Feng Jueyu's arrival did not alarm many contemporary geniuses in the forty-fourth level, but he himself was dumbfounded.
On the flower path a hundred feet away from the Forty-Fourth Level Pass, there were thirteen contemporary geniuses sitting, standing still, or leaning on the railings. There were actually more than those in front of the Forty-Three Levels Pass.
Among these thirteen people, except for Hua Xueyang who was fighting against the Heart Slave.
He only knows five people: Mo Wen, Lu Zhenwei, Zhou Yang, Xiao Lian, and Fan Xun.
There were seven people left, some of them looked familiar, but some of them were very unfamiliar.
At this time, all twelve people were looking attentively at the battle between Hua Xueyang and Lianxin Slave in front of them. A few of them noticed that Feng Jueyu was silent and only glanced at him before looking away.
Feng Jueyu found an open space and was about to sit down when a figure swayed under the Tianxin tree and returned with a whooshing sound.
It is Hua Xueyang.
He did not defeat the Heart-Refining Slave, but he was not defeated either, and he withdrew from the fighting circle within a hundred feet.
Why is this?
Feng Jueyu was a little confused.
But the other expressions showed no contempt, no disappointment, no regret, some were just expressions of contemplation, contemplation, and consideration.
I saw Hua Xueyang exiting the circle, wearing a spotless white robe, dusting off the hem of the robe, showing a look of relief.
At this time, Mo Wen put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Senior Brother Hua's Hanyue Linkong swordsmanship is really becoming more and more superb. This round should be a big harvest."
Hua Xueyang held up a sword flower and looked extremely calm: "It's not bad."
"It can be seen that the mentality of this Guanzhaojian is lacking? What is it mainly aimed at?" Mo Wen asked again.
"What do you think?" Hua Xueyang showed off like an old scholar.
At this time, Lu Zhenwei suddenly spoke, his voice sounding like a broken gong: "We should examine the flaws in the state of mind, the damage in Taoism, the lack of laws, and the solidity of temperament!"
"Brother Lu has a good eye."
Before anyone could speak, Hua Xueyang clapped his hands in admiration, indicating that Lu Zhenwei had seen the clues to this game.
"So that's it. In fact, Senior Brother Hua was able to defeat the Heart-Refining Slave an hour ago and passed the barrier. The reason why he lowered his strength must be to make up for the shortcomings of all parties and realize the true perfection of the foundation of Taoism.
No leaks."
Hua Xueyang cupped his hands and said nothing more, but his plain and low-key expression made people feel vaguely inscrutable.
Obviously, this guy is faking it.
Feng Jueyu also understood that Hua Xueyang's stay here was not because he was incapable of defeating the Heart Slave, but he just didn't want to.
After several rounds of fierce battles, he deliberately did not kill the Heart Slave. His purpose was to use the Heart Slave to completely overcome his own shortcomings and make up for all the flaws one by one.
It's not like before, where I went all the way through without hesitation.
This left Feng Jueyu speechless. How could he still play like this?
"I'll try."
After everyone finished laughing and chatting, a tall and mighty young man stood up. He was as tall as a mountain, a head taller than Lu Zhenwei. He held a gold-plated ax in his hand and was as powerful as the God of War.
The tall body rushed out and reached the foot of the Tianxin tree in the blink of an eye. Along the way, flowers and leaves were flying and everything was trembling.
In Feng Jueyu's eyes, this person could cause everyone to tremble before he really used the power of his spiritual thoughts. This shows that his cultivation level is more domineering and sharper than the eight beauties of heaven before the forty-third level.
The shadows of the leaves of Tianxin were whirling, the treasure mirror was swaying with thousands of lights, beams of light were projected down, and a giant god-like Heart-Refining Slave appeared out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes.
Then, there was a hearty battle.
The tall young man displayed a mighty tiger-like posture in every move. His origins include fire, thunder, and earth. His energy is abundant and endless. It is obvious that he has also put in a lot of effort in body training.
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The fight between these two is a battle that shakes the heaven and the earth, changes the color of the sun and the moon, the battle between axes and axes, the collision of fists and fists, showing the physical strength to the extreme.
It's like two sacred mountains colliding with each other unwillingly, with thunder from the sky and fire from the earth, which is quite exciting.
The Heart-Refining Slave had overcome the flaws of the tall young man, and there were almost no flaws in his cultivation.
Normally, tall young people should have a hard time coping.
But this situation did not happen. On the contrary, he followed Hua Xueyang's example and even though there were other methods that could kill the Heart Slave within half an hour, he still refused to take action.
Feng Jueyu looked strange, but soon understood the young man's thoughts.
The Heart-Refining Slave is a sword-sharpening stone that is transformed into a sword-sharpening stone based on the inner flaws and wounds of a god. If the person fighting against him cannot overcome his own flaws during the fight, even if he kills the Heart-Refining Slave, he will not be able to defeat the sword-sharpening stone.
If you can't make up for the shortcomings, there will always be a lot of difference.
In this way, training the mind will lose its meaning.
Therefore, both Hua Xueyang and the tall young man are restraining their own strength and focusing on discovering their own flaws and shortcomings.
There is no problem with this idea.
But in Feng Jueyu's view, it was unnecessary.
After a round of fierce fighting, the tall young man waited for an opportunity to retreat and returned to the original place to reflect. He indeed benefited a lot and was extremely happy.
"What Senior Brother Lu said is true. The Tianxin Tree here can identify the flaws in the state of mind, the damage of Taoism, the lack of laws, and the solid temperament. It is no longer just about the state of mind. As long as all shortcomings are overcome, you will be able to climb high and see the future.
, advancing by leaps and bounds.”
"So, how long do you think it will take you to defeat the Heart Slave?"
The speaker was a clear, beautiful, and charming woman. She had curvy eyebrows like willows, lips like cherries, long chestnut hair as smooth as a waterfall, skin as white as jade, and a graceful figure.
Just by standing there, it feels like a fairy in a fairyland, gentle and pretty. She is really a rare beauty.
The tall young man replied: "It will take about two hours. I'm not as good as Senior Brother Hua."
"Where are you?" Hua Xueyang asked.
Being able to care here about when other people will break through and move forward is nothing more than having great confidence in their own skills. Hua Xueyang seems to have everything in hand and doesn't care about sharing what he has gained with everyone.
"Two and a half hours..."
"Two hours, maybe. Meng Hao and I are almost the same."
"An hour and a half is enough for me."
Everyone was chatting away, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Feng Jueyu couldn't help but laugh secretly. There was no competitive atmosphere at all.
But he soon figured it out.
There are a total of sixty-three levels in the Kousin Shen Bridge, and it has only been four days now, so everyone still has a lot of time to pass them.
This is one of them.
Secondly, people like Hua Xueyang, Mo Wen and others must have cards and methods that ordinary people cannot predict. They are absolutely sure to win the top ten, or even the first or second place, so they don't care about this mere moment.
time.
There is a third one.
Just like the experience and gains gained through the trial, even if you talk to others, can the other party really shorten the time to make up for its own shortcomings in a fight?
It's obviously impossible.
The shortcomings and shortcomings of one's own mental state, the injuries and scars on the foundation of Taoism, etc. all belong to oneself, and others cannot help. If you don't take action, you can't break the mystery, let alone make up for your own shortcomings.
That's why Hua Xueyang was so nonchalant.
Of course, in addition to the above three points, there may be other reasons, but this is not something Feng Jueyu can explore.
His thoughts were racing, and several top genius leaders who were worthy of being in the seventh level of Tiangang Sect also saw him.
"Hey, isn't this the famous Disciple of the Three Lords? He actually followed me, it's really not bad."
The tall young man named Meng Hao spoke in a teasing tone, as if he didn't take Feng Jueyu to heart.
Everyone's eyes turned around, and Feng Jueyu quickly became the center of attention, but it was Xiao Lian who answered: "I have already said that the forty-three levels above will not be a problem for Junior Brother Feng. Drunkard, if you lose, take the divine stone."
Bring it, ten million."
Feng Jueyu's head was full of black lines. These two guys were betting on themselves.
He leaned drunkenly among the flowers, holding a wine bottle and said: "Don't bully me for drinking too much. I remember clearly that the first forty levels you mentioned do not include the following three levels."
"You didn't drink too much." Xiao Lian smiled brightly.
The tall young man was unhappy. Xiao Lian and Fan Xun not only interrupted him, but also ignored him.
He said in a deep voice: "You two guys, don't interrupt."
After Meng Hao hummed, he turned to Feng Jueyu and said with a playful smile: "It is not easy for our three disciples to follow us to the forty-fourth level in the fourth level. Everyone, please congratulate me!
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After saying that, he clapped his hands and laughed.
Several self-respecting contemporary geniuses around them clapped their hands and laughed, while Hua Xueyang and Mo Wen stared with a slight smile, looking contemptuous and ridiculed.
The applause lasted for a moment, Meng Hao pressed his hands slightly, and everyone stopped.
Meng Hao said: "Junior Brother Feng, while you are still working tirelessly at the back to make up for the lack of mental state, we have all tried this place to train the Heart Slave, and we have gained quite a lot."
"To be honest, this is still difficult for us, let alone you. But out of friendship, I don't mind giving you some advice. You can come forward and give it a try. If you have any questions, I'll let you know.
I can answer your questions later, so that you can live up to the high expectations of the three respectable people."
"Yes, Junior Brother Feng, this is a rare opportunity. Go give it a try. It doesn't matter if you lose. I'm waiting for you and I won't let you suffer." The smart and charming girl giggled.
Others also tried to persuade her, and they all sounded like they had good intentions, but no one could tell that they were deliberately making fun of themselves.
Before Feng Jueyu could react, Xiao Lian's pretty face turned serious and she said through the voice: "Don't listen to their nonsense, they want to see your jokes."
How could Feng Jueyu fail to hear the irony in his words.
It is uncertain whether this Meng Hao has other people's style, or it is because of someone's instructions.
He glanced at Mo Wen, who only saw contempt in his eyes.
Feng Jueyu was too lazy to pay attention and looked at Meng Hao: "Senior Brother Meng, aren't you afraid that I will be one step ahead of you?"
Meng Hao was stunned, this guy had such a loud tone.
Meng Hao smiled and said: "Junior brother Feng means that these forty-four levels can't defeat you? Junior brother is really confident. Please note that it will still take one or two hours for us to pass here. Junior brother thinks that we are not as good as you.
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"Should I say yes?" Feng Jueyu raised his head, his eyes as clear as a pool.