, and he didn't even come in person, this immortal was really extraordinary, too powerful!

Even if Princess Changyang had guessed before, the other party might not lose, she was mentally prepared, but at the moment there were still some emotional fluctuations, more of an indescribable complexity, she was very glad that her vision was not bad, but she was not willing to be too bad luck.

Meng Yiyao was the calmest one in the field, and there was only a strong curiosity in his gaze when he looked at Lin Xiuyuan, it was the first time that she had such a strong interest in a person of the opposite sex, and also an immortal on the mountain.

Some rejoice, others grieve.

Sitting in Prince Gong's Mansion on the right side of the uppermost floor, almost everyone's faces were more ugly and cold than shock.

Prince Gong's face had turned iron-blue, his hands were clenched tightly, and even a lot of sweat appeared in his palms.

He couldn't believe that the Zhennan Wangfu had found a martial cultivator at random, and he had such a terrifying cultivation strength, it was really too fucking fake.

The middle-aged Confucian man's face was relatively calm, but his eyes were also flickering strangely, even he never thought that that arrogant kid would have such a level, and he couldn't help but start wondering, could it be that the other party was really a little demon who slipped out of the Wu Pagoda quietly?

As for Duan Yunhai, his face was naturally the worst, and in his mind, it was still echoing, the previous conversation between Lin Xiuyuan and him was like that loud slap in the face.

At the same time, for the first time, he also had a serious and dignified attitude towards this martial arts young man, even he had to admit that the martial arts young man in front of him did have the strength to fight with him, and even had a chance to win......

But the next moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a sudden hint of happiness in his heart.

Fortunately, this kid didn't fight him directly, but first bumped into the opponent who even he thought was the most difficult opponent in this Juxian meeting, otherwise, if he collided directly with him, he would really lose if he was careless.

Now don't worry, all the opponent's hole cards and strength have been exposed, and he has a way to deal with it, and in a duel with Sikong Xing, his state will obviously not be too good, and his chances of winning will be a little greater.

Boy, if you want to blame, you can only blame your bad luck!

Duan Yunhai muttered silently in his heart......

On the high platform, Chen Wushuang's face was indifferent, he was the only one who had not changed anything in the off-court competition, and it seemed that Sikong Xing would lose, which was not surprising. On the contrary, it was Li Mi beside him, who couldn't help but sigh secretly.

This kid's cultivation seems to have improved a lot, and that terrifying power exploded, which he didn't seem to be able to do when he was outside Kyoto before.

Xie Xinghe, Xie Xinghe, you really accepted another good apprentice with excellent qualifications, I can't envy you......

On the battle platform, Lin Xiuyuan looked at Sikong Xing, who was obviously seriously injured, but still proud, like a tall green bamboo, and after taking a deep breath, the terrifying qi around him finally completely dissipated, and the momentum of the whole person instantly withered, even worse than at the beginning.

He was silent for a moment, put the long knife into the scabbard behind his back, and then hugged his fists and said:

"Agreed!"

After being silent for a while, Sikong Xing said slowly:

"Next time, if you and I fight again, we won't win so easily."

Lin Xiuyuan didn't speak, but he understood what the other party said, in fact, in terms of cultivation and overall strength, Sikong Xing is still above him, the other party will lose, there are careless elements of the other party, and there are also elements of his own careful calculations, in fact, it is more about the so-called ring restrictions.

Otherwise, if a Confucian master, plus a sword cultivator who can fight against the sword, would he let you get close so easily?

But the rules are like this, there is nothing to say, if you lose, you lose, Sikong Xing didn't make any excuses for himself, so he left, and he didn't even return to the emperor, but chose to leave directly.

Lin Xiuyuan looked at his proud back, but he had a little more respect for him, no matter what the identity of the other party was, this brightness alone was enough to make friends.

At this point, the first competition of the second round is considered to be the end, Lin Xiuyuan slowly walked out of the already broken battle platform, and in full view of everyone, he strode in front of Duan Yunhai, looked at the other party, and said slowly:

"Remember what I said? Don't worry, it's your turn right away! ”

Duan Yunhai's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was gloomy, but he surprisingly didn't reply, and Lin Xiuyuan wasn't ready to listen to what he said, so he turned around and returned to his seat.

Then I started to close my eyes and recuperate...

Duan Yunhai squinted at each other, and a chill flickered in his eyes......

And immediately after, it was his turn to fight the only remaining Dao cultivator.

Duan Yunhai didn't say a word, walked up to the stage, just stood there, but it made people feel a chill, as if he had infinite anger, waiting to vent.

Dao Xiu walked up to the stage with some bumps, and faced Duan Yunhai, whose face was slightly gloomy, there was a trace of hesitation to admit defeat.

It's just that before he could make a decision, Duan Yunhai took the lead.

He didn't have any nonsense at all, and when he raised his hand, there were two qi machines in his sleeves, which swept through the battle platform like a raging storm, and then, one after another, the heaven and earth were prohibited, like rain, directly occupying all the heaven and earth!

Even if the Taoist priest tried his best to cast the Taoist Qingguang Mantra to protect his body, he would inevitably be directly swept away by those majestic and agitated qi in the end.

There was no suspense, Dao Xiu didn't even survive three rounds in his hands, he was directly knocked unconscious on the platform.

And this battle is over.

So far, the three powerhouses of this gathering will all appear.

Duan Yunhai, the scholar Li Huaisheng, and finally the Wu Xiu Xie who came in as a dark horse.

Chen Wushuang read out the result expressionlessly, and then the next thing is the turn of the last three people to take turns to fight each other, and divide the high and low.

Just as Chen Wushuang was about to announce the beginning, the scholar Li Huaisheng raised his hand high, and said with a dry smile under Princess Changyang's nervous and uneasy thoughts:

"Master Guoshi, can you admit defeat in the next place?"

Princess Changyang's face darkened directly, she had been worried that this guy would do such a thing, but sure enough, he did it anyway, which almost made her angry.

Chen Wushuang was not surprised by this, but asked lightly:

"Are you sure?"

Li Huaisheng sighed:

"In the next 10,000 years, the two of them are obviously riveting enough to fight, I don't want to be like Sikong Xing, become a beaten stake, I don't want to fight, and I won't fight, so it's important to abstain as soon as possible and go back to study hard."

Chen Wushuang looked at Li Mi, the old man's face was obviously a little embarrassed, and he glared at Li Huaisheng angrily, as if he was scolding him for being unproductive, this guy's talent and strength are not bad, just this lazy character, I really can't say it.

This time, the reason why he strongly asked Princess Changyang to bring him was to take this opportunity to let these people in his generation polish his temperament and arouse him a little motivation.

Li Mi was really speechless, so he simply turned his head and ignored his beloved apprentice!

Lin Xiuyuan looked at this weak scholar, and his heart was also very weird, he had never met a person like him, and he was chattering with gods and gods when he drew lots before, but now his actions are even more strange.

The key is that Lin Xiuyuan knows very well that this person is definitely not weak, not to mention anything else, he deliberately paid attention to his previous battle, this guy's cultivation rules are extremely strange, and it seems to be similar to a feeling of dissolving all laws and becoming a world of its own, so that the warring people have no way to start at all.

Duan Yunhai didn't react, it was naturally best for him to admit defeat, from the very beginning, the most troublesome thing in his heart was Sikong Xing, and the second was this difficult guy.

One is that it is difficult to deal with.

One is that it's hard to start.

Seeing that Li Mi was silent, Chen Wushuang already knew what his junior brother meant, so he spoke:

"Since that's the case, then next, Confucian Xiu Duan Yunhai, Martial Xiu Xie Wuming, you can start the final battle for the winner of this Juxian Meeting."

Speaking of this, his eyes swept over the two of them, and he said softly:

"Do you need to get ready for a break? If you don't need it, you can get started right away. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience focused their eyes on the two, and everyone knew that today's gathering of talents, the most important battle, had finally come.

Not only is it the final battle of the Juxian Society, but also a big showdown between the two royal mansions!

The winner is famous, and everything is easy to say.

The loser will naturally lose face, and there will be no day to raise his head.

When Duan Yunhai heard this, he just sneered, did not speak, but squinted at Lin Xiuyuan, as if to say, I don't need to, look at you.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't turn his head to look at him at all, but looked up at Chen Wushuang for the first time:

"Don't waste time, let's get started!"