"The son of luck is destined to be mine. You, lose!"

Every word Xue Xuan spoke was like a poisonous thorn piercing Xiao Lie's heart, making Xiao Lie's face turn pale and his body tremble violently.

He lost, Xiao Lie lost.

As the first arrogant person in the Feilong Domain, the first young person, he is the most powerful person in the world, and he has countless haloes above his head. He has failed. This time he failed in the battle of fate, and he will not have a chance next time.

"I lost, I lost..."

Xiao Lie knelt down on one knee, put his hands on the ground, lowered his head, his pupils shrank uncontrollably, his body was shaking, and his self-confidence was hit hard.

When Elder Shang saw this in the stands, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Lie, please wake up quickly!"

"Xiao Lie, wake up quickly!"

"A warrior is one who goes against the will of heaven. A temporary honor or disgrace is nothing. As long as the belief is still there, sooner or later he can make a comeback and dominate the world."

One sentence, like thunder, exploded in Xiao Lie's mind, causing Xiao Lie's body to tremble violently, as if he was just waking up from a dream, and his originally distracted eyes suddenly regained consciousness.

Suddenly, Xiao Lie broke out in a cold sweat.

Just now, because he lost to Xue Xuan, he couldn't let go and had inner demons. If Elder Shang hadn't reminded him in time to wake him up, I'm afraid he would have suffered a mental breakdown very soon. In serious cases, his martial arts practice might have ended. Totally destroyed.

"Xiao Lie, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. You don't need to take it too seriously. With your talent, you may not be able to surpass Blood Xuan in the future. Keep this in mind!"

Elder Shang said in a deep voice, feeling relieved when he saw that Xiao Lie had regained his consciousness.

"Thank you, elder, for the tip."

Xiao Lie stood up, cupped his fists and saluted, feeling extremely grateful.

Immediately, he turned to look at Xue Xuan, fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, "Xue Xuan, although I lost to you this time, one day in the future, I will surpass you and defeat you. Everything I have lost will be lost sooner or later. Take it back!"

"hehe!"

Xue Xuan smiled coldly and said nothing, but he secretly thought that it was a pity. If Elder Shang had not intervened, Xiao Lie's mind would have collapsed just now, and his martial arts would never recover.

In that case, no one in the younger generation of Donghuang can threaten him.

"In this battle, Blood Xuan wins!"

Elder Shang announced, sighing in his heart, secretly thinking that it's a pity that this time's lucky son will probably fall into the hands of the Evil God Realm.

In recent years, the Evil God Realm has continued to grow, develop faster and faster, and become more and more powerful. Maybe it will really surpass the Feilong Realm. Elder Shang knows very well that the ambition of the master of the Evil God Temple is not ordinary. .

"Unexpectedly, Xue Xuan actually comprehended the third-level artistic conception. I originally thought that they were tied. Xue Xuan, who has comprehended the third-level artistic conception, is probably half a step closer to the Holy Spirit Realm."

"It seems that in this battle of luck, the son of luck is none other than Blood Xuan. Originally, I thought that Lin Xiao also had hope to compete for the son of luck. Now it seems that nine out of ten times, it will be blood Xuan. , the strength shown by Xue Xuan is too strong!"

"That's right, I think so too. In the second game, it doesn't matter whether it's a competition or not. It's just about deciding who comes second. The first place is undoubtedly Blood Xuan."

In the stands, everyone was talking, and almost everyone felt that the son of fate would definitely fall on Xue Xuan.

"The second game, Long Yunfei versus Lin Xiao!"

On the battlefield, putting aside his thoughts, Elder Shang said in a deep voice.

The next moment, Long Yunfei's figure flashed and landed on the battlefield.

"Junior Brother Lin, be careful. Long Yunfei and the Palace Master of Huangji Palace were whispering to each other just now. I don't know what they were talking about. There might be some conspiracy."

Chu Yang reminded that although with Lin Xiao's strength, defeating Long Yunfei shouldn't be a big problem, he always had an inexplicable foreboding feeling in his heart.

"Lin Xiao, no matter what happens, safety is the most important thing. You are the hope for the rise of our Tianjian Sect. Our Tianjian Sect is proud of you."

Jianfei Liudao looked at the twenty-year-old young man in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Lin Xiao had only joined the Tianjian Sect for a few years. He didn't expect that he had already grown to where he is now. I'm afraid it won't be long before he can...

Even he is no longer his opponent.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Chu, Sect Master, I have a sense of discretion in my heart."

Lin Xiao nodded, and immediately his figure flashed and landed on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Long Yunfei and Lin Xiao stood opposite each other, looking at each other with murderous intent in their eyes.

Long Yunfei was the number one genius of Huangji Palace, and Lin Xiao was the person Huangji Palace was deliberately trying to get rid of, so he was naturally full of murderous intent.

As for Lin Xiao, Huangji Palace sent people to deal with him many times, and Huangji Palace was even involved in his father's affairs. He and Huangji Palace had been fighting to the death for a long time, and Huangji Palace wanted to get rid of him, so why did he do it?

If you don't want to, uproot it.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, the two people's eyes flashed, and the next moment, they took action at the same time.

Touch! Touch!

Stomping their feet, the two men rushed out and killed each other.

"Tianfengzhan!"

Long Yunfei shouted low, and the artistic conception of wind around him swept out, cutting the air, bringing out "chichi", a sharp sound breaking through the air. As he slashed out with his sword, the artistic conception of wind quickly condensed, forming a wind blade, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

And out.

"Entertainment!"

Lin Xiao stepped into the void and rushed out quickly. His sword intent was activated and he swung the long sword in his hand. In an instant, he slashed out dozens of sword auras.

Bang! Bang...

Following a series of explosions, the wind blade collapsed directly as the sword energy passed by, turning into energy and shooting out in all directions.
Chapter completed!