Long Huo stuffed himself with several life-saving pills and was saved by the referee.
Meng Jingzhou won.
Long Huo's throat felt cold for a while, which was due to the elixir taking effect. He slowly woke up and his mind was empty. It took him a while to realize that he had lost.
"It's okay, you played well."
Meng Jingzhou reached out and pulled Long Huo up.
Long Huo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you lose, you lose. I am not someone who cannot afford to lose."
Meng Jingzhou was worried that Long Huo would be unable to recover after losing, so he said kindly: "I'll wait for you to beat me next time."
Long Huo was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
The two had a brief exchange. Long Huo walked off the ring and saw the village chief waiting for him below. The village chief was a serious middle-aged man.
"Village chief...I have failed the village's expectations."
A smile appeared on the corner of the village chief's mouth, and he patted Long Huo on the shoulder: "It's very rare to be able to fight like this. Meng Jingzhou is not simple. He is the eldest young master of the Meng family and a disciple of the Taoist sect. The Meng family is the No. 1 disciple in the world.
Among the big sects, Taoist sect is the largest sect in the world. With the blessing of these two identities, he is enough to sweep all his peers."
"Also, look who's coming."
Long Huo looked up and saw the village chief move away, and two beautiful figures appeared. One was his childhood sweetheart, and the other was his god-sister who treated him like a biological brother.
"Brother Long Huo is already great!" My childhood sweetheart is a little girl who exudes vitality.
"Long Huo, you fought very well. It's worth my time to teach you." Sister Qian has a proud figure and a capable style.
"Everyone..." Long Huo's eyes filled with tears and he couldn't stop crying. He vowed to continue to practice hard when he goes back and live up to everyone's expectations.
Meng Jingzhou not far away: "..."
Can we compete again? I want to give this boy a set of single curse punches.
…
Under the spotlight of everyone, Young Master Lu’s second arena match is about to begin.
"Heaven, Young Master."
"Fei Waterfall Sect, Kong Hao."
The Fei Waterfall Sect, a second-grade sect, has a shallow foundation, and its leader is only in the Void Refining Stage. Even among the second-grade sects, the Fei Waterfall Sect is an unknown and inconspicuous existence.
Bai Ming made a special effort to get to know several opponents before the battle: "This Kong Hao is not simple. You see, he is quiet, like a Confucian monk. When fighting, he is more like an untamed beast. Before he fights, he is crazy.
His appearance will make his opponents tremble with fear."
The leader of Fei Waterfall Sect stroked his beard and looked at Kong Hao who was attracting attention on the ring with satisfaction.
Thanks to Kong Hao's presence, he was qualified to attend the celebration and meet so many important people.
"This kid Kong Hao really hides his strength."
Kong Hao is taciturn, rarely talks to others, and behaves in a low-key manner. In every sect competition, Kong Hao always narrowly wins the first place. It seems that the gap between him and the second place is not big, no matter how the second place catches up.
Neither can beat Kong Hao.
He expected that Kong Hao would hide his strength, but he didn't expect that he would hide so much.
Young Master Lu pulled out his sword, which was temporarily borrowed from the sect's treasury.
Both the Qingfeng Sword and the Ming Yue Sword had appeared in the Qingzhou Grand Ceremony, and they could no longer be used as the young leader, so they were betrayed.
Lu Yang then used his powerful connections to ask the Immortal Fairy to come forward and borrow a sword from the treasury.
Lu Yang frowned slightly when he faced Kong Hao. This man actually gave him a very dangerous feeling. Even the great monk who re-cultivated San Gong did not make him feel this way.
"Hidden dragon and crouching tiger..."
Kong Hao knew how powerful the opponent in front of him was, and only by fighting with all his might could he hope to win.
He put two fingers between his lips and exhaled cold air. The temperature in the arena gradually dropped. Lu Yang raised his feet slightly, a little sluggishly, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.
"Ice-based techniques are rare..." Then Lu Yang suddenly realized something was wrong, "No, it's not just the cold air, the cold air is mixed with poisonous air!"
If you simply mistakenly think that the cold energy is dissipated, it will only allow the poisonous gas to enter the body and absorb the poisonous gas faster. By then, you will be passive.
"But it doesn't matter."
As a frequent visitor to Danding Peak, Lu Yang was resistant to ordinary poisonous gases, so nothing would happen in a short period of time. He gently swung his sword around and cleared a clearing around the area, free of cold air and poisonous gases.
Lu Yang's various spells are so iconic that anyone can tell it's him at a glance. When he was Young Master Lu, he could only use swordsmanship.
Fortunately, he is a sword spirit and has excellent swordsmanship.
Kong Hao took advantage of Lu Yang to clean up the cold air and poisonous air and roared, his muscles bulged like a crazy beast, but his eyes were cold and he obviously maintained his sense.
He rushed forward suddenly, his nails extended like the claws of a monster, and they collided with the sword without breaking.
Lu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. The solid foundation shown by Kong Hao was not something that a second-grade sect could cultivate. It couldn't be summed up by just one sentence: "extraordinary talent."
Watching the two people fighting in the ring, the audience exclaimed slightly. Compared with the first battle that ended quickly, this battle was more indistinguishable.
Only those monks in the integration stage could see that Master Lu had the upper hand in this battle. The two sides seemed to be exchanging offense and defense, and the fight was back and forth. In fact, Kong Hao was being led by Master Lu from the beginning to the end.
Walk.
"This alone is not enough to pose a threat to me." Lu Yang thought to himself and decided to use all his strength.
Lu Yang turned his wrist, and the sword tip drew an arc in the air. Sword energy as fine as ox hair erupted from every pore. The sword energy spurted out and gathered on the blade.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, like mist, like the vast ocean, sweeping across the world and swallowing up the world.
scold--
Kong Hao was struck by the sword in front of him. Even if he blocked it with his arms in advance, it was useless. His arms were dripping with blood, his breath suddenly became weak, and he was gasping for air. He was seriously injured.
"Boy, are you going to lose?" A voice echoed in his mind. The voice was low and slow. You can imagine how huge the being who spoke was.
"Do you want to take care of it?" The sword strike just now made Kong Hao realize the gap between himself and Lu Yang. This was a gap in talent that could not be made up by hard work.
He stared at the behemoth through the iron fence in his mind.
The giant sneered and laughed at Kong Hao's arrogance: "Speak politely, you arrogant boy. Without me, how could you be where you are today?"
"I have been in your body since you were born. I know how awkward you are. You seem to be low-key, but you gave up in any battle. Your desire to win is stronger than anyone else. If not, I
I don’t look down on you either.”
"What do you want?"
"Strength, what you lack is strength, I will lend it to you."
Kong Hao looked at the behemoth in silence. It is true that the slightest bit of strength leaked from the opponent's fingers was enough for him to come back and win.
But if you want to use its power, you need to unlock a layer of seal.
Do you want to untie it?
The behemoth grinned, and Kong Hao's tangled expression was reflected in its huge beast eyes. Once you use my power and truly realize that this is a method that can make you stronger quickly, you will take the initiative to unlock the seal step by step.
At that time, I can come out.
Kong Hao gritted his teeth, the giant was right, he didn't want to lose, he wanted to be the champion.
One layer, only unlock one layer, and leave the remaining eight layers intact.
The behemoth laughed silently, a layer of seal was unlocked, and an unknown power floated out through the iron fence and attached to Kong Hao.
"Um?"
Outside, Lu Yang looked at Kong Hao in surprise. He felt that there was a steady stream of power coming out of Kong Hao's body, with a ferocious and bloody energy that was very ominous.
Kong Hao's body changed, and his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. His originally seriously injured body had healed at this moment. His pupils were erected, like a wild lion or a tiger. His skin had a layer of animal hair, which was difficult to distinguish for a while.
Did it grow out or was it transformed by spiritual energy?
"Roar--"
Kong Hao roared, his voice shaking the sky.
Lu Yang's hair stood up, this was the source of his premonition of danger!
However, he soon felt that Kong Hao's state was a bit familiar, as if he had borrowed a power that did not belong to him and was temporarily possessed.
Lu Yang slowly raised his hand, stared at Kong Hao warily, and used the move of pressing the bottom of the box.