"In the third game, Wuguangdao people won!"

When he heard this, Lou Cheng didn't feel wrong, and put his mind more on examining his own emotions.

Every defeat overshadows him, and this one is no exception.

Although he injured the enemy and made the opponent consume a lot, and initially completed the strategic purpose, Lou Cheng always felt that he should be able to do a little better and last a little longer, and he shouldn't be defeated like this!

To be honest, it was the first time he had encountered a similar enemy, and he used to joke that whoever had a low sense of existence was like having a special ability, but it turned out that there was such a thing in the world, and the people of Wuguang Dao were the best among them!

All the information about him has inadvertently overlooked this crucial point, making people think that he really just doesn't have a strong sense of existence, and once he encounters it, he will immediately suffer a big loss:

If you are slightly distracted, even your opponent will forget and make the wrong target of attention!

If it weren't for Lou Cheng's ability to foresee danger, I'm afraid that today's battle would have been quite brittle and quite tragic!

"It's okay five...... What the people of the Five Light Dao cultivate is not the mastery of the dark part and the dead department, otherwise I am afraid that it will be even more terrifying and unpredictable......" Lou Cheng secretly rejoiced, restrained his thoughts, and planned to clearly record this matter in a small notebook, and read it often, so as not to forget it again.

"Whew, thank you seniors for your advice. He exhaled turbid air, saluted the Shangqing Sect Sect, who was on the same level as his master, and turned around and returned to the edge of the cliff where the Dragon and Tiger Club was located.

"Oops, why did you lose!" "The long night is coming" Seeing this, Yan Xiaoling slapped her thigh and posted a message on the forum.

It feels like it's over before you can figure out who the enemy is......

I don't have a strong sense of regret......

It's like never playing this game......

Similar thoughts also flashed in the minds of Yan Zheke, Cai Zongming and others, they seemed to have watched a fake game, and as for the people of Shangqing Sect, they set their sights on the next opponent.

At this time, the "ghost king" Ning Zitong had already stood up, his skin was fair and delicate, his black hair was elegantly coiled, and he was slightly mixed-race in the atmosphere and glamorous, which was extremely eye-catching, and he couldn't tell that he was in his forties at all.

She was wearing a loose navy blue martial arts uniform, covering her beautiful figure, and walked over to Lou Cheng, bowing her head slightly, greeting her.

Lou Cheng nodded in response, instinctively clenching his fist, which could be regarded as encouragement.

After passing with Ning Zitong, he returned to the away team's seat, "Dragon King" Chen Qitao glanced at him calmly, neither disappointed nor happy, and quickly turned his attention to the third game of the battle that was about to start, Guo Jie frowned and thought while reminiscing bitterly, as if there were too many questions that had not been figured out.

Lu Yan coughed and said with a straight face: "It's okay." ”

Is this praise or praise? Lou Cheng sat down on the futon next to him and took his ring and mobile phone.

He originally wanted to send a message to the little fairy first, sharing the special abilities of the Five Light Dao people, but who knew that the electromagnetic disorder at the scene actually distorted the signal near the ground, so he had to give up for the time being, put away the equipment, and wait for the outbreak of the battle between Ning Zitong and the Five Light Dao people like everyone else.

Something seems to have been forgotten...... Lou Cheng frowned slightly, and even heard the referee's "start" sound, so he stretched his expression and watched the game intently.

At this moment, due to the previous relationship of "Heavenly Thunder Ploughing the Earth", the home layout of the Shangqing Sect was completely damaged, and only the occasional stride electrocution area and a slightly frenzied magnetic field atmosphere remained.

Ning Zitong majored in "Shadows", and her fighting style was very different from that of other Waigang in the Dragon and Tiger Club.

Its posture is wonderful, its speed is erratic, it is not like a ghost, but like the blood clan in Western legends!

Soon, a strange scene was formed in the venue where Ning Zitong was chasing the Wuguang Dao people and the electromagnetic long sword was chasing her, but she relied on the advantage of her body and ignored the latter's attack at all, insisting that Qingshan would not relax, and locked on to the opponent who would be forgotten if she was not careful.

The sword light dances, the figure is vertical and horizontal, and the real beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow!

Two former title powerhouses, one has bizarre moves, varied, swaying fiercely, and the other is fierce and domineering, mainly pounding and pumping, and they are on a par with each other.

But after a while, the Wuguang Dao people who were traumatized and consumed a lot fell behind, and Ning Zitong started a grappling with ethereal steps, always being able to flash the peripheral "flying sword" attack in time between the lightning and fire, so that the opponent almost hit the manipulator himself several times.

"It's worthy of being a ghost king......" Lou Cheng looked at it with relish, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The method of "Glimpse of Floating Light" really needs to major in "Shadow" in order to be brought into full play.

"The strength of the Five Light Dao people in hand-to-hand combat is not bad, and the Thunder Department is quite pure, no worse than the ability of the sword and the lack of presence......"

"You have to write it down so you don't forget it...... By the way, what about the small notebook that I said before......"

"Hey, Sister Ning's claw is really ......"

"The vicious 'dark part' is like a work of art in her hands......"

"Hey, it's five...... The Guangdao people refused to cooperate, and always interrupted at critical moments, so that the most brilliant place could not be presented. ”

"What's going on with this old man, it's so much of an eyesore and affects Sister Ning's ......"

"It's fine if you don't have him......"

Similar thoughts flashed in the hearts of many viewers, perhaps because of the fact that Qianfu pointed out that he died without a problem, the people of Wuguang Dao gradually lost their support, and after another big battle, they finally lost to their opponents.

And the "Ghost King" Ning Zitong is not intact, the navy blue martial arts uniform has several cracks and holes, and you can see the blackened skin and flesh inside.

In addition, a sword mark spread from her right vest to her neck, leaving a hideous wound and bright blood.

This did not destroy her image, but added a bit of wild and bewitching beauty to her, which made Lou Cheng think of words similar to "Bloody Mary".

"In the fourth game, Ning Zitong won!"

The referee's voice was in his ears, and Lou Cheng's eyes moved to the seat of the Shangqing Sect, and saw Peng Leyun, who was dressed in a white robe, without moving his hands or feet, and stood up straight and straight by relying purely on the strength of his waist.

He still had fresh short hair, and the essence of his eyes was converging, and he was engrossed, as if countless lightning bolts were shooting down from the Nine Heavens one after another.

Step by step, his only remaining thoughts quickly converged, and the aura around him became fierce, as if there was a very destructive thunder hidden in it.

There is yang and there is yin, there is life and death, and the thunder produced by yin and yang has both the meaning of righteousness, germination, and awakening of all things, as well as the sense of destruction, destruction, and punishment on behalf of heaven, at this moment, Peng Leyun fully embodies the latter.

His body became darker and darker, reminding Lou Cheng of his "ice spirit" that symbolized the boundless darkness of the universe, but the other party was closer to death, close to extinction, like the end of everything.

"Huh......" Lou Cheng frowned and whispered.

That doesn't feel normal...... It's not the same as the previous Taoist priests......

Suddenly, Lu Yan next to him sighed:

"Forbidden Ministry, Shangqing Chapter ......"

"......" Lou Cheng looked sideways and blurted out in surprise, "He can learn so quickly?"

"Enlightenment ......" Lu Yan corrected it, and then shook his head slightly, "The inheritance of the sect is still a little different from ours, if you want to participate in enlightenment, you should accumulate enough merits first." ”

"Hmm......" Lou Cheng asked thoughtfully, "Then why five...... He's in charge......"

"Do you think that 'ten thousand thunders are together, wash the earth' trick popped up by himself? It's just that he combines it well with his own exercises, and he can't see it. Lu Yan snorted.

Lou Cheng was stunned for a few seconds and then said:

"Do you remember that?"

If it wasn't for the other party, I almost couldn't remember it!

Hearing this, the muscles on Lu Yan's face suddenly twitched.

He looked ahead and said inaudibly:

"The worst battle I lost was the first time I met the five-light ......"

"How could it not be remembered. ”

"I remember it very strongly. ”

"I remember it all. ”

......

You don't have to stress it so many times...... Lou Cheng glanced at Lu Yan curiously, muttered to himself, then restrained his thoughts, put aside his distractions, and set his sights on the last battle, the battle that was about to determine the real winner.

The referee took a step back, and after Peng Leyun and Ning Zitong were in place, he raised his right arm, exhaled and said:

"Let's go!"

PS: A book that a friend kindly recommends, "The Ferryman of Heaven", Spiritual Text, The Corpse Collector.