When people in the audience saw this, they all sighed: "This Martial Dragon Envoy is a proud figure of his generation after all. It's a pity that he met the White Dragon Envoy who is stronger than him."
"The White Dragon Envoy is worthy of being the peerless talent of the Sichuan Tang Sect. His knife-throwing skills are so powerful, and he has also understood the meaning of the sword. In time, he will be called a peerless swordsman of his generation!"
"The Shuchuan Tang Sect is secretly located in Shuchuan. For hundreds of years, the disciples of the sect have rarely walked around in the world, and rarely even appeared in the world. However, every one of them is a swordsman!"
"With this defeat of the Martial Dragon Envoy, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to compete with the other Dragon Envoys in the future. In other words, he may have lost the qualification to compete for the position of the Ancestral Dragon today!"
"Since he is no longer able to compete for the qualification of Zulong, I wonder if the Wudang Clan will give up on him and no longer spend a lot of effort and resources to train him?"
"It's hard to say, after all, one of his subordinates was defeated..."
Wu Longshi's ears were not deaf to the sounds of pointing and pointing around him, so he naturally listened to them all without missing a word.
But every word these people said was like a needle piercing his heart.
You must know what a proud person he was before. Everyone was respectful when facing him. How could he have ever suffered such humiliation as today?
He suddenly clenched his fist so tightly that his nails dug into his palm, and drops of blood flowed out from between his fingers.
Seeing this, the Black Dragon King shook his head slightly and sighed: "Martial Dragon Envoy, you don't have to be discouraged. After all, you still can't fully understand your swordsmanship. I have seen the Tai Chi Liangyi swordsmanship taught by Wudang. If you fully understand it, your whole body will be like a sword."
They are all covered by the Yin-Yang diagram."
"If you can reach that point, even a knife in the back can't break your defense!"
When Wu Longzhi heard this, his dazed eyes suddenly lit up. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Thank you to the Black Dragon King for your advice. I know what to do."
After saying this, he suddenly turned around and stepped down, walked straight to the White Dragon Envoy, and then gritted his teeth and said: "A truly strong man will never be defeated easily. I will go into seclusion right now. I will never come out until I fully understand."
At that time, I will definitely learn your knife-throwing skills again!"
After saying that, he immediately turned around without looking back. He didn't even say hello to the Wudang Clan people, and just strode away.
The White Dragon Envoy just smiled faintly and didn't say much.
Tang Feng couldn't help but shook his head slightly and chuckled. Although the martial dragon envoy vowed to retreat, what about the others? Did they stagnate because of this?
Perhaps by the time you leave seclusion, you will have fully understood Tai Chi Liang Yi Sword Technique, but by that time, the flying knife of the White Dragon Envoy must have entered another realm, and may even have broken through the Venerable and opened up the acupuncture points in the body.
, entering the teaching realm.
In fact, the so-called geniuses in the world, to some extent, do not look at a person's specific strength, but really look at a person's potential.
The greater a person's potential and the faster his progress, the more terrifying that person will be. This person is undoubtedly a genius, and the White Dragon Envoy is exactly such a person.
Of course, Tang Feng also belongs to this category, so he can feel how terrifying the White Dragon Envoy is. He has already understood the meaning of the sword at such a young age, and it is not difficult for him to break through to the master realm.
Jialanzi, who was not far away, suddenly said: "Qingsongzi, go back quickly and see Wulongshi."
Qingsongzi nodded and said, "What about you, Uncle Master?"
Jialanzi said: "I have to stay and watch the last two fights. I have other things to discuss with the Beggar Clan. You can go."
Qing Songzi didn't ask what he was discussing with the Beggar Clan. After all, he knew that it was better not to ask too much about the elders' matters. He nodded slightly and left with a few people.
With the departure of Wu Longshi, the turbulent scene gradually calmed down.
I looked at the sky and saw that it was already past noon. Although it was not yet dusk, it was almost there.
The Black Dragon King came on stage, looked down at the audience, and said: "After a long day of work, all of you friends must be hungry too. Please go to the side to eat first."
Suddenly someone laughed and said: "Why are you hungry? We are full after watching such a wonderful battle, and we are not hungry at all. Black Dragon King, you should hurry up and announce the last battle."
The last battle is also the championship battle of the Junjie Martial Arts Conference. Even though it is the center of attention, everyone has already been impatient to wait.
The Black Dragon King smiled slightly and said: "Even if you are not hungry, the two people who are about to play still need to eat to replenish their energy."
"So please, please go to the Narrator to have a meal first. The conditions here are limited and we only have simple lunch boxes. I hope all my friends in the world will not dislike it!"
Naturally, no one would object to it. Although it was just a box lunch delivered from outside, everyone ate it with gusto. While eating, everyone was talking about the previous battle.
Of course, what everyone is most concerned about is still one topic: Who is stronger in this final battle?
"In my opinion, the White Dragon Envoy should win. After all, he is from the Shuchuan Tang Clan, and he has also understood the intention of the sword. He will definitely win!" someone said.
"I also think that the White Dragon Envoy is more likely to win. After all, his realm has reached the seventh level, while the Dragon Thorn Envoy is only at the peak of the fifth level."
"That's hard to say. The Dragon Thorn user appeared out of nowhere, like a dark horse. In just half a year, he caused a sensation in the entire world. How can such a person not have any real ability?"
"No one denies that the Dragon Thorn Envoy is incompetent. It's just that his ability is inferior to that of the White Dragon Envoy."
There was a lot of discussion at the venue. Everyone was undoubtedly looking forward to this final championship battle. Of course, the vast majority of people were optimistic about the White Dragon Envoy.
After all, no matter in terms of background or level, this White Dragon Envoy is stronger than the Dragon Thorn Envoy!
Of course, most of the people talking were the younger ones, the old people, who didn't even need to eat, but just sat there to comprehend and meditate.
Although they are also curious, their realm is different and they can no longer talk as rhetorically as young people.
About an hour later, when the sun gradually came to the west, the Black Dragon King once again stepped onto the martial arts field. As soon as he took the stage, the originally noisy scene immediately became quiet.
"Next, I believe you all know it and have been looking forward to it for a long time, so please invite these two talented people to come on stage!" He smiled slightly and waved to the two of them at the same time.
The White Dragon Envoy stepped forward, his white clothes rustling in the cold wind. His straight and slender body looked indescribably handsome.
In his hand, a flying knife appeared, with the Chinese character "Tang" engraved on it. Under the sunlight, it exuded a dazzling and cold luster.
Tang Feng also took a step forward. This time, he was holding a spear in his hand. This dragon spear was half a head taller than him, emitting a dazzling golden light in the sun.
