"I didn't lose, I didn't lose," Ouyang Bowen was brought back to his ice seat by the Ouyang family, and he murmured like crazy.

Looking at Ouyang Bowen's appearance, everyone was silent. Ouyang Bowen had been destroyed. It was not that his injuries could not be healed, but that his soul was trauma.

Winning and losing are common. No one dares to say that he will never lose in his life's battle. Losing is not scary. What is scary is that he loses confidence and becomes decadent. No matter whether he wins or loses, he must dare to face it. If he wins, he must continue to work hard, not be proud, and always look forward; if he loses, he must dare to face it, and get up from where he falls.

At this time, judging from Ouyang Bowen's appearance, he obviously cannot afford to lose and dare not face his own failure. Such a person will eventually be overwhelmed and forgotten by the world.

Compared to him, Nangong Lie is undoubtedly much stronger. Although he failed, his fighting spirit remains the same. After a disaster, his mood has changed a lot. His cultivation is not only not limited, but has improved a lot.

A battle attracted thought-provokingly. The two dragons of the Ouyang family have always been the pride of their family. I didn't expect that Ouyang Bowen was so poor in his nature and such a genius was ruined like this. Everyone felt sad.

If he could regain his confidence, his cultivation would definitely go further. However, judging from the current situation, it would undoubtedly be difficult to get out of the shadow in his heart.

The losers are always forgotten quickly, and the fierce battle on the round platform attracted everyone's attention. I'm afraid no one is paying attention to Ouyang Bowen's affairs except for the Ouyang family.

After chatting with Liu Yunyan for a while, Ye Xiaofeng turned his gaze again to the round platform. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure. It was the first time Ye Xiaofeng saw the warrior Han Xueshuang.

Now her cultivation level has reached the peak of the eighth level of the innate level. Her opponent is a warrior at the ninth level of the innate level, and the two are fighting on the No. 4 stage.

Ye Xiaofeng did not expect that Han Xueshuang was in the same group as her. At this time, heavy snow was flying on the No. 4 platform, covering this space. Han Xueshuang had a graceful figure, like an elf in the ice and snow. She walked through the flying snow. With a wave of her delicate jade hand, she was blowing out the extremely cold true energy.

Her martial arts and talented fellow practitioners, the attack power combined with the two is not as simple as one plus one. The special domain field, the snowflakes as sharp as a blade, and the extremely cold force all make the opponent busy and don’t know how to deal with Han Xueshuang’s attack.

There is no suspense in this battle at all. It is definitely Han Xueshuang's victory. The domain field of talented people around her has been unfolded, which greatly hindered the opponent's movement ability and attack power.

People who practice martial arts and talented people are undoubtedly the most terrifying. Combining the two, there is no shortcoming at all. If you want to defeat the other party, you can only suppress the other party with absolute power and destroy everything with destruction.

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, the warrior from the Ninth Heaven of the Innate Ninth Heaven was stabbed by an ice blade without any attention, and then he fell into Han Xueshuang's domain field. An ice sword stayed at the opponent's eyebrows, and Han Xueshuang won.

On the No. 1 stage, there was also a scene of strong encounters in the third battle, with Zhang Chongyuan of the Zhang family fighting against Fu Xingyi of Wudang.

The scenes of strong battles always attract everyone's attention. Everyone wants to see the gap between themselves and the top young masters, and who else can win and become the number one person in the younger generation.

Zhang Chongyuan was extremely powerful, like a king who ruled the world. Everything was in his control. Fu Xingyi had a great temperament, like a banished immortal who was demoted to the mortal world, wearing a Taoist robe, with an indescribable elegance.

Zhang Chongyuan's momentum was a powerful oppressive force, and Fu Xingyi's people merged with nature. Zhang Chongyuan's momentum could not have any impact on him, and he completely resolved it.

From the point of view of momentum, neither of them could do anything to each other. This was destined to be a fierce battle. Suddenly, without any signs, the two of them fought each other again. Zhang Chongyuan's whole body was filled with yellow light, as if wrapped in a layer of extremely hard yellow armor, majestic, domineering and arrogant fists swung rapidly, and the whole world was filled with his fists, making people feel unavoidable.

Fu Xingyi was in a heavy punch shadow, like a duckweed in the vast ocean, floating and sinking, freely shuttled through the punch shadow. His steps and movements, there was yang in Yin and yin in Yang, and the yin and yang were combined. As soon as the boxing force arrived in front of him, he completely dissolved the force, using the force to attack Zhang Chongyuan.

The battle at this time was nothing to notice, because both of them were attacking tentatively, Ye Xiaofeng looked at the No. 3 platform, where Liu Yunyan was fighting with a master of the ninth level of the innate realm.

Judging from the aura emitted by this master of the Nine-level innate realm, the other party is definitely not a person who has just entered the Nine-level innate realm, but a person who has been in the Nine-level innate realm for many years. His whole body is smooth and without any discomfort.

On stage No. 3, Liu Yunyan was like a dreamy fairy. She waved her slender jade hand, and countless silk threads burst out from her hand, like a string, stabbing towards her opponent, and condensed into a string-like silk thread that was extremely flexible and sharp, and there were slight hissing sounds in the air.

The innate master, with a knife in his palm, shone brightly in his hand, and slashed hard towards the silk thread that was attacking.

These silk threads are not simple, they are like real strings, with excellent flexibility. However, her opponent is not simple. One knife can't do two swords, and two swords are slashed out continuously. The silk thread that Liu Yunyan attacked the other was cut off. At this time, Liu Yunyan's lively beautiful eyes flashed, as if countless notes were dancing in her eyes, and the long thin lines in her hands danced, and at the same time, there was a real and wonderful music. Sometimes it was lingering, like the gentle eyes of a lover, like the sorrow of parting, and like the anger of an enemy when meeting.

The music fluttered throughout the valley, and many people were immersed in it. Liu Yunyan's music influenced the people who competed on the surrounding round platform. The warrior at the ninth level of the innate realm had a very firm gaze at first, and he showed no mercy. Gradually, as the music sounded, his extremely firm gaze gradually softened, and the attack power was missing a forward momentum, without any stamina, and soft. "Zheng," Liu Yunyan cut the onion and bounced slightly, and the silk thread in his hand vibrated. The energy in the surrounding heaven and earth tumbling violently, and a powerful force condensed out of thin air and hit the chest of the innate master.
Chapter completed!