When Yu Wen Zhouyuan reacted, Xing Luoye's figure on the ring disappeared, the flying petals also disappeared, and he was the only one left in the entire ring.
Yuwen Zhouyuan turned around and looked around, only to see that Xing Luoye had returned to his seat. The veil had covered her peerless face. She left the round stage earlier. It was obvious that Yuwen Zhouyuan had won. Although he could win,
But this battle really made Yuwen Zhouyuan feel uneasy.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was thinking about how he was so bold just now and dared to take off the veil of a girl. Is my curiosity really that serious?
"What's going on? What happened just now?" The spectators under the ring were discussing.
"Xing Fairy actually gave up on her own initiative. What happened just now?"
Everyone in the stands saw Xing Luoye returning to his seat first, and their hearts were full of questions. What was going on? If they knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan had seen the face of the fairy in their hearts, I am afraid that his saliva would be able to turn Yuwen into a
Zhou Yuan drowned.
The arena was full of flowers just now, and it was impossible to see what happened. This incident was deeply remembered in everyone's minds, and they were all thinking that they must figure it out.
Yuwen Zhouyuan moved his body and returned to the stand. He looked at Xing Luoye apologetically, then sat on his ice seat, then closed his eyes and entered the practice. He smiled bitterly in his heart and looked at the woman.
The result of the child's appearance was a slap in the face.
Yang Liuqing's eyes flashed as she thought about the battle between Xing Luoye and Yu Wen Zhouyuan. She knew Xing Luo Ye's strength, and she could also guess one or two of Yu Wen Zhouyuan's strength. She originally thought that Xing Luo Ye's strength was
Ye is not Yuwen Zhouyuan's opponent, but Xing Luoye is fine now, and looking at Yuwen Zhou's current state, he is clearly doing exercises to heal his injuries.
I don’t know what is going on.
Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan had entered a state of cultivation, the people around him did not disturb him anymore and waited silently for Yuwen Zhouyuan's recovery.
At this time, the battle in the arena had reached its most intense stage. After more than two hours, the winner of the fourth battle on the five arenas had been decided. They had all entered the fifth battle.
Fierce battles passed during Yuwen Zhouyuan's training time. When he completely repaired the injuries in his body and practiced for a while until his cultivation improved a little, he opened his eyes.
A ray of cyan light flashed away.
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, are you awake?" As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, Han Xinyue's charming voice came to his ears, and Ren Sisi also cast his gaze over, with a look of worry in his eyes.
"Well, I made you worry. Haha, I have been practicing for a while." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that among the five arenas, only the Dizi arena was still fighting, and the other arenas were still fighting.
There was no one left, and he asked doubtfully: "Has the competition of other groups ended?"
"It's over. The battle on the Dizi Arena is probably the last one." Han Xinyue explained.
"It's so hard to practice without the sun and the moon! I've only been practicing for a while, but I didn't expect to have missed so many battles." Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and said.
"Originally I wanted to fight you, but I gave up when I saw you practicing again." At this time, Ren Sisi's voice came over.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked over and saw Ren Sisi concentrating on the battle on the ring without even looking at her. He couldn't help but ask: "Do you really want to fight me?"
"You can if you want." Ren Sisi turned her head, glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan lightly, and then turned her gaze to the ring.
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled bitterly, not knowing how he offended this little girl.
"Fairy Yang, please tell me the results of the battles in other arenas." Yuwen Zhouyuan said to Yang Liuqing beside him.
"Well, in the Tianzi Arena, Che Jian'an is first, followed by Sima Chongwu, Lu Zhanyuan, Kang Jianlong, and Shangguan Xueshuang; in the Dizi Arena, the first place is Wu Yueheng, the second is Situ Liang, and the third
The name is Gu Juqi, and the fourth and fifth are currently fighting." Yang Liuqing said.
"Oh." Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded. At this time, Jin San Taizheng and Pei Qiyuan were fighting fiercely on the Dizi Arena. The two were equally matched. No one could do anything to the other. It is still unclear who lost among the two.
Who wins.
"The rankings in the Xuanzi Arena are Yang Liuqing, Cui Haoran, Wen Gudao, Jin Yunxiao, and Hua Zhengyan; the rankings in the Yuzi Arena are Yuwen Daoyou, Xing Luoye, Duanmu Jilong, Ren Sisi, and that casual cultivator;
The rankings on the Zhouzi Arena are Shangguan Piaoxue, Bufan, Yu Lingtian, and Zhan Mengbai, a casual cultivator."
After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded silently, with a smile on his face.
"Did you already think of this ranking?" Seeing the smile on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face, Yang Liuqing asked.
In an instant, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a dozen eyes on him, including Xing Luoye and Yang Liuqing behind him.
Yuwen Zhouyuan lowered his voice and said: "Be low-key, remember!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's words were a disguised admission that he had already anticipated the outcome of the battle ranking.
"No wonder you said Yang Liuqing could win the first place in the third group." Cui Haoran's voice came from the side, with a bit of sparkle in his eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled awkwardly and said: "I was just making up my mind at that time. I didn't make any guesses at all. Don't mind."
"I won't mind." Cui Haoran said lightly, looked at the Dizi Arena, and then turned his attention to Yuwen Zhouyuandao: "Can you guess who of the two on the round platform can win?"
"You can't say you don't know." She then added, blocking Yuwen Zhouyuan's escape route.
"It should be Mrs. Jin!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said helplessly. Feeling the eyes of everyone around him turned to him again, he quickly said: "Don't ask me why, this is a pure feeling.
No reason."
"I didn't expect you to still feel this way. Fellow Taoist Yuwen, can you estimate the overall ranking of us masters?" Yang Liuqing's voice came over, and it was always so beautiful, like a beating note, which made people listen.
It feels extremely comfortable.
"Do you think I might know? The strength of many people is between the same. The battle process is unpredictable, and no one can guess what the outcome will be." Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said.
Hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, many people around him breathed a sigh of relief. If Yuwen Zhouyuan really reached such a heaven-defying level, I'm afraid his cultivation level has reached a terrifying state.
"If you say that, can I think that you have seen through everyone's cultivation?" Yang Liuqing's voice came again, but this time, she condensed her voice into a thread and passed it over without letting anyone know.
Others around heard it.
Seeing this situation, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but admire this woman. She controlled the intensity of her conversations with others very accurately. Even though she was trying to find out other people's secrets, she didn't show any trace of dislike.
"You can't say that. Many people hide their methods. You are one, Che Jian'an is another, and Wu Yueheng is another. I'm afraid Shangguan Piaoxue also has other methods." Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly.
"You have such a sharp vision. I did hide some attack methods, but if I use them in front of you, I'm afraid it will be a fool's errand." Yang Liuqing said with a slight sigh.
At this time, the two people on the ground were exhausted and stained. Their robes were in tatters and were stained with blood. They didn't know whether it was their own or someone else's.
"How about our last move to determine the outcome?" Pei Qiyuan said looking at the person in front of him, Jin Santai.
"Okay." Jin Santai nodded.
"The phantom wind has no shadow." Pei Qiyuan shouted, and a blue light rose into the sky. In an instant, the surrounding wind blew. This sudden strong wind caused Pei Qiyuan's figure to suddenly disappear.
Yuwen Zhouyuan narrowed his eyes and saw clearly everything on the round platform. Pei Qiyuan did not really disappear, but merged into the wind, like a messenger in the wind, preparing to give his opponent the sharpest attack.
Jin Santai closed his eyes on the round platform, and a flying knife as thin as cicada wings appeared in his hand. A terrifying energy suddenly struck, and at this moment, Jin Santai opened his eyes,
A bright light burst out, and the flying knife in his hand disappeared.
One side of Jin Santai's body tried to avoid the energy, but he still couldn't completely avoid it. Part of the terrifying energy hit him.
"Bang." Jin Santai fell on the ice and snow, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"It seems that your guess is not accurate." Ren Sisi's voice came over the situation in the stands.
"Can you be patient? Keep reading and you will know the result." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a faint smile.
The wind on the Dizi Arena stopped and the surging energy dissipated. Jin Santai had stood up with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. Pei Qiyuan opposite had a bitter look on his face and a trace of blood on his neck.
"I lost. I didn't expect your flying knife to have reached this point." Pei Qiyuan said.
After hearing his words, the people around Yuwen Zhouyuan once again focused their attention on Yuwen Zhouyuan.
As Yuwen Zhouyuan had guessed, Jin Santai won in the end. Although Yuwen Zhouyuan just said that was his feeling, everyone looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with different eyes. After a battle, everyone
Everyone has seen that Yuwen Zhouyuan possesses unique skills and his cultivation is extremely powerful. No one dares to underestimate him anymore.
Jin Santai and Pei Qiyuan on the Dizi Arena returned to their seats, and the familiar voice of vicissitudes of life sounded again: "The fourth round of the battle is over. After a lot of competition, you have ranked yourselves.
,Is there anyone who is dissatisfied with their ranking now?”