Chapter 1137 If No One Comes

When Yu Yu's announcement sounded, Na Liang had already been beaten back by the near-god body, destroying the wolf map.

Only a thin ball was left, falling to the ground.

Painful but powerless.

This feeling.

It's like... lying alone on the grassland, waiting for the process of decay.

So tired.

Na Liang thought vaguely. Why was he abandoned on the grassland in the first place?

No one knew that when he was still a baby, he already had vague thinking abilities.

This kind of "Suhui" is evil in the teachings of Cangtu Temple, because it is "contrary to the world" and should be burned in fire.

So he never revealed it.

Although this "Su Hui" did not bring any useful memories, it just started thinking earlier than others. There are many confused people in their 80s and 90s, and his wisdom is not better than many people.

only……

It's just that he remembers it vaguely.

When he was still a baby.

That feeling of hunger, powerlessness, and waiting to die. Just like now.

It's just that there is no longer such a she-wolf, such a "mother", licking him warmly.

So be it.

I worked very hard to survive...

In the blood all over his head and face, the green light in Na Liang's eyes dispersed,

In the last blur of consciousness, he felt warmth.

"Winner! The Qi State respects Xuan Zun!" Yu Yu preached.

Zhongxuan Zun loosened his fists and stood up slowly.

The bright light source within the body dimmed.

The forest-like moonlight on the field disappeared, and the dense wolf ghosts also disappeared into the dark night, and then followed the dark night...

subside.

Zhongxuan turned around and walked towards his dimmed sun disk. There was a layer of moonlight in his left hand, as if he was holding a white cloth, and he slowly wiped away the blood on his right fist.

When the moonlight faded, his fist became clean and white again.

Five fingers together form a beautiful and powerful arc.

He reached forward and caught the sun disk. The light of the five supernatural powers revolves around the sun, restoring its light.

Everyone looked at him, either admiring or marveling.

It turns out that the power of Tianfu is not only due to the five powers and five magical powers, Tianfu itself is a kind of power.

It wasn't until Yu Yu's announcement sounded again that many people suddenly realized that there were other battles going on on the field.

"The winner is Wei Sun of Jing Kingdom Zhongshan!"

Not surprisingly, Zhongshan Weisun, who represented the Jing Kingdom, defeated Fan Wushu, who was governing the country.

This legendary genius who was born in a small country failed to go further.

But the top eight of the Yellow River Club are already a good result that has never happened since the founding of the country until now!

This result means that they have obtained the qualification to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

As for whether to develop it themselves or exchange this qualification with other countries, it is their own business.

At least they already have a choice.

Many times people are not afraid of difficulties. What is scary is the lack of hope.

Being able to have choices is already something that many countries dream of!

After the battle, Zhongshan Weisun stood on the martial arts stage, looking around calmly, ready to receive warm looks from all directions.

As for the battle just now, he thought he performed very well.

Fan Wushu was by no means mediocre, with rich means, firm will, and extremely high fighting talent... He fought steadily, consolidated his advantages step by step, and sealed the victory with a magnificent formation.

Although the scene didn't look very gorgeous, it was all because he knew the flaws in advance and made Fan Wushu fail many times. It's just clever but not workmanlike, simple and unpretentious.

The so-called good warrior has no great achievements.

I would like to think that there are many talented people gathered at the Yellow River Meeting, and there are quite a lot of discerning people. You can see his excellence.

But I looked around "accidentally"...

He found that no one seemed to be looking at him.

Only from the Jingguo viewing team, cheers came, but they were sparse and lacked any momentum.

Why haven't you eaten yet?

He was thinking.

Yu Yu's urging has already reached his ears: "Jing Guo Tianjiao, please step down and prepare for the next round of competition!"

When I took a closer look, I saw that the other winners were already standing in the audience. Adjusting the breath, recuperating the mind, recuperating... He was just in a daze.

He was also the slowest to finish.

Zhongshan Weisun smiled and straightened his clothes before flying off the stage.

No matter whether anyone sees it or not, no matter what others think, the grace of Zhongshan family cannot be lost!

Almost as soon as his front feet flew away, the four martial arts platforms began to move with a rumble, as if driving him away.

After all, the six supreme beings all came to the river viewing platform in their Dharma form. Indeed, no one had the patience to wait for him to show off his grace.

Zhongshan Weisun fell down in embarrassment, turned his head, and watched the four martial arts stages in front of him gradually merge into one.

There is only one martial arts stage left in the entire world.

There are two more battles to be fought on this martial arts stage.

The top four will be divided into two groups, and two winners will be determined one after another, and then they will compete for the top spot on this stage.

It doesn't matter who is third and who is fourth.

In all the previous Yellow River meetings, no one wanted to watch the battle between the losers.

The top four in the outer building of the Yellow River Meeting, in order of determining their fame, are Douzhao of Chu, Yan Shaofei of Wei, Chongxuanzun of Qi, and Weisun of Zhongshan of Jing.

These four people are the four most talented people among all the geniuses from all over the world.

It is needless to say that Gan Changan had the misfortune to meet Dou Zhao in advance, and Na Liang had to meet Chong Xuanzun, otherwise they could have done this and that.

Excuses are excuses for the weak, but humiliation for the Tianjiao.

Stopping in the quarterfinals is the final result of Gan Changan and Na Liang.

Regret or pain, it is also like this.

Yu Xi pointed his hand, and the light curtain like a picture scroll was unfolded above the martial arts stage again.

Even Ye Lan'er, the most beautiful woman in Chu, was concentrating on the light curtain, looking forward to the distribution result.

The names of the four outer building Tianjiaos were mixed on the light curtain.

Then they stopped.

Zhongshan Weisun of Jing State, against Yan Shaofei of Wei State.

Dou Zhao of Chu State, against Chong Xuanzun of Qi State.

"Alas." Ye Lan'er sighed softly.

That slight frown has broken the hearts of many people.

For most of the people watching the game, this is undoubtedly a regrettable pairing result.

In the previous rounds of the competition, Chu Dou Zhao and Qi Chong Xuan Zun were undoubtedly the two most dazzling Tianjiaos. It can even be said that they were the only ones who performed in the same class. It is the ideal plot for them to meet at the top and compete with each other.

It is regrettable that the two favorites to win the championship collided in advance.

But the rules of the competition are like this, and no one can change it.

In contrast, the people of Jing who were present were undoubtedly relieved.

Zhongshan Weisun is simply the son of destiny! Along the way, every step has been the best draw.

Let alone the Tianjiao of the Northwest Five Nations Alliance in the first round, the only Tianjiao of a small country in the quarterfinals, Fan Wushu, and the third round avoided the two most dazzling peerless Tianjiaos and played the only Tianjiao from a non-hegemonic country in the semifinals.

All the way to now, he has not exposed any strength at all, and his consumption is very small. There is a tendency to save the trump card until the end.

This is not the choice of heaven, what is the choice of heaven?

"Damn it." Even the cavalry commander Xiahou Lie couldn't help but mutter: "Is there a fire on the mountain of Zhongshan's ancestral tomb?"

This is more than just smoke!

"Ahem." Murong Longqie, who had a murderous temperament, quickly stopped him: "National destiny, national destiny."

He was too tired. A yellow relic was already very unremarkable, what happened to General Xiahou?

How can you say that about your own genius?

Others have no confidence in your genius, and you yourself say that he relies on luck?

Although it was meant to be a joke, although they all knew that Zhongshan Weisun definitely had the strength to compete for the championship.

But the dignified cavalry commander said such words, so outspoken...Wouldn't it be a joke if it got out?

The six supreme Dharma images were all present!

Xiahou Lie finally realized that he had spoken out of turn, and he rounded up his words: "It's both luck and strength. Luck is also strength!"

No matter what people expected, the last two battles in Wailouchang would eventually begin.

The first battle was between Zhongshan Weisun, the grandson of Zhongshan Yanwen, the general of Yingyangwei of Jing State, and Yan Shaofei, the ranger of Wei State.

From the perspective of origin, status, resources, influence... all aspects, this was a duel with a huge disparity.

Chongxuanzun and Douzhao, who stayed in the audience waiting for the next battle, sat cross-legged on the spot with their eyes closed and breathed.

Obviously, they only regarded each other as opponents, and only wanted to quickly return to their peak state, and did not pay attention to the battle in front of them.

This was really arrogant.

But no one thought they were unworthy of this, their previous performance was enough to conquer the audience.

The spectators on the circular stands, except for the people from Jing and Wei, were obviously a little uninterested.

But no matter how others looked at it, no matter how it was not expected.

For the two people standing on the only remaining martial arts stage.

This was a battle that determined their fate.

This was their own... battle of honor.

If someone was watching, they had to fight hard.

If no one was watching, they had to fight hard.