Wei Yue'er felt guilty.

Although the cancellation of the rest time by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was a situation that no one could have predicted, Wei Yue'er still felt that it was his fault for letting He Zhi fall into such a predicament. Was he too willful just now? He Zhi kept forcing He Zhi to fight with him with all his might.

Wei Yue'er lowered her head, not even daring to look at He Zhi.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. He Zhi smiled at Wei Yue'er and touched her little head.

"But......" Wei Yue'er's eyes were red.

Maybe He Zhi didn't care if he could pass this selection competition of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but Wei Yue'er didn't know this. In the past few days, what Wei Yue'er had seen and heard was the longing of the other scattered cultivators for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Although Wei Yue'er didn't have much contact with the other casual cultivators, when she watched coldly, she could also see the significance of this selection for everyone.

When those casual cultivators were talking, whether they were confident in the selection or not, they could hear that at least each of them was full of desire to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect through the selection!

Since those scattered teenagers are like this, then why is it not the case with He Zhi?

No matter what He Zhi said before, he was still a casual cultivator after all-Wei Yue'er would not have the same misunderstanding as others about He Zhi's identity.

Since meeting He Zhi, Wei Yueer has asked He Zhi more than once about his origin. But He Zhi never mentioned that he had any special background.

Wei Yue'er believes that He Zhi should not lie to her in this regard. Moreover, from He Zhi's understanding of the cultivation realm, Wei Yue'er also believed that He Zhi was an ordinary casual cultivator.

For a casual cultivator, entering the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was always a supreme honor, full of irresistible temptations.

If He Zhi really failed in the selection because of his willfulness today, Wei Yue'er simply didn't know how she would face him in the future.

"Huh...... You don't have to worry about me. Even if I lose the selection, it's not your fault. He Zhi still said to Wei Yue'er with a smile.

His words were not just to enlighten Wei Yue'er to say this, but He Zhi really thought so. In fact, even if Wei Yue'er didn't pester He Zhi to fight with all his might just now, and He Zhi was able to avoid Wei Yue'er's battle, he didn't think that he would be able to pass this selection smoothly today.

Now that Jin Tianhong has decided to tear his face and make a move, then even if Wei Yue'er doesn't make a move, there will still be four or five loose cultivators behind him! They will also force He Zhi to fight with all his might.

Moreover, unlike Wei Yue'er, if they suddenly found a good opportunity like the one just now in the battle, I am afraid they would not be like Wei Yue'er to keep their hands on He Zhi.

Thinking about it this way, He Zhi felt quite lucky. Just when Jin Tianhong decided not to care about face anymore, he ran into Wei Yue'er. Thinking of this, He Zhi couldn't help but turn his head again and glance in the direction of the high platform.

"Is this how your Ten Thousand Swords Sect's inner door selection is 'fair'?" He Zhi did not hide the mockery in his eyes at all, he believed that Jin Tianhong on the high platform had also seen it.

Now that Jin Tianhong has already taken action directly against himself, what else does He Zhi have to scruple about?

He Zhi's gaze was naturally not just Jin Tianhong. Beside Jin Tianhong, several other inner disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also saw He Zhi's eyes.

Several disciples of the Inner Sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were only enraged in an instant.

"Yo, Senior Brother Jin, this kid still dares to provoke!" Several disciples of the Inner Sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect raised their eyebrows, and they all shouted at Jin Tianhong with righteous indignation, looking like they were eager to kill him immediately and teach He Zhi a lesson.

"Hehe, it's just the distant barking of a defeated dog. Leave him alone. He's already lost a game, and he'll continue to lose. When he loses the next three games and is eliminated from the inner door selection, no matter what kind of posture he makes, he is just a clown. At this time, Jin Tianhong looked confident. He smiled at his two junior brothers, but instead calmed their emotions.

Jin Tianhong is naturally confident. The harassment he had just made of He Zhi - in fact, it can't be called harassment anymore. In the blow just now, Jin Tianhong really launched an attack on He Zhi.

Although he made very subtle use of the rules and did not let his soul power really touch He Zhi, or cause damage to He Zhi, the attack that was close at hand was already a posture of attacking with all his strength.

Jin Tianhong's move was almost equivalent to asking He Zhi: Do you dare to ignore me? Do you dare to bet that I won't really attack you?

"He didn't dare. Jin Tianhong thought firmly. Because Jin Tianhong put himself in He Zhi's position, he put himself in He Zhi's position and thought about it.

If he was standing in He Zhi's position and broke into the core area of the Beiyue Sword Sect, facing the soul power attack of the inner disciples of the Beiyue Sword Sect, he dared to bet that the other side would really not attack him?

Perhaps the face of these famous sects is indeed important, but who can understand the thoughts of each disciple? Perhaps the other party will indeed take into account the face of the sect and refuse to really take action to put himself to death. However, who knows if the other side will suddenly be provoked and really take action regardless of it?

Moreover, in this case, even if the other side really killed himself, how much punishment would he receive? At most, it would be nothing more than losing the face of the sect and symbolically going to the wall to think about it for a year or two! And what about himself? That is the price of life!

This bet is too big, but the return is too small! No matter what Jin Tianhong thinks, he feels that He Zhi will never gamble!

Therefore, Jin Tianhong is very sure that since he succeeded once in his move against He Zhi just now, then he will succeed for the second and third times!

Jin Tianhong smiled, and his eyes also looked at He Zhi, and his eyes were full of confidence.

He Zhi and Jin Tianhong's eyes collided in mid-air, and then the two of them retracted their gaze almost at the same time.

Because both sides have understood each other's intentions, and the next tryout match has begun. They don't need to fight with each other anymore, but can once again compete with real guns.

This time, He Zhi's opponent was still a loose cultivator with quite good strength. Although this loose cultivation boy's record and strength are not as powerful as Wei Yue'er, Huo Gongzi, and Qian Gongzi, he is also not a vulnerable fish belly.

And He Zhi's situation at the moment is much worse than when he fought with Wei Yue'er before!

At the same time, He Zhi's strength in Wei Yue'er's hands just now made these scattered teenagers see hope. When this casual cultivator boy faced He Zhi, his eyes always shone like a hungry wolf.

At this time, the whole selection competition was nearing the end. Each of the three final battles has the potential to be a fateful battle. So almost everyone started to fight hard.

The Xiuzhen boy didn't leave the slightest leeway for He Zhi, and launched an attack as if he was fighting for his life from the beginning. At the same time, Jin Tianhong's soul attack also came as soon as the battle began.

He Zhi, who was injured in his left shoulder, had no chance of recovery, and could only barely cope with his opponent's attack.

Moreover, He Zhi's injured left arm seems to have been affected a lot, and he seems to be unable to move during the battle.

After the Xiuzhen boy fought a few moves with He Zhi, he obviously saw the flaw in He Zhi's left arm, and began to attack with all his strength.

He Zhi narrowly and narrowly avoided the young man's attack, and he looked already embarrassed. And at this time, Jin Tianhong made another move.

Similarly, Jin Tianhong still chose a time that was most difficult for He Zhi to parry - when Jin Tianhong made a move, He Zhi himself had just dodged the young man's attack, and his body was still in mid-air, almost in a state where he could not exert his strength.

And Jin Tianhong's offensive came at this moment, and a soul power was still like a bullet out of the chamber, shooting straight towards He Zhi.

He Zhi in mid-air was also as Jin Tianhong expected, and he didn't dare to bet that Jin Tianhong would never attack him. He twisted his body in mid-air with the only strength he had, just dodging Jin Tianhong's attack with his soul power.

However, this also completely exhausted He Zhi's original accumulated strength, and He Zhi, who had lost his strength, completely became a target in mid-air.

And the loose cultivator boy opposite He Zhi was naturally surprised. Although he didn't know why He Zhi writhed strangely in mid-air, he could clearly see that He Zhi's twist just now made him lose his center of gravity, and completely exposed the weakness of his left arm!

That loose cultivation boy was not Wei Yue'er, and he was bent on having a fair and just contest with He Zhi. All he was thinking about at the moment was to win!

Moreover, defeating He Zhi is a supreme honor for him. When the opportunity really appeared in front of him, the young man who was a casual cultivator only felt that the blood all over his body was rushing to the top of his head, and he was almost ecstatic and stabbed out with a sword, slashing straight at He Zhi's left shoulder.

However, to the surprise of this casual cultivator and even Jin Tianhong, He Zhi, who seemed to be powerless in mid-air, suddenly moved again at this time!

It is true that He Zhi in mid-air no longer has the strength to move his body again, but He Zhi's left arm at this time happens to be facing the long sword stabbed by the loose cultivation boy.

In the previous battle, He Zhi had never moved his left arm, as if he had been seriously injured and his left arm could not move. But at this moment, He Zhi seemed to have suddenly recovered! His left arm suddenly swung out, slashing a perfect arc, and accurately pinched the long sword of the young man who was a casual cultivator in his hand.

Fooled! Jin Tianhong and the young man who was a casual cultivator came up with these three words in their minds almost at the same time.

Of course, there are subtle differences in the moods of these two people. Jin Tianhong was shocked and angry, while the loose cultivation boy was angry and frightened.

When he stabbed this sword, because he was sure that He Zhi's left arm couldn't move, he didn't leave himself any room at all. And He Zhi's move was quick and fast, so the loose cultivation boy didn't react at all.

After catching the opponent's long sword, He Zhi did not hesitate at all, and with a twist of his left hand holding the long sword, with a wave, he snatched the long sword of the loose cultivation boy directly from his hand.

"Huh!" Although the loose cultivator knew that he had fallen into He Zhi's trap, how could he be willing to admit defeat? Even if he was dying, he still had to struggle.

So before the long sword was taken off, the loose cultivation boy still desperately turned the long sword, trying to break free from He Zhi's hands.

After the previous series of battles, especially the injury of his left arm in the battle with Wei Yue'er, it was not without impact on He Zhi after all. Under normal circumstances, when the opposite side was like this, the long sword was directly grabbed by He Zhi with his sky-turning hand, not to mention that he was struggling, maybe the moment He Zhi touched his long sword, he was directly shocked back by the mana transmitted by He Zhi through the long sword.

But now, the struggle of the loose cultivation boy touched He Zhi's wounds, so that He Zhi couldn't hold his long sword. After some scramble, the long sword flew out of his hand, and neither He Zhi nor the loose cultivation boy could control it.

Of course, although He Zhi was unable to control the sword, it was still an undoubted victory for him - he had knocked his opponent's weapon flying after all.

The loose cultivator boy was still a little unconvinced. He looked at He Zhi's left hand indignantly—in the battle just now, his struggle not only touched the injury of He Zhi's left shoulder, but also caused the long sword to cut He Zhi's left hand.

At this time, He Zhi's left arm was already stained with blood, and his entire sleeve was stained red. Blood fell drip by drop from He Zhi's fingers, making He Zhi's condition look extremely miserable.

Maybe I'll be able to win him now with my bare hands?" even crossed the boy's mind.

However, looking at He Zhi's still intact right hand, the loose cultivation boy still didn't dare to make another move on He Zhi after all. After all, he himself is a monk who specializes in swordsmanship, and eighty percent of his skills are in swords. Without the long sword, he really didn't have the courage to attack He Zhi again.

Arching his hand to He Zhi, the loose cultivation boy took the initiative to admit defeat and withdrew from the circle where the two were fighting.

He Zhi in the circle couldn't help but sigh softly. With that move just now, He Zhi also used almost all his strength. The current He Zhi is really just an empty shell.

If that loose cultivation boy really had the courage to rush up and make a move, I'm afraid He Zhi would really have to face a bitter battle. After all, He Zhi is not the only opponent he has to face!

However, the loose cultivation boy chose to give up, but gave He Zhi a chance to breathe. Because of He Zhi's game, the pace itself is also very fast. So at the end of this fight, there are still a few more battles going on in the arena.

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