Chapter 928 Even if you lose, you still have honor

After falling off the arena, Rong Xiao just made a little breathing adjustment and rushed to the front of the second group of the arena.

He no longer wants to complain with other outgoing people, how insidious the Hundred Beasts Sect is, how unfair they lost. For him, since failure is a foregone conclusion, then accept it calmly. The most important thing now is to watch Ryoko's game.

On this ring, there are two groups. On one side is Feng Boliang, who is holding a dark scepter, and is fighting with Yan Shilin in an indissoluble manner. On the other side, Ye Shuo joins forces with Yan Xuemeng to fight Feng Juntong. There are winds and sounds in each battlefield, and powerful energy fluctuations sweep like sea tides.

However, compared to the former's stalemate, Ye Shuo's side, although he used the scepter of light, was still beaten to retreat in front of Feng Juntong, who had the "Eye of True".

If this continues, they will undoubtedly lose!

What should I do? Ye Shuo's mind was running rapidly. Is there no way to restrain the eye of reality?

"Xuemeng, you have a flaw again." While Ye Shuo was thinking all his heart, the sound as cold as a ghost and without any emotion sounded behind them again.

Immediately afterwards, a red light passed by, and Ye Shuo watched helplessly. Yan Xuemeng's figure fell in front of him, shrouded in an enlarged blood light.

"Xuemeng!" Ye Shuo screamed in pain. He no longer remembered how many times Yan Xuemeng was hit. This girl was originally the eldest lady of Tianxiao Pavilion, the pearl in the palm of her love that everyone held. She was so noble and weak, and she had never suffered such grievances? And while worrying, what he felt more was his own incompetence.

He couldn't even deal with one girl, nor could he protect another girl, so he could only watch her fight for herself and get hurt for herself.

With such a thing, what capital does he have to love Tingsha?

"Ye Shuo," suddenly, a rapid voice transmission sounded in his mind, almost making him suspect that it was a momentary hallucination. "When the time comes, you must make a quick decision!"

"Xuemeng, what are you talking about?" Ye Shuo immediately sent a message to ask. But Yan Xuemeng neither answered nor looked at him again. She opened the way with the scepter of light and rushed towards Feng Juntong alone.

"It seems you have given up..." Feng Juntong just sneered at this unstrategic behavior. Her eyes could see through all the illusions. Even though Yan Xuemeng planned to attack and create opportunities for Ye Shuo behind her, the spiritual power operation route in her body could never deceive people.

No tactics or disguise will be hidden in front of her true eyes!

Seeing Yan Xuemeng waving the scepter of light, Feng Juntong sneered slightly, without any defense, and his body floated in a flash and hit the empty door exposed on her chest. Based on the feedback of spiritual power, she knew very well that Yan Xuemeng's attack would not be solid, and when she changed her move, this would be the biggest flaw!

"Bang!"

This palm hit Yan Xuemeng hard in the body.

Feng Juntong smiled proudly. But in just a moment, the corner of her mouth, which was proudly pulled, became completely stiff halfway through. At the same time, a trace of extreme shock surged in her eyes.

Her body was completely moved.

And that powerful force of restraint comes from the scepter of light in Yan Xuemeng’s hand!

The sacred and dazzling light locked the two of them at the same time, and also reflected two beautiful faces with different expressions.

"You... actually use yourself as bait?" After a while, Feng Juntong asked this question in a daze.

Her previous judgment was not wrong, and her attack did work. But she did not expect that Yan Xuemeng did not dodge, just because she didn't want to dodge! She also had to use her old moves to tie herself and her together in the moment when she was still in full swing. This is a way to die together!

Although the Eye of True is powerful, it is not omnipotent. All kinds of information about enemy weapons are just because she can see through the enemy's spiritual power. So she knows which move the enemy will use, where they will dodge and where to attack... But no matter how powerful the spiritual treasure is, it is impossible to truly see through people's hearts and the other party's thoughts.

Because of this, she fell into the trap of the other party!

"Ye Shuo, just take advantage of the moment, hurry up!" Yan Xuemeng dragged her weak body and turned her head to shout at Ye Shuo.

At this time, Ye Shuo also understood what she had just said. But winning like this made him feel guilty and hesitated: "But you..."

Yan Xuemeng said anxiously: "I can't bind her for long, hurry up!" After these words, the boundary barrier of the scepter of the light scepter had indeed shrunk a circle, and even the light dimmed a lot.

You can't waste the opportunity Yan Xuemeng created for himself... Ye Shuo gritted his teeth, suddenly took out, shouted loudly, and all kinds of spiritual skills were used together, and they greeted Feng Juntong.

Because the two were too close, Ye Shuo's attack also affected Yan Xuemeng. But she always frowned and forced herself to do so. When she looked at Ye Shuo again, she still smiled strongly at him.

Ye Shuo, you are my first friend outside Tianxiao Pavilion...

I don't want to enter the top ten finals. Since that is your dream, I will try my best to help you realize it...

After the continuous attack, the two girls were dying. Ye Shuo had not forgotten the most important thing, so he jumped up and pressed Feng Juntong's head with a palm.

Erashes her memory today... Let her forget the fragments of the treasure cauldron in my body!

When the soul power invaded, Ye Shuo felt a strong resistance. It seemed that even though he was seriously injured, Feng Juntong still had instinctive repulsion when his memory was violated.

She is from Jiuyou Palace and is strong enough. She doesn't know if there are any hidden means... Ye Shuo dares not be careless at all. Just like those top-level strong men who are beaten to the point of being beaten to a single head and can survive. If it is not erased thoroughly, who knows if she will have any other special means to restore her memory?

In order to strive for peace, Ye Shuo even injected a ray of divine thought into her mind and merged with her soul. If she thinks of herself again in the future, this divine thought will also oppress her thinking and make it impossible for her to recall deeply.

At the moment when the divine thought was completely injected, Ye Shuo felt that Feng Juntong's always cold expression seemed to have undergone a subtle change. When she looked at herself, a different emotion flashed in her eyes. However, Ye Shuo didn't care. Compared to her thoughts, Ye Shuo cared more about the treasure on her - the real eye!

Since she had already done this, the treasures that were close to her eyes could not be let go. Ye Shuo moved his palm down and approached her face. His five fingers increased their strength, and a suction burst out from his palm. Feng Jun's long hair fluttered, his eyes were unstable, and a layer of film that was the size of a fingernail was slightly undulating in her pupils, as if it would fly out of her body at any time.

It's strange, unlike the strong resistance you feel when erasing your memory, this time Ye Shuo faced only the other party's subconscious resistance. It was like raising his finger to touch his eyes, and people would instinctively close their eyes. However, Feng Juntong himself was just standing there stiffly, his eyes were empty and he could not see any pain, and he looked completely at mercy.

Although he was confused, Ye Shuo didn't want to think too much at the moment. He added another suction force in his hand, and his fingertips had already touched Feng Jun's eyelids, intending to completely grab the treasure in his hand.

At this time, Yan Xuemeng also saw Ye Shuo’s plan. She looked back and forth at the two of them and screamed in horror:

"Ye Shuo, don't! The Eye of Reality has merged with her eyes. If you forcefully take it out, she will be blind!"

Ye Shuo didn't care whether a demon girl in Jiuyou Palace was blind or not. But if this was the case, I'm afraid Xue Meng would be very guilty, and he would probably lose this friend. This made him hesitate a little.

"Master, are you blinded by the interests?" At this time, a lazy voice rang in his mind, "This Feng Juntong is a seed contestant carefully cultivated by Jiuyou Palace. If you ruin her here, can Jiuyou Palace give up? This is even more hatred than if you occupy the fragments!"

Qing Xiangxiong... What it said was also reasonable. Ye Shuo pondered and said nothing. Although he killed the Venerable of Jiuyou Palace early, the hatred could no longer be resolved, but it was better to give them an excuse to avenge them in full view of the enemy.

Thinking of this, Ye Shuo let go of Feng Juntong and slapped her head with a palm, watching her eyes close together and fell down straight.

Yan Xuemeng saw it and thought that he had listened to his advice and felt relieved. She suffered severe damage to the battle until now, and manipulating the scepter of light exhausted her physical strength. Now that the battle has finally come to an end, her body fell softly and she also lost consciousness.

"Xuemeng, Xuemeng!" Seeing this, Ye Shuo was anxious and hurriedly held her and lie down slowly. The warm and soft jade in his arms made his mind slightly shake.

The third group.

Huangfu Li had already stood up. Although he was still shaking, he could walk slowly. However, Sikong Sheng on the opposite side was able to struggle like twitching.

The best and the worst have been judged, and the winner has been decided.

Mu Hansha looked at this scene with relief, but did not try to support him.

With the pride of a strong man, he must hope to stand with his own strength and enjoy his own glory like a hero, rather than being helped to the podium like a weak patient.

Huangfu Li walked slowly, and he limped to Sikong Sheng. He smiled faintly, and when he spoke again, his voice was still weak after a long war.

"Young Master, since we have fought all our hearts in this ring, it is no longer so important who loses and who wins."

After this sentence, Sikong Sheng's struggle stopped. But perhaps it was the sequelae of the previous war, at this time, blood bubbles were still constantly emerging from all over his body. At first glance, it looked like a human-shaped pool of blood.

"Ha...it doesn't matter who loses and who wins?" Tugging the corners of his mouth, Sikong Shengkong's confused eyes finally aimed at the focus distance, looking up at Huangfu Li, the person he despised again and again, but now he has to look up. His expression seemed particularly vicissitudes, which was a vicissitudes of trying his best but still losing.

"That's just because you are already the winner... Huangfu Li, are you always standing like this and talking without a pain in your back?"

This is always like this... I always say those hypocritical words, it's just because you already have everything, so you naturally don't have to pursue it anymore. But what about me? Who knows how I feel?

Huangfu Li smiled faintly: "Life is like a battle, who can be the eternal victory general?"

While speaking, he raised his gaze and looked at Mo Gucheng, who was leaning against the wall, and was resting alone at the edge of the field.

Although he was surrounded by a group of chattering admirers, all eager to say something to him, no one dared to really get close to him.

Similarly, his expression was so indifferent and detached. Whether it was absolute victory or the worship of everyone, it seemed that his emotions could not fluctuate. All of this was because his success was taken for granted.

Maybe he is the only one... Huangfu Li smiled bitterly helplessly. The pride of heaven who will always have success and no failure in his life. However, how many people can there be in this world like him?

"After this time, we should have all surpassed our limits. We have won ourselves. Isn't this the greatest victory?"

Through this battle, he has gained a lot of new insights. He is completely sure to reach the peak of the Qi Clan level in a short period of time. Even the Tongtian Realm... The Tongtian Realm, which was once very far away from him, is just around the corner!

"Even if you lose this time, who will look down on you? Now everyone outside the field is looking at you, they are admiring you, and they are cheering for you."

Sikong Sheng's gaze also slowly turned with him. Outside the field, there were indeed a series of comforting smiles, and they were waving to themselves. These praises were not only given to the winner on the other side, but also to themselves, the loser...

In the whole game, perhaps he was the one who interpreted the most thoroughly "even if he lost, he was honorable".

"Opportunities are essential on the road to becoming a strong man, that is, we are essential to each other."

"From the future, let's continue to encourage each other like this and go on together."

Huangfu Li said, showing a gentle smile again. For many years, he hadn't smiled relaxed like this for a long time.

"After so many years, there are only two people who truly regard me as friends."

"One is the North Young Master."

"And the other,"

He bent down slightly and reached out to him.

"It's you."

Sikong Sheng's pupils suddenly dilated.

The audience in the audience also held their breath.

Will Xueyuntang, a famous enemy, really turn enemies into friends after this war?

Huangfu Li just quietly stretched out his hand. The reactions of others did not seem to be important to him. What he cared about was Sikong Sheng's attitude.

Under the attention of the audience, Sikong Sheng was silent for a moment, and finally raised his hand inch by inch.

The blood that flowed from his arms was still falling toward the ground.

Shen Antong and Jiang Caini's eyes didn't look instantly, and even Brother Shu Chong slightly put away his sloppy posture.

But just as the two hands were about to hold each other, Sikong Sheng sneered, raised his hand hard, and opened his hand with a "pop"!

"Huangfu Li, please don't give me hypocritical things here. I don't want to be friends with you. As long as I give me time, I will definitely defeat you!"

Faced with such provocation, Huangfu Li just nodded calmly.

"OK."

"If you have the chance, just play a good match, and I will always accompany you."

The blood mist drifted away, and the gentle light began to sprinkle on them.
Chapter completed!