Winning or losing is a common thing, no one dares to say that they will never lose a battle in their life, it is not terrible to lose, what is terrible is to lose confidence and go down, whether you win or lose, you must dare to face it, if you win, you must make persistent efforts, you must not be proud, and your eyes will always look ahead; if you lose, you must dare to face it, and you will get up from where you fall.

At this time, judging from Sima Xuanwu's appearance, it is obvious that he can't afford to lose, and he doesn't dare to face his own failure, such a person will eventually be submerged and forgotten by the world.

Compared to him, Duanmu Jilong is undoubtedly much stronger, although he failed, but his fighting spirit is still the same, he has experienced a catastrophe, his mood has changed a lot, and his cultivation has not only not been restricted, but has improved a lot.

A battle is thought-provoking, the Shuanglong of Yuanhe Sect (Sima Xuanwu and Sima Chongwu) has always been the pride of their sect, I didn't expect Sima Xuanwu to be so poor in heart, such a genius was ruined like this, and everyone felt sad in their hearts.

If Sima Xuanwu can regain his self-confidence, Xiuwei will definitely go one step further, but looking at the current situation, it is undoubtedly difficult to get out of the shadow in his heart, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The loser is always quickly forgotten, and the fierce battle in the ring has attracted everyone's attention, and Sima Xuanwu's matter, I'm afraid that no one is paying attention except for Yuan Hezong's accident.

After chatting with Yang Liuqing for a while, Yuwen Zhouyuan General turned his gaze back to the round platform, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure, this person was none other than his senior brother Zhan Mengbai.

Zhan Mengbai's opponent is a half-step true self realm monk, and the two are fighting in the Yuzi ring.

Yuwen Jooyuan didn't expect Zhan Mengbai to be in a group with him.

At this time, the snow was flying in the Yuzi ring, enveloping this space, and Zhanmengbai's posture was chic, like an elf in the ice and snow, walking through the snow, and with a gesture, it was an extremely cold aura.

Zhan Mengbai's true cultivation has reached the peak of his true self, but in order to ensure that he is promoted to the true king stage, he has been banned in his body and sealed his cultivation to a half-step true self state.

Although his cultivation is limited to a half-step true self, because of the special exercises practiced by Zhan Mengbai, especially the dual spiritual roots of ice and fire in his own body, he is extremely sensitive to the power of ice.

There was no suspense at all in this battle, it was definitely a dream for nothing, and he used the geographical advantage to manipulate the power of the cold, which greatly hindered the opponent's ability to move and attack.

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, the half-step True Self Heaven monk was stabbed by an ice blade without noticing, and then fell into Zhan Mengbai's attack, an ice sword stayed at the center of the opponent's eyebrows, and Zhan Mengbai won.

In the Tianzi Ring, there was also a scene of strong and strong encountering in the third battle, Che Jian'an of the Soul Refining Sect fought against Wu Yueheng of the Jade and Palace.

The scene of strong battles always attracts everyone's attention, and everyone wants to see the gap between themselves and the top masters of the younger generation, and who else can win and become the first person of the younger generation.

Che Jian'an is incomparably powerful, like a king who reigns over the world, everything is under his control, Wu Yueheng's temperament is dusty, like an immortal who has been relegated to the mortal world, wearing a Taoist robe, with indescribable chic.

Che Jian'an's momentum is a powerful oppressive force, and Wu Yueheng is integrated with nature, Che Jian'an's momentum can't affect him at all, and all of them are resolved by him.

Judging from the momentum, neither of the two can help anyone, and this is destined to be a fierce battle.

Suddenly, without any warning, the two fought together again, Che Jian'an's body was filled with earthy yellow light, as if wrapped in a layer of hard earthy yellow armor, majestic, domineering and arrogant fists waved rapidly, and the whole world was filled with his fists, making people feel that there was no way to avoid it.

Wu Yueheng was in the shadow of a heavy fist, like a leaf of duckweed in the ocean, floating and sinking, shuttling freely in the shadow of the fist, his pace, his movements, there is yang in yin, yin and yang in yang, yin and yang are combined, those fists were all dissolved by him as soon as they arrived in front of him, and they attacked Che Jian'an with the help of force.

At this time, the battle was not interesting, because both of them were attacking tentatively, and Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the Xuanzi Ring, where Yang Liuqing was fighting with a half-step True Self Realm master.

Judging from the aura emanating from this half-step true self realm master, the other party is by no means a person who has just entered the half-step true self, but a person who has been entering for many years, with a smooth aura all over his body, without a trace of unhappiness.

In the Xuanzi ring, Yang Liuqing was like a dreamy fairy, her slender jade hand waved, and countless silk threads burst out from her hands, like strings, stabbing at the opponent, condensed into strings, the silk threads were extremely flexible and sharp, and there were faint hissing sounds in the air.

The half-step true self master, with his palm instead of a knife, the light in his hand was brilliant, and he slashed towards the attacking silk thread.

These silk threads are not simple, they are like real strings, with excellent flexibility, but her opponent is not simple, one knife does not work twice, two knives are cut out continuously, and Yang Liuqing's silk thread attacking the opponent is cut off.

At this time, Yang Liuqing's smart eyes flashed, as if there were countless notes beating in his eyes, and the long thin line in his hand danced, and at the same time, there was really beautiful music.

The music is sometimes lingering and compassionate, like the tender eyes of a lover, like the sorrow of parting, and like the anger of an enemy when they meet.

Throughout the valley, the music fluttered, and many people were intoxicated by it, and Yang Liuqing's music affected the people competing in the surrounding ring.

The half-step True Self Realm monk, at first, his eyes were extremely firm, and he shot mercilessly, but gradually, as the music sounded, his incomparably firm gaze gradually softened, and there was a lack of indomitable momentum in his attack power, without any stamina, soft.

"Zheng ......" Yang Liuqing shaved the same fingers, flicked slightly, the silk thread in his hand vibrated and rose, the energy in the surrounding heaven and earth churned violently, and a majestic force condensed out of thin air, and suddenly hit the chest of this half-step true self master.

"Bang!" The monk flew out upside down and smashed to the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he knew that he had lost, just now Yang Liuqing left his hand, only let him suffer a little minor injury, otherwise once he was seriously injured, I am afraid that in this round, there is no way to participate in the challenge.

Seeing Yang Liuqing's attack methods, Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and said: "The music rhythm attack is really invisible, making people unguardable, if it is combined with powerful music, I am afraid it will really be invincible." ”

"Strictly speaking, the attack power of the Yunxia Sect's martial arts is the highest, and no sect can compare to the Yunxia Sect, but their physical bodies are relatively weak, if they meet a person with extremely strong willpower, I am afraid she will fall into disadvantage. Xingluoye behind Yuwen Zhouyuan said.

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled faintly and said, "The attack power of your Fengwu Sect's martial arts is not weak. "I see that your two factions have some things in common in martial arts, is there any relationship between your two sects?" this sentence was asked jokingly by Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Xingluoye was silent for a while, and only after a moment did he say: "Yuwen Daoyou, at that time, our two factions were one sect in ancient times, but in the end they split up, and our ancestor and the ancestor of the Yunxia Sect are senior sisters. ”

"I see, it's no wonder that the exercises and spells you cultivate have something in common, but I think that if you can fuse them, I'm afraid it will be even more powerful. Yuwen Juyuan said.

"What you said is not wrong, the exercises of our Yunxia Sect and Fengwu Sect were originally created by one person, it can be said that it belongs to the technique of joint attack, if the two factions can work together, I am afraid that the overall strength will increase by more than four or five times, and compared with those big sects, it is not inferior, but it is too difficult to merge the two factions into one. Yang Liuqing didn't know when she had returned to her ice seat, and her voice was like a hundred birds singing, which was extremely beautiful.

"Hahahaha, it's up to you, you two handle your relationship first, and when you take charge of the sect, try your best to complete it, I don't think it's a big deal. Yuwen Juyuan said with a smile.

The two women didn't speak again, reminiscing about Yuwen Joowon's words.

The older generation masters of the two factions around glared at Yuwen Zhouyuan fiercely, full of warning.

Seeing this situation, Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled faintly, judging from the attitude of these people, there is a great contradiction between the two factions, I am afraid that it will be too difficult to make the two factions one, but if you really want to do it, you can still do it, as long as you work hard, your hard work will pay off, and you will definitely be able to succeed.

"Boom. A loud noise made Yuwen Zhouyuan turn his attention to the Tianzi ring again, at this time, the battle between Che Jian'an and Wu Yueheng had reached a white-hot stage, it must not be said that the power of the top masters of the younger generation was powerful, and the two of them were full of momentum, as if they had turned into two giant dragons, dancing in the air.

Although the two have not yet grown up, they have already initially acquired the demeanor of a hegemon.

In the Tianzi ring, the momentum is rolling, Che Jian'an's attack is domineering and powerful, each blow has a rock-breaking momentum, like the roar of the sea, as if the mountains are collapsing, Wu Yueheng is natural, stepping on inexplicable footwork, holding the yang with his left hand, negative yin with his right hand, yin and yang are blended, there is quite a peaceful atmosphere of the sky falling, and Che Jian'an's attack turned invisible.

"Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!" Che Jian'an roared, his long hair danced wildly, his robe hunted, and his earthy yellow true qi turned into armor, like an immortal god of war, his hands swiped in the air, like the traces of the avenue, causing inexplicable fluctuations, and suddenly two rays of light burst out in his eyes, and a wave of energetic frenzy was set off in the ring, and his right hand clenched his fist and hit it fiercely.

"Whoop......" A tiger roar came, the sound waves rolled, and the front of his right fist condensed except for a huge earth-hung colorful tiger head, the condensed tiger head, the hair was like a steel needle, the teeth were like daggers, the mouth was open and rushed out, majestic, and the momentum shocked the Quartet.

Che Jian'an's punch seemed to be able to pierce the sky and destroy Cangshan, as if this punch could not be stopped at all, and the people around him felt palpitations and didn't know how to resolve this punch.