Qianliu's eyes were full of displeasure. It seemed that Lu Chen's persistence made him feel disgusted. He kicked Lu Chen's head mercilessly!

"That's enough for you! I told you from the beginning, you can't win!"

"A stepping stone is a stepping stone. No matter how hard you try, it's useless! If you want to hate me, just hate being born in the same era as me. No matter how many times I do it over again, I will crush all your ruthlessness!"

"What's wrong with the Lu family? If you're in the way, you have to get out of my way! I want to save face for you, but you don't want it! Just lie down on the ground obediently and accept failure, isn't it?"

"You really think you are nothing, don't you? I will teach you what humility means! Some people are destined to be brilliant, and some are destined to be unknown! Lu Chen, admit it! You are not that material!"

While he was talking, Qianliu stepped hard on Lu Chen's face, crushing him hard.

Even if Lu Chen wanted to raise his head, he couldn't!

His eyes were full of humiliation, and he couldn't help but struggle, but Qianliu was pressing on him like a mountain, so heavy that he couldn't lift his head...

"I don't believe it's destiny! I only believe man can conquer heaven!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lu Chen roared at the top of his lungs and struggled with all his strength, still trying to get up.

But Qianliu squinted his eyes and stepped harder. Lu Chen kept vomiting blood and felt that his skull was about to be crushed. The world in his eyes became blurry.

"You are too weak!"

At this moment, even Wang Laotie on the side couldn't bear it...

Young people always have the courage not to compromise with reality and dare to attack the impossible...

They have not yet been smoothed by the world, and they have the edge and tenacity that are unique to teenagers.

Lu Chen...that's it...

Wang Laotie looked up at the stands and saw Zhu An raising his hand, throwing down a white towel and throwing it into the field...

"Lu Chen...admit defeat!"

If he continues to fight, it will only cause irreversible damage to his body, which will be detrimental to his future development.

Lu Chen's eyes were full of unwillingness.

"No! Don't! I can still fight! I can...I..."

But before he could finish speaking, Zhu An interrupted:

"Child... Dare to taste failure, which is also a required course in life. You have tried your best and worked very hard..."

"Know your shame and then be brave, know your weakness and then strive to be strong, know your shortcomings and then forge ahead, this is what a loser should do!"

"You are still young and have a long life ahead of you. It is not shameful to lose the game now. At the most critical moment in life, just win!"

"Life is not a competition, but a journey. There will always be times when we fall. All we have to do is get up...and keep moving forward!"

Lu Chen was seen biting his lower lip, and finally lay on the ground, giving up the struggle...

Qianliu snorted coldly, removed all the spears, pulled out the long sword, brought out a handful of blood, sheathed the long sword, walked to the sidelines, and said coldly without looking back:

"Idiot who doesn't know how much he weighs..."

I saw Lu Chen rejecting the medical staff who rushed over and struggling to get up from the playing field.

With his head lowered and bruises all over his body, he limped towards the outside of the field, leaving bloody footprints every step of the way.

There were no cheers to celebrate Qianliu's victory. Everyone looked at Lu Chen's back with admiration in their eyes.

Although that silhouette is very embarrassing, but...it deserves everyone's respect.

And Lu Chen will also taste the taste of failure alone, and will keep this feeling in his heart.

Mo Wanrou wiped her face and said quickly: "I'll pick him up..."

Jiang Jiuli nodded, looked to the side again, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Where is Ren Jie?

…

At the entrance, Ren Jie's face was as gloomy as water, expressionless, and his whole aura seemed depressed and irritable, like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time.

The embarrassed Lu Chen dragged his seriously injured body towards Ren Jie.

When he saw Ren Jie coming over, Lu Chen's eyes were a little dodgey, he couldn't help biting his lower lip, and his nose was slightly sour.

But just when Ren Jie walked up to Lu Chen, Ren Jie raised his hand and said nothing.

Lu Chen gritted his teeth, raised his palm, and clapped it together with Ren Jie's big hand, making a "pop" sound.

The two of them high-fived each other and passed each other.

And this scene lasted forever, as if time had stood still.

For some reason, Jiang Jiuli had goosebumps all over his body while watching this scene. An electric current shot from the head of his tailbone to the sky, and his scalp was numb.

Her heart started beating wildly, her face turned red, and she clenched her fists fiercely.

Lu Chen, who turned his back to leave the field and took two steps, could no longer hold back his tears. Big tears fell down his face.

Lu Chen, who had his back to Ren Jie, clenched his fists, lowered his head and cried loudly:

"Ren! Jie! I want to win!"

Just as Ren Jie was about to enter the arena, two veins burst out on his forehead, his eyes were blazing with fire, and he roared loudly at the entire arena!

"Isn't it right to ride on a horse?"

The roar echoes and lasts for a long time!

The audience in the venue suddenly roared like a landslide and a tsunami, and the atmosphere in the venue reached its peak for the first time.

Lu Chen's situation, I, Ren Jie, will do whatever it takes to get it back for him today!

I will repay the humiliation Qianliu gave Lu Chen ten times or a hundred times!

Use my blade to tell him clearly who is the weak one!

Lu Chen couldn't help crying anymore, and fell to the ground weakly, falling forward.

But Mo Wanrou hurriedly came over, hugged Lu Chen in her arms, and kept patting his back.

I saw Lu Chen crying loudly: "I never want to lose again! Never again..."

He tried his best, but still couldn't defeat Qianliu, or even force his demonization away, and lost to him twice in a row.

Because of the Devil's Scale, his three-year lifespan disappeared, but Lu Chen didn't care!

It’s just the feeling of failure... it’s really uncomfortable...

Mo Wanrou couldn't help comforting Lu Chen and hugged him tightly:

"Don't cry... don't cry. We have played very well. Who hasn't lost a game yet? It's not shameful to lose. Just win back in the future."

"If Qianliu only has the strength realm, he may not be able to beat you. Let's just go back and work hard to come back. I can train with you then..."

"Don't cry, don't cry... Ren Jie's competition is about to start. Let's go back and see how he repairs Qianliu. Come on."

Lu Chen sobbed, rubbed his eyes, nodded and sighed.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena was extremely tense.

Ren Jie and Qianliu were both standing on the ruins of the arena, and there was no need to repair the arena as it would be broken into pieces again soon.

After the first ten rounds of competition, we finally came to the final round.

Ren Jie versus Qian Liu.

The winner will become the champion of this northern division individual battle.

Qianliu narrowed his eyes and said, "The last one took a while, but I finally waited for you!"

"You hurt Dabao, I will pay you back a hundred times a thousand times!"

"are you ready?"

But Ren Jie's expression was as cold as ever: "I can do it at any time. The main thing is to look at you. I will give you time to return to your peak condition. I will not take advantage of you!"

Qianliu sneered: "No need...why do I need to use all my strength to hit you?"

Ren Jie said calmly: "You'd better help me get back to my prime! Because I don't want you to find any reason to be shameless after I kill you!"
Chapter completed!