In an innate battle, let alone being injured, even if the momentum is suppressed, the situation will be extremely unfavorable, let alone the physical body being directly hit by the opponent's sword energy?
Qin Wushuang's powerful sword energy penetrated directly, piercing a large hole, causing No. 8 to bleed profusely, his face changed drastically, and he retreated continuously.
When fighting with the same sect, only the outcome was decided, not life or death. Qin Wushuang succeeded with one move, but did not pursue and kill him. His sword was concentrated but not fired, and he ignored No. 8.
As long as the opponent struggles a little, his sword energy will attack him one after another until he deprives the opponent of his fighting power.
The original pride in No. 8's eyes was gone at this moment, replaced by doubts and panic. He didn't expect that he would be defeated so completely!
This defeat can be described as a complete defeat. He was completely suppressed by his opponent, and there was no hope of a comeback. If it weren't for the arena gambling match, I'm afraid he would have become the opponent's ghost at this moment!
"How?" Qin Wushuang suppressed his sword strength and asked calmly.
Although No. 8 was wearing a mask, you could still see the desolation in his eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, what else can I say!"
Qin Wushuang nodded and turned his attention to the host.
The host was also very knowledgeable and stepped forward and shouted: "The champion of this arena competition belongs to No. 6! All eight bets belong to No. 6!"
After this announcement, cheers suddenly erupted from the audience. Those senior disciples who were originally optimistic about No. 6 all cheered.
And those who were optimistic about No. 8 also let out bursts of sighs.
Especially Yan Feng, beaming with joy, as if he had won the competition, clenching his fists tightly: "I won, Senior Brother Qin is really awesome! He really won!"
Wei Yi, who was watching from a distance, frowned slightly but said nothing. He just glanced at Qin Wushuang a few more times, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
Zhou Fu came over with a smile on her face: "Senior Brother Wei, this time, little sister, can I see it more accurately?"
Wei Yi knew that Zhou Fu was deliberately insulting him, but there was nothing he could do about it. This time, it was indeed his own lineage that lost, both inside and outside the game.
He smiled and said: "Junior sister Zhou's vision has always been very accurate. It is natural to be better than Brother Yu. Haha, let's prepare. After No. 6 receives the reward, we will prepare for the second group competition. There are three groups in total.
This is the first group, everyone should not relax from now on."
Qin Wushuang arrived in front of the camp surrounded by thousands of people. The champion of the arena competition is always the most surrounded by people and is very popular.
"Senior brother, can you tell us which lineage you are from?"
"Yes, let's talk about it. Maybe there are brothers here who are of the same lineage as you. We all admire you."
"Brother, please say something!"
The crowds of people kept saying hello to Qin Wushuang.
At this moment, the door curtain of the camp was opened, and a person walked out, and it was Zhou Fu. Her peerless face, under the sunlight, looked even more brilliant, making Xingluo Palace full of chatter.
The disciples were all speechless, and no one dared to say another word.
"What are you all doing?" Zhou Fu scolded, "The identities of the contestants in the ring competition are kept secret. If you have the ability, go to the ring by yourself and don't harass them here."
After being scolded by Zhou Fu, these disciples all looked ashamed and retreated in shame, but they were all happy with it, as if it was a great honor to be scolded by the beautiful senior sister.
Even a few of them clearly came here with the intention of peeking at the beautiful senior sister. When they saw Zhou Fu coming out, they were naturally overjoyed. After being scolded by Zhou Fu, they all left with smiles and satisfaction.
Qin Wushuang smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that Senior Sister Zhou's popularity was really unmatched. Even if she was teaching people, she was so useful.
If another senior brother had come out and said these words, even if these people dared not say anything on the surface, they would have scolded them in their hearts. But when senior sister Zhou scolded them, their expressions looked like they had picked up some treasure.
of……
"Junior brother, please come in." Zhou Fu obviously knew what those guys were thinking, but she was not upset. Apart from being dissatisfied with the tyranny of the main hall master, she was also relatively tolerant towards her fellow disciples.
Qin Wushuang nodded and followed Zhou Fu to the camp.
All the trophies were already displayed there. Zhou Fu pointed to the jade box containing the eight inner elixirs: "Junior brother, only by placing these eight inner elixirs in this jade box can we ensure that the spiritual power will not be lost. No.
I know if you have the tools to store the inner elixirs on you. If not, you have to think of a way to prevent the spiritual power of these inner elixirs from being lost."
Qin Wushuang smiled and said: "Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me. I happen to have a small storage bag. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to store the inner elixir here as a bet."
"That's true, why didn't I think of it?" Zhou Fu smiled sweetly, "Okay, you're welcome, these are all yours."
Of course, Qin Wushuang would not be polite. He gathered the eight inner elixirs displayed in the jade box and put them into his sleeves. The sleeves were wide and blocked his movements. No one could see how he stored the inner elixirs.
For storage luggage.
His move surprised the leaders of the core disciples present. His impression of Qin Wushuang improved a lot.
Zhou Fu praised: "With such good skills, it's no wonder that I can win the final championship. I really deserve it!"
Qin Wushuang smiled slightly and cupped his hands: "Thank you all, brothers and sisters. I will take my leave now."
Qin Wushuang did not delay at all. He knew that the longer he stayed here, the more right and wrong he would have. Although he was not sure where the people who threatened him came from, there was a high probability that they must be related to several leaders here.
related.
If your guess is correct, these leaders should be the most proud disciples of each of the five masters of the Star Luo Palace, right?
Qin Wushuang was about to walk out of the camp when someone behind him suddenly asked, "Junior brother, wait a minute."
Qin Wushuang stopped slowly, turned around and asked, "I wonder if senior brother has any other advice."
The person who told him to stop was the most talented disciple of the third hall master Zhong Wuyin, named Zhao Muzhi.
Zhao Muyi was dressed like a scholar and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time. I dare not ask, junior brother, which lineage of the palace master are you from?"
Several other people, including Wei Yi, were actually quite curious. They all wanted to know which lineage of the palace master this junior brother who appeared out of thin air was from.
When Qin Wushuang came to register earlier, these five people had all seen Qin Wushuang's face, but they were all sure that he was not from his own lineage, so they all thought he was a disciple of the other four lines.
Qin Wushuang smiled calmly, paused, and suddenly said: "Isn't this arena competition a requirement to keep your identity confidential?"
Zhao Mu was stunned and couldn't help but laugh, "That's to keep it a secret in the ring, so as not to quarrel with each other and affect the unity of the sect. We, the few of us, will not participate in that level of disputes in the ring, you just say it's okay."
The implication was that disputes of that level did not arouse their interest. This sense of superiority made Qin Wushuang even more reluctant to pay any attention to it.
He smiled faintly and said: "It is probably difficult for an existence of this level to come under the eyes of my senior brother. I dare not disclose this matter of my apprenticeship without the permission of my master. I'll take my leave."
After saying that, Zhao Muzhi didn't allow Zhao Muzhi to reply. He stepped out and ran out.
Zhou Fu couldn't help but laugh when she saw Zhao Mu's stupid face: "Junior Brother Zhao, are you asking for trouble?"
A hint of gloom flashed across Zhao Muzhi's handsome face, and he laughed at himself: "This kid, don't let me find out in the future."
"Yo yo yo, based on your tone, you're still planning to bully the small." Zhou Fu said with a smile.
After leaving the camp, Qin Wushuang found a remote place, took off his mask and competition clothes, restored his original appearance, and made sure nothing was exposed before he walked out of the darkness.
As he swaggered to the side of the ring, the second group's match was about to begin. Qin Wushuang didn't have much interest in watching the match at this time.
Participating in an arena match gave him a rough idea of his position in the Star Luo Palace. Apart from the core leaders, Qin Wushuang asked himself who he would not lose to.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Yan Feng looking around in the distance with an anxious expression, obviously looking for him, waiting for him to appear.
Qin Wushuang walked over and said softly: "Don't make any noise. You go out of the valley first and go alone. I will follow you."
Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized something. After walking around the ring twice, Shi Shiran walked out alone.
Qin Wushuang was not in a hurry to follow, and walked out slowly. He walked to the exit, took back the two mortgaged innate items, and followed him out.
After a while, the two of them left the Vientiane Valley one after the other.
Qin Wushuang was careful all the way to ensure that no one was chasing him, and then he let go of some worries. He was originally worried that the people who threatened him would not give up and continue to pester him.
Now it seems that the other party has ceased its activities. At least it has no such plan yet.
After leaving the Vientiane Valley for dozens of miles, Qin Wushuang quickly caught up with Yan Feng. At this time, Yan Feng's eyes were full of admiration and envy.
"Senior Brother Qin, I really belong to you! If you hadn't shown the Purple Sun Sword, I wouldn't have recognized you at all, which would have made me worry for a long time in vain."
"Hey, this Purple Sun Sword is indeed extraordinary." Qin Wushuang sighed, "Yan Feng, I plan to go down the mountain. If you can trust me, please give me all the materials you have on you first."
There was nothing Yan Feng could not believe at this time. Without thinking, he took out all the collected materials, including the Qinghan Stone, and handed them to Qin Wushuang.
"Okay, after the year-end assessment, you go to Qingyun Palace to find me. I will definitely give you an answer. As long as you practice the physical golden elixir and the innate primary spirit elixir, you will never be missing!"
Yan Feng nodded: "Okay, then I'll leave it to Senior Brother Qin!" When he said this, Yan Feng couldn't help but choked up his voice. After so many years of hard work, this time it was realized so easily and dreamily.
If I hadn't met a noble person when I went out, I might not have been able to collect the main materials for these two innate elixirs even if I worked for ten years!
This time I really met a great nobleman! Deep in his heart, Yan Feng already regarded Qin Wushuang as a great benefactor and great nobleman.