Guo Beiheng was woken up by the noise outside, his consciousness returned, he sat up suddenly, and when he saw that they had not come back, he was relieved, and struggled to the chair in the middle and sat down. The pill worked, but there were still bursts of tingling in the brain, and a feeling of nausea in the chest.

"Let's go. ”

He looked towards the door, and the crowd walked in laughing.

"Guo Beiheng, are you okay?" The little monk staggered in, saw that he was still sitting on the chair, leaned over and asked him, "Why is your face still bad?"

"It's okay, the Divine Sense is overused. Guo Beiheng didn't want everyone to mention it again, so he changed the topic, "How are you fighting?"

"It's definitely won, Yangtze River was still pale when he played in the third game, and his combat effectiveness was reduced by more than half, and they didn't play a good job, and the others were not worth mentioning. The little monk didn't notice it at all, and followed his words and went down.

"That's good, let's go back to Zhang's house. ”

"Okay, are you okay?" said the little monk and stood up again.

"It's okay, I'm going to meditate when I go back, so I won't practice with you today. Guo Beiheng also stood up, his legs hidden under the robe were trembling slightly, and there was no trace of abnormality on his face.

"Yes, go back and get a good night's rest. Let Huo Zijun accompany Zhen Hao to practice, you won't be ashamed tomorrow!" The little monk put his arm on Zhen Hao's shoulder, and the two of them took the lead in going out.

Guo Beiheng followed silently and didn't say a word, but he was usually like this, and Mo Ghost couldn't tell if he was okay for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he slowed down and walked over to him.

"We haven't opened up the sea of consciousness yet, so if the divine consciousness is injured, you should be extra careful. ”

"Don't worry, it's just that it's overused, and it's much better after taking the pill. ”

Guo Beiheng's eyes looked at the ground, covering the emotions in his eyes, and Mo Ghost couldn't see clearly.

"Then you go back and have a good rest, and you can be the last one to play tomorrow. ”

"Thank you. ”

Mo Ghost retracted his gaze, looked ahead, and returned to Zhang's house side by side with him.

"I'll go back and meditate, and you cultivate. ”

When he arrived at the courtyard, Guo Beiheng put down this sentence and walked straight to his room, he was on the second floor, walking very slowly step by step, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Kongming slapped the back of Mo Ghost's head.

Mo Ghost might as well be startled, turned his head and saw that he looked badly beaten, rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him, "It's nothing." ”

Shen Kongming was bored, and went to Zhen Hao to fight.

"Zhenjun, Guo Beiheng's divine consciousness was injured, but he didn't tell everyone. Shi Qian has been observing everyone in the dark, from Guo Beiheng returning to faint to him returning to his room to meditate, he can see every scene clearly. After sending the shadow jade over, he went to find the bitter face Zhenjun to report.

"Don't worry what they do, you go find some elixirs to restore your senses. Kuyan Zhenjun listened to his return, shook his beard and thought for a long time, but still didn't intervene.

"Zhenjun, Guo Beiheng can't participate in the competition at all, not only is it a matter of losing freely, but also his own injury can't withstand the toss, and his divine sense is not a small problem. Shi Qian listened to his words, with worry on his face, he was really worried about this child, knowing how desperate he was, he really couldn't bear to watch him delay his cultivation for a competition.

"If you don't really experience it, you don't know what it is to lose a big loss because of a small thing, he is still young, and he is still delayed, and what he can learn is not a loss. Kuyan Zhenjun didn't look like his usual giggle at this time, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, "I have a bottle of condensation here, you can take it to him first, and then go to Yunxiao Pavilion to buy enough for a year." ”

"Yes, Mako. Shi Qian took it and sighed in his heart, no matter what, with the condensation dew, there will be no sequelae, and the foundation will be built a year later.

The people didn't know that Guo Beiheng was in dire straits, and went to the arena as usual the next morning.

The first scene was Lin Shuyao, who walked to the ring and glanced vaguely at the place where the Shake Light Faction lounge was located, obviously it was just a glance, but the provocation inside Lin Shumin saw it clearly, and kicked the railing angrily, causing the people around to look at her.

"Xiaoice is getting more and more violent!" The little monk looked at the one-sided beating below, his two hands blocking his eyes, and looking at the bottom through his fingers, "I can't bear to look at it." ”

Lin Shuyao's competition is getting faster and faster every time, and this time it is only half a cup of tea, and he comes back calmly. When he passed by Zhen Hao, he hugged his arms and looked like a queen, "What are you nervous about, fight hard." ”

"Ahem, got it. ”

Zhen Hao touched his head, was he so nervous that he was so nervous? But as soon as he arrived in the ring, holding his jack hammer with both hands, his heart was a lot calmer. Zhen Hao held two hammers in his left and right hands and bumped into each other a few times, which was also his habit, listening to the crisp sound as always, he moved his shoulders to look at the other side.

Everyone in Xiaoyao also knew about his problem, so they were not surprised, but the audience was terrified when they heard it, especially the disciples of the Tongguan faction. Logically speaking, they are also considered to be strong among ordinary monks, but compared to Zhen Hao's physical cultivation, they are instantly slimmer.

The disciple standing on the stage was so frightened that he took half a step back, and later realized that this was the ring, swallowed his saliva, and stood still.

"Game on!"

After listening to the order, Zhen Hao used his spiritual power, and the Dao robe on his arm was gently propped up by him, and he quickly rushed towards the opponent. He was exposed to the wind and sun all day long, his skin was black, and he held two hammers in his hands, which really looked like the king of Hades, and the monks watching the game in the audience did not dare to breathe.

"Why do I think Zhen Hao scared people?" The little monk looked at the majestic Tongguan faction in the past, and now he is well-behaved like a cat.

Mo Ghost didn't say anything, how to say it, it's also a talent to look like this.

"Where did this come from?" Xi Mingtian looked at Zhen Hao under the ring with disgust, this was the type she hated fighting the most.

"I played in the team competition, and I was a physical cultivator, so I don't know if I was an alternate in the singles competition. "Mo Yan still has an impression, but he wasn't outstanding before, could it be that he is hiding his strength?

In front of the rest room of the Wangshan Sword Sect, a disciple in a purple robe stared at Zhen Hao.

"How's the fight?"

Behind him appeared a young man in white, who looked like he had just returned from a match.

"There are newcomers in the MEmu solo competition. ”

"Oh?" the young man in white looked towards the second ring, "Hey, this person looks too hard to mess with!"

"Xiaoyao has been a champion for several times, and Mo Zhiya has not come over, so it is not easy for us to win. ”

"I already knew, do you think Xiaoyao is a vegetarian?" ”

There were many conversations like this, and each sect immediately sent people to collect information about him.

Zhen Hao's appearance was thought of by chance, just to give him a chance to show it, but he didn't expect to make the disciples of the various sects watching the battle talk about it. Xiaoyao has always been the focus of everyone's attention, and a disciple of the solo competition suddenly appeared, and immediately got the attention of the audience.

"Everyone's interest in Zhen Hao is still quite big!" Shen Kongming looked around, as soon as Zhen Hao came on the field, the sight gathered here was much more obvious.

"It's okay, it's okay if the water is muddy. "Mo Ghost is not worried at all, let them guess.

Zhen Hao played more and more smoothly on stage, and in the end, he no longer felt nervous. The monk of the Tongguan faction on the opposite side became worse and worse, his weapon was a mace, and he usually chased others to fight hard, but every time he hit the opposite side today, he felt a shock to his arm, and after such a beating, his entire arm was numb.

From the moment he saw Zhen Hao, the other side had no fighting spirit, and won the battle after a quarter of an hour.

"Okay, good fight!" the little monk walked around.

"No, I don't think he's doing his best. Zhen Hao smiled, he felt that the strength on the other side should be a little stronger.

"Just win, take a good rest, and there will be a team battle later!" Shen Kongming walked over and saw Guo Beiheng still there, "Why haven't you gone up yet?"

"I ······ It's nothing. ”

Guo Beiheng's heart beat faster, he is in a very bad state now, he stabilized his injury after taking the pill yesterday, but when he used his divine sense again, it was a tingling pain, and the most worrying thing still happened. Reason told him that he should tell everyone and replace them with someone else.

But he was unwilling, he had only fought twice, how could he just go back!

He has been training hard for so many years for this opportunity, he has never had a day off, he has worked hard to do tasks, honed his skills, and he has not known how many wounds on his body, all of which have been in vain?

Fight again, fight again!

The strength of the Tongguan faction is not strong, hold on a little longer, and he must say that he will win this battle.

Guo Beiheng took out the knife, and kept convincing himself in his heart, ignoring the uneasiness in his heart, as if this would find a reason for his appearance.

"Game on!"

"What's the matter with him? Shen Kongming looked at the ring strangely.

"How I don't feel right. Mo Ghost's heart jumped.

The first to find out that something was wrong was his opponent's Tongguan faction disciples, originally they discussed, try to fight today, save the state for tomorrow against Kunlun, so in the first two games, when they saw the opponent's strength, they weighed the flaws in deliberately selling, and they must ensure that they will not be injured.

But as soon as he paired Guo Beiheng, he found that this person's state was not right, and he was timid to fight, and his reaction was much slower. This has been tepid for a quarter of an hour, and the opposite side has not yet exerted force.

His mind turned, and his subordinates suddenly exerted force, pointing directly at the opponent's vital point.

Guo Beiheng didn't use his divine sense, his reaction was slow for a moment, he was able to dodge this blow with his instinct, and subconsciously looked at the opponent behind him with his divine sense, just seeing the figure of the other party rushing over, his brain was stinging, and he jumped to the other side of the ring with his left hand covering his head, and his right hand was supported by a knife.

Now the fool also knows that he has a problem, and the disciples of the Tongguan Sect keep chasing after him for a moment, Guo Beiheng saw him coming, blocked him with a knife, and took two steps back.

Seeing the situation, the disciple kicked Guo Beiheng's body.

Guo Beiheng was now in pain and couldn't think, and after being kicked, he turned around on the stage, and the disciples of the Tongguan faction followed closely behind, holding weapons against his body.

"Tongguan Paisheng!"

Not to mention that the audience didn't expect such a result, the disciples of the Tongguan faction didn't expect it, they were stunned on the stage for a long time, and the people who were at ease came up to react, were squeezed to the outside, and were dragged over by their own uncle.

"Uncle..."

"Shh

This disciple followed the direction pointed by his uncle and saw that the faces of all the disciples were not good, and he shut up in amusement. They didn't think they would score today, they earned a point, and An An was stealing fun.