"Teacher, I'm sorry!" In front of the sturdy Murong Qingtian, Murong Feng lowered his head, with a pale face, decadent and a little ashamed.
"How does it feel?" Murong Qingtian smiled faintly and asked back.
"This..." Murong Feng's head couldn't help but lower, "At this stage, I am no match for him at all!" Although he was reluctant to admit it, the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but refuse to accept it.
"Just understand. Don't think that the rock-shaped crystals have achieved some success. You can think that they are invincible among your peers. You must know that there is a reason outside of heaven. Today, I can just sound a wake-up call for you. There are many geniuses on the Tianhun Continent, which are better than you
There are more people. If you can’t practice hard in the future, the gap between you and them will be further and further!" Murong Qingtian warned with a solemn look on his face.
"My teacher's teachings are in mind!" Murong Feng took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
"Well, that's good. Failure is not scary. What's scary is that you lose the heart of a strong man who is striving for progress!" Murong Qingtian patted Murong Feng's shoulder, and then his head turned slightly, "Brother Lin!"
"Master of the Valley!" An old man with a hunched figure stepped forward and bowed.
"Treat Feng'er for treatment of internal injuries. The internal injuries cannot be delayed. If there is any hidden disease left, it will be bad!"
"I understand!"
Bo Lin waved his hand to signal Murong Feng to cross his knees, and then an old and shriveled palm was pressed on his heavenly spirit cap. The vibrant green soul power was continuously poured into Murong Feng's body, and with these life soul powers
Entering, the lungs in the latter's body that were shattered by the huge force actually began to slowly repair and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. If this continues, such a serious injury may be healed in less than half an hour. The healing ability of the Life-based Soul Saint,
It's simply breathtaking.
On the other hand, Zhuo Tianzhao also walked calmly down the arena under countless awe-inspiring eyes.
"Tianzhao, you've done a good job!"
Wen Qi was so shocked that he smiled at Zhuo Tianzhao. He was basically numb to the perverted strength of the latter. He still clearly remembered that he used six points of force last time in Yinye Sect.
How did he get knocked away by Zhuo Tianzhao and even smashed the house?
"Brother Tianzhao, are you injured?" Zhuo Tianfeng's eyes stopped on Zhuo Tianzhao's right hand under his black robe. There was a slight sadness between his eyebrows. He saw that the latter's thick right finger joints had been broken.
The skin, the red bloodshot blood is slowly seeping out of the pores.
"Small injury, nothing serious!" Zhuo Tianzhao gently stroked the wound with his left thumb, and smiled indifferently. After all, he was fighting against Tie Tuo just now, and it was already very good if he had no fracture.
"You have a game down there, so let's treat it first!" Ling Feng, who was standing beside him, suddenly interrupted, "Yan'er, help Tianzhao take a look!"
"Yeah!" Ling Yan, who had always been quiet and weak, walked timidly to Zhuo Tianzhao when she heard the order. Before he could refuse, the white tender horn had already helped his injured right hand up, and a ball of white and soft horns.
The soft soul power of the green light quietly enveloped Zhuo Tianzhao felt a little coolness coming from the wound, and then the broken wound gradually healed in his surprised gaze.
This was the first time Zhuo Tianzhao was held like this by a girl. Under awkwardness, his ears became slightly hot, and even his heart beat faster. When he saw such an ambiguous scene, Su Chen and his body were behind him.
Star Soul smirked constantly.
Ling Yan's strength is only at the beginning of the Soul King. Although her healing ability is not very strong, Zhuo Tianzhao suffered only skin trauma. Therefore, the wound had completely healed in less than a minute after healing, and even Zhuo Tian
Zhao felt that even the numbness on his arms was relieved a lot.
"Thank you!" When Ling Yan retracted her soul power, Zhuo Tianzhao smiled frankly.
"You're welcome!" Ling Yan's voice was like a mosquito silk, lowered her head, and quickly walked back to the Lingyun Pavilion camp.
At this time, the eighth competition had already begun. Ye Xun from Tianlan Sect vs. Duanmu Qing from the Blood Clothing Sect. The former was the eighth-level soul king and the latter was only the fifth-level soul king. The result was self-evident. Ye Xun
It took less than five minutes to win the game.
"In the ninth game, Murong Yu of Moyin Valley vs. Duanmu Feng of the Blood Clothing Gate, please take the stage!"
As the old man in purple announced the ninth game list, Su Chen's face in the Yinye Sect camp became extremely embarrassed.
Eighteen of the 20 players in the individual knockout stage have been announced. The two people who did not appear next will meet in the tenth game. In addition to Su Chen, the other one of these two people is the Blood Clothes Sect who can win the group championship.
The key is Duanmu Xiang, this second-level earth-type soul master who defeated Lingyun Pavilion with one sweep and five.
"Su Chen, be careful in the next game. I'm afraid that that bastard will take the opportunity to take revenge on you!" Xinghun also said with a serious face.
"I know, but if you want to take revenge, it depends on whether he has the ability. Even if he loses, I will not let him live a good life. At least it will greatly reduce his strength in the next round of the game!" Nodded, Su Chen
A fierce look flashed through his eyes.
"Su Chen, don't show off. The other party's cultivation is completely fifth level higher than you. If you lose, admit defeat. No one will feel embarrassed. Don't make yourself bruised at that time." Zhuo Tianzhao frowned and continued
"And, the other party is a soil system, so it is definitely not your opponent in terms of speed. Remember to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses, and give full play to your advantages. Don't always think about confronting him head-on. You may not have no chance. The most important thing is
Seize the opportunity and don’t forget the formation on the scimitar. If you use it well, you can win with one move!”
"Play your strengths and avoid your weaknesses, seize the opportunity?" Su Chen murmured, keeping Zhuo Tianzhao's words in his heart.
"Su Chen, Duanmu Xiang has a soul-sucking skill called Rock Thorns all over the ground, covering a large area, remember to be careful. Ling Tian was accidentally knocked out of the arena by him!" Ling Xiao hugged Su Chen's shoulder,
Remind softly in his ear.
"Thank you!" Su Chen smiled and pushed Ling Xiao's chest with his elbow.
"Why are you polite? You didn't even hold a grudge against me when you happened in Langyanling last time. I want to thank you!" Ling Xiao said embarrassedly.
"I don't have a good memory. I have forgotten what happened before!" Su Chen laughed and called him.
At this time, the result of the ninth competition had already come out, and it was another game without any suspense. Murong Yu, the eighth-level soul king, easily defeated Duanmu Feng, who was only the fourth-level soul king, to win the magic sound valley again.
One game.
So far, nine matches in the first round of individual knockout matches have been completed. Tianlan Sect, Yinye Sect and Moyin Valley each won three games, and the Blood Clothes Sect lost all four games. The only hope of promotion is all concentrated in the second.
Duanmu Xiang of the Soul Lord.
"In the tenth game, Yin Ye Zong Su Chen vs. Duanmu Xiang of the Blood Clothing Gate, please come on stage!"