Three Hundred and Fifty-Two 0 Annual Meeting (2)

On the martial arts arena, Sun Youwei fought harder and harder. He had already used the newly acquired Spirit Treasure Giant Spirit Axe, but as the challenge sect, the Giant Sword Sect also had no shortage of such weapons. On the surface, Lingbao is evenly matched against Lingbao, but Sun Youwei just got the giant spirit axe, and it is far from handy to use it. On the other hand, Gao Shan's giant sword is full of shadows, making people dazzled.

If it was an ordinary competition, Sun Youwei would have already bowed down and surrendered directly. However, this battle is related to the future and destiny of Tian Yuanzong, and he would rather die than admit defeat. The five members of Tianyuanzong all had the will to die.

"Fool Sun! Don't think too much! You have only one task: beat him to death!" Zhou Xing saw that if this continues, he must lose. Said to him.

Sun Youwei was startled, and suddenly realized that he had really thought too much. If you think too much about other things, you will think less about the enemy, and your moves will be slow, and your response will not be the best. Even if it is only a tiny bit short, the little losses will accumulate, and sooner or later you will suffer big losses.

It can be said that Zhou Xing woke him up with a word of scolding, and Sun Youwei's spirit was immediately lifted. He hurriedly opened the distance, and at the same time, his brain was spinning, analyzing the current situation of the enemy and ourselves, and then, one by one, the best strategies against the enemy were like flowing clouds and flowing water. Came out of my head.

"This Sun Youwei, he didn't wake up until I reminded him. He's such a waste. Master should come with him and scold him well." Zhou Xing laughed and scolded Sun Youwei when he saw that Sun Youwei's state had changed greatly and his mood improved greatly. Of course, this time, he didn't dare to let Sun Youwei hear it.

The battle is still going on, the two sides have an endless stream of cards, and both were injured. Sun Youwei looked miserable, but in fact, none of his vital parts were injured. On the other hand, Gao Shan had only two injuries, one on his heart and one on his chest. belly.

At the beginning, Gao Shan was fierce and fierce, with fierce moves, gaining the upper hand, but also consumed a lot of spiritual energy. He wished for a quick victory, but he didn't expect to fight a protracted battle with the opponent, and his momentum has been declining. But Sun Youwei was not the case, because the burden was too heavy, he restrained his hands and feet at the beginning, attacked less and defended more, but he preserved his strength.

Zhou Xing was so excited that he stomped his feet and kept shouting, "Hit him on the head! Hit him in the face!..."

Facheng patted him quietly, telling him to pay attention to his image. Zhou Xing nodded again and again, and immediately sat upright, but he forgot after a while, and shouted again: "Slap him in the face! Step on his feet! Poke his eyes!..."

This battle lasted for three incense sticks. In the end, Sun Youwei beat Gao Shan until he vomited blood at a heavy price, and passed out on the martial arts stage. Sun Youwei's white robe was already stained red with blood, and it was crumbling at this moment, looking bleak.

In the past, he had to kill the opponent to win, but now there is no need for this.

Han Jingyu was expressionless,

He said loudly: "In the first match, Tianyuan Zong wins!"

When Sun Youwei heard the victory announcement, he relaxed and almost fell on the stage. Zhou Xing immediately jumped down and helped him to a resting place next to him.

The second competition will be held after a stick of incense, and there is still plenty of time, so he will treat Sun Youwei's internal and external injuries here, stop bleeding and relieve pain, just like a master of medicine.

"Junior Brother Zhou, I didn't expect you to be able to make medicine." Sun Youwei praised Zhou Xing with a pale face when he saw that Zhou Xing was able to make medicine according to the scene of the injury and use a cauldron to make medicine skillfully.

"They are all low-level medicines for emergencies, which are not worth mentioning. Also, just call me Zhou Xing. You don't care how old I am, and call my junior brother to take advantage of me!" Zhou Xing said angrily.

"A big day, a big hour is also big! Okay...Zhou Xing, thank you for waking me up in time, otherwise...Now that I think about it, I'm really afraid, just in case..."

Zhou Xing helped him circulate his Qi and blood, and said, "Fool Sun, as long as you try your best, no one will blame you even if you lose, just like if I lose, you don't blame me."

Sun Youwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly said: "Please don't call me a nickname. Besides, don't lose. Neither you nor I can lose. We Tianyuan can't afford to lose."

"Got it! So much nonsense!" Zhou Xing patted his wound hard a few times, the pain was so painful that Sun Youwei almost burst into tears.

Zhou Xing felt that it was almost done, and when Sun Youwei changed into a new suit, he went back to the high platform with him.

Facheng patted Sun Youwei on the shoulder, and praised: "Youwei, you won the first game for Tianyuan, well done!"

Sun Youwei blushed, clasped his fists and said, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life!"

Soon, the time for a stick of incense came. Han Jingyu is a vigorous and decisive person, and he didn't want to waste time talking about those clichés. He directly drew lots and announced immediately: "The second duel, Dongxuan Realm!"

Hearing this, Zhou Binli stood up, bowed to Hong Hai and Fa Cheng each, his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already on the martial arts stage. He was handsome in the first place, and his gestures were elegant and unrestrained. At this time, he was holding a white folding fan and fanning it lightly. His ease and ease made the eyes of the young female disciples of the various sects on the high platform shine, like hungry wolves staring at him. To the little white sheep.

On the other side of the high platform, there was also a young man who stood up and saluted Shangguan Wuji, his figure also disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already opposite Zhou Binli.

Zhou Binli clasped his fists with a smile, and asked, "May I ask the name of this immortal friend Gao? It will be next Zhou Binli."

The young man raised his chin and said with a stern face: "My name is Zhang Kuohai, you should have heard of it, because the monks at the peak of the Dongxuan Realm who died under my hands can't be counted with two hands."

Zhou Binli shook his head and smiled, "I'm sorry, I really haven't heard of it."

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhang Kuohai gritted his teeth and said three good times, his face turned grim.

Han Jingyu said: "The higher the realm, the longer it will take to compete. I hope you will stop when you decide the winner. If it exceeds half an hour, the competition will end automatically. I will judge the winner based on your performance in the battle."

Zhang Kuohai said with a sinister smile: "It won't take that long, I can finish him with three sticks of incense at most."

Zhou Binli shook his head and said, "Three sticks of incense is still too long, half stick of incense, half stick of incense will finish you."

"The kid speaks outrageous words!" Zhang Kuohai was furious, his aura suddenly rose, and his cultivation reached the peak of the Dongxuan Realm in an instant.

Zhou Binli smiled, shaking the folding fan in his hand, looking calm and personable, and his momentum began to climb, a little slower than Zhang Kuohai's.

Zhou Binli's calmness made Zhang Kuohai a little uncertain, and he was a little vigilant, and he didn't rush to make a move, but when he found that his opponent's cultivation base was climbing slower than him, he smiled, and he was determined to act first. , However, the moment before launching the attack, he immediately dismissed this idea, because Zhou Binli's cultivation base continued to climb after reaching the peak of this realm.