Countless eyes were all looking at the martial arts arena, and after waiting for a while, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the scene inside was revealed, and when they saw the result, an uproar spread.

Luo Tian, lose!

An uproar spread, and everyone turned their heads to each other, Yan Xingzong actually lost three games and three times, and fell directly in the first round, although the opponent is a big sect like the Wuzhen Sect, many people are mentally prepared, after all, the name of the Kunlun Mountain Great Sect is also a bit true.

But when the result really came out, there was still a bald head, which made people a little surprised, how to say that Yan Xingzong was not bad, and Luo Tian was even more famous, and it was reasonable to win a game.

Pity......

Many people shook their heads, the Wuzhen Sect is still the Enlightenment Sect, that kind of strength is undoubted, even if it declines, but not all sects can climb to its head.

"Big brother!"

Everyone in Yan Xingzong looked at Luo Tian, their faces were quite gloomy, they never dreamed that it would be such a situation, they were still ambitious and ambitious before, full of enthusiasm just to let the sect go further, so that the name of Yan Xingzong resounded in the Dao world.

However, there is a glimmer of joy and sadness.

The three battles were not too short, but the emotions they caused felt like a sudden transition between heaven and hell, and the rapid speed was too late to get used to.

In the Yan Xing Sect, a female monk gritted her silver teeth, she did not play, she was very unwilling, but she also knew very well that her words in the mall would only lose faster.

Yan Xingzong, after all, is no match for the Wuzhen faction.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to restrain this emotion, but at this moment, the sad mood was like a flood opening the floodgates, which was a little uncontrollable, and the crystal condensed in her big black eyes, and finally as her long eyelashes moved, the crystal tears rolled down.

Across the face, with a hot temperature, flowing through the corners of the mouth, down the lips, the salty feeling, as if penetrating into the very end of the deep heart.

"Let's go. ”

Luo Tian's face was very calm, although his face was as pale as paper, and he walked a little weakly, but he didn't say anything, just looked at the very sad little junior sister at the end, he paused, touched her head with his palm, and said: I'm sorry.

Then, Yan Xingzong and his party left lonely, and the shadows approached the shadow of the passage, making Xue Ling's pupils tremble when he was watching them leave.

That kind of lonely back is really unforgettable.

The mood fluctuated slightly, Xue Ling closed his eyes, and at the same time, the palm of his hand was slightly clenched, he had a firm belief that such loneliness would never be allowed to happen to the Wuzhen faction.

To go, to come to the end.

The back is as dazzling as the sun, not so lonely and bitter.

..................

Outside the martial arts arena.

Luo Tian walked out with everyone, pushed the care of others, walked to no one alone, looked at the scene of the sea of clouds in front of him, and sat on the lonely rock on the edge of the cliff.

"Lost!"

A touch of pain suddenly appeared on Luo Tianna's face, which had always remained calm, and he put his hands in his hair, then lowered his head and made a low sound.

He was also very affected in his heart, all along, the opponents he met were defeated by him, in the Dao Realm, the name of Yan Xingzong Luo Tian has resounded, and it can be said that it has become the top and most brilliant name of the younger generation in that area.

Facing the starry gaze, Luo Tian was looking forward to a stronger fight, he deeply believed that looking at the Dao Realm, he would also be able to break out of the world, and Luo Tian's name would one day resound throughout the entire Dao Realm, not limited to a corner of the world.

When the opportunity came, Kunlun Jiazi Battle, he was very excited, and with extremely high morale, he took Yan Xingzong all the way through the hurdles, and won the quota for coming to Kunlun Mountain to participate in the competition.

Looking at the many sects of the Fengyun Plan, Luo Tian's blood was boiling, he wanted to go further, take Yan Xingzong further, everyone has a dream, his dream is to engrave the name of Yan Xingzong at the top of the Dao Realm with many senior brothers and sisters.

However, he failed......

Yan Xingzong failed, but he still lost completely, three consecutive defeats, one round, this is the ruthless reality like a naked blow like a steel knife scraping bones, and his blood was instantly extinguished.

In the distance, Xue Ling stood quietly at the end of a path, the sunlight shining out from the bamboo forest, and the fine spots of light hit his body, with a warm atmosphere.

He glanced at the man who was sitting quietly on the lonely rock, pursed his lips, seemed to sigh, and then turned to leave.

The ideal is plump, the reality is skinny, no matter how grand the dream, no matter how passionate the passion, it will eventually be smoothed out by the ruthlessness of reality.

Yan Xingzong's strength is very good, but looking at the entire Dao realm, it is more difficult to reach the top, no matter how good Luo Tian's talent is, but one person will never be able to support a sect.

Moreover, Yan Xingzong, an emerging sect, does not have a background that can be compared with the Wuzhen School, so it is actually a sure thing to sink into the sand and return home.

"The reality is always disappointing, and many times, it's not that you're not strong enough, it's that you're carrying too much and expecting too much from yourself. ”

Xue Ling muttered, and his figure gradually disappeared into the shadows in the bamboo forest.

Expectation and despair often run through a life where the heart is higher than the sky and the life is thinner than the paper.

..................

Xue Ling returned to his residence, and then took some things and walked towards the bamboo building of Yuxu Zhenren, the other competitions in the martial arts arena continued, he left alone, wanting to go to see Li Xue, he got the inheritance of the Medicine King, and there was a thousand golden immortals in his hand, it was likely to be of great help to see Li Xuezhen's situation.

Lu Feiyang and others watched other competitions on the martial arts arena, and of course some people left, and Jun flashed without regrets, and he didn't know where he wanted to hang out.

The competition on the martial arts field continues, the second group of the Wuzhen faction is promoted, the competition of other teams continues, and the five promotion teams in this group will be decided today, and the first group is in the other direction, and the competition is also quite intense.

Time passed little by little, and when the sun was setting, the promotion places in the second group were finally settled, and Lu Feiyang left with everyone and returned to his residence.

"Rest well, everyone, tomorrow's battle will not be so easy. ”

Lu Feiyang said to everyone, if they want to win tomorrow, the fierce competition is self-evident, and the strength of the opponent is quite strong.

Thor Pavilion.

is also a great sect of Kunlun Mountain, it is definitely a rather tricky opponent, and almost all the monks of the opposing sect are tall and big, naturally exuding a fierce deterrent, that kind of powerful sense of power, no one dares to underestimate it.

The Thunder God Pavilion is mainly based on physical body cultivation, and the physical strength of each disciple is strong and abnormal, because of the special system, good physical conditions, and the unique martial arts of the Thunder God Pavilion, it can be said that the disciples of the Thunder God Pavilion have quite terrifying combat effectiveness.

And although they are large, they all look rough men, and their huge size often loses the advantage of mobility, strength and speed, just like a fish and a bear's paw.

But the Thunder God Pavilion has a long history, and it has developed from that distant time, taking the road of the majestic flesh, and gradually began to recognize the shortcomings of speed and flexibility from the very beginning, and now this problem has been solved excellently.

Thunder God Pavilion has a very good body martial arts, it is a compulsory skill for disciples, in order to solve the problem of mobility, Thunder God Pavilion has spent a lot of thought, so now it seems that those rough men are five big and three thick, a little clumsy and clumsy, but if you underestimate it because of this, think that you can play it, that kind of result may be a tragedy to be beaten into meat sauce.

"Thunder God Pavilion, a good opponent. ”

Xue Ling also learned about tomorrow's battle opponent, looking at the bright moon in the sky, there was a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Rest well. ”

Lu Feiyang stood beside Xue Ling, and the two looked at the brilliance of the bright moon, and then returned to the residence together.

A quiet night.

When the popularity surged again on the martial arts arena of the Dao Yi Sect, today's battle also kicked off, and the people of the Wuzhen Sect entered from the entrance of the martial arts arena and went directly to their positions.

A moment later, a group of tall and eye-popping strong men walked out of another passage, and their majestic posture seemed to be extremely oppressive.

When I saw the Wuzhen Sect and the Thunder God Pavilion appear, there was also a burst of noise in the stands of the martial arts arena, as the great sect of Kunlun Immortal Land, it finally began to collide today.

Yesterday, the Kunlun Seven Absolute were all against other sects, showing quite good strength, although the word other sects also have strong strength, according to the facts, Kunlun Mountain, as a cultivation immortal land, rooted here Kunlun Seven Uniques, is definitely quite a fierce existence.

Although that kind of edge has been restrained on weekdays, so that people have gradually forgotten the glory of this ancient sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, if they shine, no matter how long the years are and how the history has precipitated, that kind of majesty is still not something that any sect can provoke.

When the strength of the Kunlun Mountain sect was shocked, people were also looking forward to the collision of these big sects, they had not seen the Kunlun Jiazi War before, but now that they can see it, that expectation is naturally self-evident.

And today, it is the first battle where the seven major sects of Kunlun Mountain have begun to fight.

The Wuzhen faction fights the Thunder God Pavilion.

Looking at the two sect members who gradually walked into the martial arts arena, people's blood was also quietly boiling, and they saw the two sects politely to each other, and then separated, and finally the exciting moment came.

The first one begins.

On the side of the Thunder God Pavilion, Long Aotian walked directly into the ring, and then glanced at the Wuzhen faction, stretched out his palm, and hooked an index finger.

The provocation is full of meaning.

"This guy just owes a beating!"

Jun Wuregret said with an unhappy face.

"Then you go up and beat him down. ”

Xue Ling looked at Jun without regret and said.

"Okay, look at my ...... Ahem, ouch, suddenly my stomach hurts, you wait first, I'll go back to ......"

Jun Wuregret first looked high-spirited, and Xue Ling was shocked when he saw it, Long Aotian was the strongest person in the Thunder God Pavilion, and Jun Wuregret was most likely beaten when he went up, this guy really had courage. But then Xue Ling was speechless......

"I'll do this one!"

Xue Ling said, and Long Aotian's physical body is said to have reached a metamorphosis level, and he really wants to try how strong it is.

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