"Then you'll know if you try," Jiang Heng snorted coldly, his fist filled with energy, a strong wind blew under his feet, white spiritual energy filled his body, and he hit Jiang Yu directly.
Jiang Yu chuckled lightly and did not dodge, just letting the fist hit his abdomen.
"My stupid brother, it's been so long, but your attack power doesn't seem to have increased at all." When the fist hit his abdomen, Jiang Yu looked normal and his body remained motionless, as if he didn't feel anything.
Jiang Heng stared at him, roared a few times, and punched him several times in succession.
"Although I'm sorry, I'm going to take the quota this time," Jiang Yu said, and then he waved his palms and hit Jiang Heng directly.
Jiang Heng snorted coldly and quickly backed away.
While Jiang Yu's palms were still in the air, Jiang Heng had already stepped aside.
"Your speed has increased so much," Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.
"Did you notice?" Jiang Heng sneered and stepped forward, leaving afterimages of his body in the air.
The two fought for a while, and Jiang Yu's expression changed slightly. Jiang Heng was much faster than himself, and his attacks could not even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes.
Although his defense was amazing, every attack from Jiang Heng hit the same spot on his abdomen.
He didn't feel anything at the beginning, but as he continued to hit him, Jiang Yu could already clearly feel some pain.
"You gave up your ultimate way," Jiang Yu roared.
The two have been competing against each other since they were young. Jiang Heng is obsessed with his own way of attack, while he is obsessed with his way of defense.
As for other things like speed, they have not deliberately practiced them.
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can beat you, it's enough," Jiang Heng roared back.
Although his body was thin, at this moment he raised his right fist high, with veins popping out all over his body and his eyes protruding, as if all the hard work of the past ten years had been condensed into this fist.
When the punch hit Jiang Yu's abdomen, Jiang Yu's face changed drastically. His body that had been motionless hit the iron lock on the edge of the ring heavily.
"My dear brother, it's time for you to understand what I've been feeling for so many years," Jiang Heng stepped forward step by step and said calmly: "In front of so many people, today I am going to tell the story of these more than ten years."
Are you desperate to pay back all your failures?"
"I just find it ironic," Jiang Yu replied calmly: "A person who insists on his martial arts beliefs would lose to a person who abandoned martial arts."
"Let me say it again, I have not given up on my martial arts, but the previous extreme way is not suitable for me," Jiang Heng replied: "This road is too difficult, although there are many examples of great emperors before me, the three-sword emperor's
The way of attack, the way of speed of the Divine Walking Emperor.
But how many three-sword emperors are there in this world?
I told you at that time that I also wanted to become a person like the Three Sword Emperors and entrust my life to power.
But it was too difficult. I only talked about it. My heart, my soul, and the belief engraved in my bones and integrated into my blood all told me that I could not be as pure as the Three Swordsmen.
Some roads are dead ends from the beginning. It’s okay to work hard, but it’s useless if you go in the wrong direction.
So I slowed down my attack training a year ago and started to improve my defense and speed.
In fact, we were all wrong, the road to the extreme is too difficult to walk."
"That's you, don't take me with you," Jiang Yu was silent for a moment and roared: "I won't look back even if I hit the wall."
"But you lost," Jiang Heng replied calmly.
Hearing Jiang Heng's words, Jiang Yu fell silent for a moment. He knew that no matter what, all powerful explanations were pale in the face of winning or losing.
Listening to the conversation between the two people, the leader of the Shengquan Sect, Luo Changhe, slowly stood up and walked forward to look at the two people.
"Sect Master," the two of them greeted each other quickly.
"Actually, you are all right," Luo Changhe said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, Jiang Heng is not wrong. In fact, sometimes you can give up on a road that doesn't work. Maybe you can see a new world by changing the direction.
Jiang Yu, you are not wrong. Although some roads are difficult to walk, if you persist, you will eventually see a broader world.
There is more than one path to success.
You must remember one thing: there are no permanent losers in this world, only temporary winners."
After hearing Luo Changhe's words, both of them began to think deeply.
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The fifteen-to-eight competition is over, and the next semi-finals should be regarded as the most exciting stage of this competition.
Because the few people left in the scene are the most popular saints and saints from each sect.
Of course, except for Xu Zimo and another disciple named Lin Hang who are not that famous, the other six Xuanyuan Xuantian, Xian Ling'er, Baili Xiao, Chu Yang, Tian Mozi, and Jiang Heng are all very famous.
There is no need to draw lots for the next competition, but will be calculated based on the shortest total time of the previous competition. The disciple with the shortest time can choose the opponent first.
Because Xu Zimo always kills his opponent with one move, he naturally takes the shortest time.
Xu Zimo glanced at the seven people next to him and saw that the others had indifferent expressions, except for the disciple named Lin Hang who was quite eager to try.
"Okay, it's up to you," Xu Zimo pointed at Lin Hang and smiled.
"Thank you, thank you," the young man named Lin Hang thanked him quickly.
"Thank you for what?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
"Thank you for giving me a chance to enter the semi-finals," Lin Hang replied.
"So confident?" Xu Zimo was a little surprised.
"Although you are also difficult to deal with, compared to several other monsters, I am still a bit confident," Lin Hang replied with a smile.
"Who are you looking down on?" Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed, "Then I wish you good luck."
Then the second disciple with the shortest time was Baili Xiao, and she chose Jiang Heng as her opponent.
The third person was Xuanyuan Xuantian. He looked at Xian Linger, grinned and said, "If you are willing to be with me, I will let you go."
"Crazy," Xian Ling'er snorted coldly.
"Then I will defeat you," Xuanyuan Xuantian smiled nonchalantly.
After that, the remaining two people were Chu Yang and Tian Mozi.
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When the competition began, the disciple named Lin Hang saw a surge of spiritual energy. He slowly stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "I have been preparing for this competition for a long time."
When he stretched out his right hand, he saw a ball of dark yellow sand spinning in his palm.
Xu Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "Lost in the divine wind."
"Yes, although I know it will be difficult for me to get first place, but with this lost kamikaze, as long as I am lucky, I still have a chance to enter the semi-finals," Lin Hang said with a smile.