In the ring.

Yan Bin frowned and asked Xu Longxiang, "You still don't admit defeat?"

The only thing that responded to him was Xu Longxiang's roar.

Although Xu Longxiang is talented, his brain is too stubborn, and sometimes he just can't turn a corner, plus his current stature is short, so he doesn't have an advantage in front of Yan Bin at all.

Two hours later, everyone couldn't remember how many times Xu Longxiang fell to the ground.

The entire arena has sunk by more than a meter as a result, and the ground has been tamped a lot.

If it were someone else, according to this wrestling method, he would already be unconscious.

But Xu Longxiang's defense and self-healing power are amazing, and after two hours, although the injury is not light, the recovery is also fast.

"This Xu Longxiang is really brute force!" Montaigne couldn't help but praise it, and added a lot of love to his heart.

Lu Yao on the side smiled and didn't say anything.

Below, the people in the ring were numb.

Many people who dream of dying the country are very worried, and some girls even shed tears, clenched their handkerchiefs, and sobbed: "Don't be competing, admit defeat!"

The Meng Jiajun side did not have the previous ridicule, and they were all impressed by Xu Longxiang's spirit of not admitting defeat.

In the face of such an indomitable Xu Longxiang, they were all silent.

At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and Montaigne waved his hand and threw a four-meter-high flint pillar that landed next to the field, illuminating the surroundings.

The competition continues!

In the ring, the thick snow melted into water by the heat emitted by the two of them, and the ground was extremely muddy, with a trace of ice slag in the mud.

Xu Longxiang's clothes have long been torn, and no part of his body is clean, he looks like a mud doll, and the cold penetrates his heart, but he ignores it, like a person who has no pain.

On the other hand, Yan Bin, although his body is also stained with some sludge, compared to Xu Longxiang, it can be regarded as clean and tidy.

He hasn't fallen once so far.

That's how cruel it is.

Ye Wuming couldn't bear to look any further, and looked up at Lu Yao above, with some thoughtful light in his eyes.

Lu Yao is still so calm and light-hearted, with nothing in his eyes, and he doesn't care about things on the field.

Montaigne saw that Lu Yao didn't care about the competition on the field so much, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart again, and he had a bad feeling.

Could it be that Xu Longxiang kid, what hole cards are still hidden?

But this time, he was self-inflicted, Lu Yao didn't plan to win this game at all, he just wanted to see Xu Longxiang's performance.

Although Xu Longxiang is stubborn and his brain is not very bright, he is not a pure stupid person.

It can be seen that Xu Longxiang's wrestling skills are increasing little by little.

However, compared with Yan Bin, who has decades of wrestling experience, there is still a big gap.

At night, the cold wind whimpered, the wind was much stronger than during the day, and the snow became much heavier, which was somewhat charming to the eye.

Many people don't dust off the snow in time and become snowmen.

There are many children in the dream-dyed country who can't bear the cold, and they all honestly return to their own houses.

Although they really want to continue watching, but the weather is too cold, and their strength does not allow it, if they are strong, if it is cold, there is no medical treatment.

On the Meng Jiajun's side, no one left, they were all old rivers and lakes, and they could see the subtle differences in the field.

"This kid is really a monster, it's been almost a long time, and he still doesn't admit defeat, he has been thrown thousands of times by Vice General Yan!" someone swallowed and said in shock, with a hint of admiration in his tone.

"This kid's wrestling level is getting stronger, do you pay attention to it, Vice General Yan has some beads of sweat on his forehead!" someone squinted his eyes and analyzed keenly.

"He's not going to keep falling like this until Vice Admiral Yan falls!" some speculated.

As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but gasp and didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

In the blink of an eye, it was midnight and early in the morning.

Most of the people who dreamed of dyeing the country were gone, and only a few who had cultivated Yuanwu were still persevering.

However, although they have already come into contact with Yuanwu, their cultivation is too low, and in such a harsh environment, they are also a little unbearable.

At this time, Ye Wuming came to Lu Yao with a green feather cloak, slowly draped the green feather cloak on Lu Yao's shoulder, and said: "It's too cold at night, it looks like the snow will increase, or, help master, you go back to rest first?" I'll just watch here." ”

Lu Yao nodded and responded with a smile: "It's okay." ”

Montaigne was a little confused, the competition is not over yet, is this little gang leader who dreams of dying the country going to leave first?

"General Meng, my body is weak and I can't stand the cold, so I will leave first. Lu Yao stood up and smiled gently. Yoyo Book League

Montaigne subconsciously stood up, smiled in agreement, and waved his hand in a ghostly manner.

Although he wanted to put on a show in front of Lu Yao, he couldn't do it all the time.

It seems that Lu Yao has an aura that suppresses him, and this aura can't tell what it feels like.

"Strange, why does this little girl make me feel like I'm on the edge of an abyss?" Montaigne muttered to himself, puzzled.

He didn't know how strong the spiritual power of Lu Yao's body was, and it had been suppressing him invisibly!

And he didn't feel this kind of suppression at all.

Even if he Montaigne is a junior Yuan Sage, when it comes to spiritual power, he is a younger brother in front of Lu Yao.

After such a long time, the strength of Lu Yao's body has already improved by leaps and bounds, and both the Yuan Soul and the Yuan Vein have broken through to the 80 Yuan level!

This cultivation speed is extremely fast, it is no exaggeration to say that it is faster than the speed of a rocket, and it is more than dozens of times that of other geniuses.

But if it is an exaggeration, it is not an exaggeration.

After all, Lu Yao has an immortal yuan crystal the size of a watermelon, and with such a supreme-level cultivation resource, it is difficult to think about the cultivation speed quickly.

And there are also two sentences from time to time by the Netherworld Emperor on the side, and there are ghosts if the speed is not fast.

In fact, Lu Yao's cultivation speed can be faster, but it's a pity that his creation speed can't keep up, which is very helpless.

It is not an easy task to create the Fa, and the further you go, the more difficult it becomes, and there are too many things involved, and if you make the slightest mistake, you will never recover, and you will even have to abandon your cultivation and re-cultivate.

80 yuan level, which is equivalent to a big mark, he has been stuck here for two weeks!

To get back to the point, Shen Mengxin, the fake puppet, has returned to his residence.

On the training ground, only Ye Wuming and Mo Lang were giving Xu Long Xiang a field with hundreds of brothers.

If all the people who dreamed of dyeing the country are gone, then how lonely Xu Long is!

On the other hand, on the side of the Meng family's army, no one left, they were all masters of Yuanwu, so they were naturally not afraid of this cold.

In the boring wrestling, the sky gradually dawned.

Last night's heavy snow has also stopped!

Lu Yao controlled Shen Mengxin, the fake puppet, to open the door.

Outside, the snow was up to waist.

This shows how heavy the snow was last night!

It's amazing how much you can have that effect in one night.

It's all a legacy of that flood, which makes the seasons weird.

"I don't know how many innocent mortal lives will be taken away this winter!" Lu Yao muttered to himself slightly, with some pity.

Because of the low temperature, the snow is dry and does not condense together, and when the wind blows gently, it will scoop up.

Lu Yao jumped lightly and came to the snow, his feet fell lightly on it, without sinking, and there was no trace on the snow.

This is a manifestation of mental power manipulation to the extreme.

"Your Excellency, you're awake. ”

At this time, Mo Li, who lived next door, also pushed open the door of the house and said good morning to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao chuckled in response, and then stepped on the snow and flew towards the training venue, with a beautiful posture and charm, which made people can't help but take a few more looks.

"The helper is worthy of being the helper, and the posture is beautiful. It's strange, isn't the helper not cultivating Yuan Force? How can you fly on the snow?"

A little star appeared in Mo Li's eyes, although she was puzzled, but she didn't think much about it, in her consciousness, the helper of 'Shen Mengxin' was a very magical person.

"The helper is here!"

In the training venue, someone saw the figure of 'Shen Mengxin' and immediately shouted, with some excitement in his tone.

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[Author's note: The number of recent referral votes and subscriptions is pitiful.] 】

[Did everyone give up the follow-up?]

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