For all the non-Crane Tower medal-winning contestants, Sixiang Tower is more like a lively place that has nothing to do with them.

If you walk into the Sixiang Tower, see the images hanging in the air, see the contestants stepping on the clouds, surrounded by fairy energy, and then look at the monks who are flocking to the front desk, either discussing or throwing money, you will feel a bit ridiculous hustle.

These monks may be more concerned about the winners and losers of the players they bet on than they are about the players themselves.

But the most interesting thing is that if the bettor is standing in front of them, these monks don't necessarily care.

Someone walked into the Four Elephants Building.

He's not the kind of person with a strong presence and barely notices anyone.

He just walked leisurely on the first floor, without the slightest intention of participating in the hustle and bustle.

As he passed by Gu Niyun's image, he stopped, raised his head, and stared at the image.

Once upon a time, there were many, many images on the first floor of the non-crane tower, and they were all kept at the same height. As the game progressed, they gradually widened the gap.

There are sixteen images at the top, each of which is full of thousands of green clouds, covered in infinite golden threads, like a god, and looks powerful and majestic.

This is the new Sixteen Sons of Tianyuan, the most outstanding genius of the contemporary era in the Wu Realm.

Underneath each person's image is a smaller video to show their best performance, which was in a match that just ended. This is a collection of highlights selected by Sixianglou for this competition, showing their brilliance to everyone.

In Gu Niyun's brilliant clip, she has a brief confrontation with her opponent. She stared at her opponent with a complicated look in her eyes.

The person watching the video knew what she was thinking.

She doesn't love the person opposite her, and she hasn't even met him much. But she hated this man.

Hate him for making matters worse, hate him for letting her sink deeper into the mire when she was at her hardest.

But she must have had a hard time saying it was his fault, and it was hard to say that she hated him because she really cared about it.

She may vaguely know it, but what she can't and doesn't want to face is that what she really resents is actually herself.

The incompetent, at the mercy of others, unable to resist himself.

The person watching the video looked away, and happened to look at the scene next to him where Shen Huaiyan smashed Xiang Lingbo's aura with a sword.

His eyes were on there, but the person had been standing under Gu Niyun's image, casually thinking about what no one knew.

- Maybe it's because it's none of his business, in short, he has never cared about the divorce of the two like Gu Niyun. Whatever the Qi family says, he will do it, not at the mercy of others, just because he doesn't care.

He didn't care about getting engaged, he didn't care about marrying a completely strange nun as a Taoist couple, and naturally he didn't care about getting out of the marriage, and he didn't care what it would be like for that nun to be like.

Even now, he doesn't care at all - even if he loses to his ex-fiancée.

But he still cares a lot about the "losing" itself. That's what he really cares about.

He originally thought that the sixteen sons of Tian Yuan were the things in his hands and could be captured.

It turned out that he was overconfident in himself.

But it's also a good thing, because it means he sees his own shortcomings, and that will eventually translate into motivation.

Qi Zuorong raised his head leisurely, slowly walked away from Gu Niyun's image, and walked through the hall again.

He passed by many images along the way, many of which were figures standing at the top. Almost on a rampage, he swept through all the highlights.

Not every collection and every image has someone, more people have seen it once and left, and if they really want to study it, they will buy the highlights of Sixianglou.

In fact, Qi Zuorong also bought it, but it feels different in different places.

And there's one place that never gets deserted.

Qi Zuorong walked there and raised his head to look up at the highlights with the silent onlookers.

If anyone looks at the faces of these people, they will be amazed.

Most of these people are also at least the contestants who have made it to the second round, there is no shortage of finalists, and there are even a few images floating at the top of this hall!

But the expressions on their faces were unbelievably similar, as if they had been carved out of a mold.

It was a complex look of shock, sighing, disbelief, ashamed and unwilling to admit it so easily.

That was the look of both Shengyu and He Shengliang.

Qi Zuorong understood the complicated emotions behind this expression. Because he's exactly the same.

The pale face, but the young man with clear eyes and a resolute expression held Qingfeng in his hand, and the light in his hand was so strong that his whole person seemed to be a god in myths and legends, embracing the sun and the moon and shining on the heavens!

Anyone who sees such a scene can't help but feel a sense of awe and subconsciously suspect that he is invincible.

Every monk asks himself, can you defeat a monk, can you defeat the gods, can you overcome the divine channel, can you overcome the sun's radiance?

Even if you stand in front of this collection through images, time and space, even if you think and think about it repeatedly, when you see this sword again, the people standing here still have the same reaction as they did at the beginning—that is their most real and heartfelt reaction.

Can't take it.

No one wants to admit that they are powerless, and no one who considers himself a genius is willing to admit that he is nothing in front of a true genius, let alone that he is difficult to surpass.

But if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit it, and if you don't want to accept it, you have to accept it, and you don't have to admit it, and you don't have to accept it.

If you still have a strong heart, then you have to accept it.

Therefore, although it is difficult to accept, they can still accept it quickly after they have mixed feelings, which is a necessary quality for a strong heart!

But...... In no way does it include –

A slender, delicate eyebrow razor that can appear directly on the dresser of any sophisticated girl, glowing with an intoxicating hazy and dreamy luster, like a gentle, poetic lantern in the red blowing red on the ground after the spring night rain hits the begonias.

No matter where it appears, it will touch the warmest corner of people's hearts.

But it should never be here!

It should never be in front of this sword that is as clear as the sun and the moon!

The lantern greets the sun, and the light embraces the daylight.

The most ridiculous and unbelievable scene has appeared!

The light tore through the daylight, the poetic step on the gods to come to the world, that little crimson as if surrounded by the sun, flying up and down in that magnificent light, it does not seem to be tearing the daylight, but like dancing, the glory of the opponent is willing to crown it!

From the blazing to the quiet, it seems like a few decades, but in fact, the person who looks at the image only breathes once.

There is nothing as clear as the sun and the moon, leaving poetry in vain.

This is not a stage, this is clearly a stage!

It's obviously a stage for two people, but it seems like a performance by only one person.

As soon as the image went black, the highlights were screened from the beginning, and the beautiful nun raised her head slightly, and eighty-one streamers weaved into a net......

Not a word was said from the people in front of the image, and no one left.

They waited silently and absentmindedly for the image to re-show the sword that was as clear as the sun and the moon, while silently and absentmindedly pondering their messy thoughts.

How is this acceptable?

How can this be accepted?

Who can accept this?