Moriel's participation caused a small stir, but it quickly subsided.
The loser is out and there is no possibility of change.
Regardless of whether it was due to the symptoms of haemorrhage or, as Xu Zhi said, insufficient IQ, there was no way to refute Moriel's loss.
Qingchuan Akako is right next to Moriel. If Xu Zhi can pry the back door into this, there is no way.
"Look, Yichuan is not bad!"
In addition to irregular geniuses, normal young talents are also gradually seen in the four-nation exchange competition.
Yichuan.
A practitioner who once worked side by side with Xu Zhi.
At this time, he looked calm, and he was still simple when he fired the gun.
The uncomplicated spearmanship has a power that is hard to contend with.
Removed the bells and whistles and got rid of the complexity.
Everything returns to its purest state.
This is the road to simplicity, and it is also the most difficult road.
No one can dominate with basic marksmanship.
Without accumulated knowledge, it is difficult to climb higher.
Yi Chuan can act like this, but he can simulate the intention of the gun.
Just as Tuo Guhong was able to imitate Xu Zhi's magic, Yi Chuan was able to imitate a kind of spear art through long-term contact.
This kind of artistic conception continues to improve as his cultivation level and talent strengthen, and the simulation becomes closer and closer to the person being simulated.
This has benefited him a lot.
Up to now, he has made a splash, become famous in one fell swoop, and has begun to enter the top eight.
"He is simulating Grandmaster Yi Zhongdi's Spear Intent. If he wants to go further, he needs to improve it."
"Grandmaster He Taichong from the military region is good at spearmanship. If he becomes a disciple, he will definitely be able to take a step further."
Yi Zhongdi is ranked forty-three among the grandmasters, while He Taichong is ranked ninth. These are two completely different combat powers, and they also provide room for improvement for Yi Chuan.
"If he can continue to grow in the future and imitate Grandmaster Huangpu's spear intention, he will definitely have a bright future. He might be another Yuanzong Bokong."
If you don't go out of your own way, the highest achievement of the imitator is the type of Yuan Zong Bokong.
It is difficult to become a great grandmaster, but it is also difficult for any grandmaster to match Yuan Zong Bokong's combat prowess.
This is not a disparagement to Yi Chuan, but a great cultivator who can achieve Yuanzong Bokong is already a top cultivator and can be called a legend in a certain area.
Xu Zhi and Lu Sheng'an lowered their heads to talk, and they inevitably suggested some future directions for the players.
"It would have been better if they had more time," Lu Sheng'an lamented, "This era is very unfair to them, and it is difficult for them to have time to grow."
Eighth into the fourth, Yichuan began to be eliminated.
"All times are fair, and everyone faces the same problems," Xu Zhi replied.
We heard about the tragedy of Renxi and MacArthur in the previous term. In this term, the weight of ancient bags has been directly amplified.
This also meant that there was no own goal in this exchange tournament, allowing the seed players from Dongyue and South Australia to meet prematurely.
The top four were sorted out, and their opponents were revealed one after another.
Gu Baobao faced off against Wuyaba Gula, while Wen Renxi faced off against Jingmen Twelve Eyes.
Wuyaba Gula knew the importance of the matter. When he fought with Gu Baobao, he was obviously focused on discussing with each other and did not want to get involved in the final game between Gu Baobao and Wen Renxi.
"I hope there will always be peace between Northern Xinjiang and Dongyue, and I hope we will have the opportunity to discuss things normally."
Wuyaba Gula's long stick stalled, and then Gu Baobao wiped his throat with a knife.
His eyes were calm, without any regret, and he whispered a few words before suddenly turning into fragments of light and shadow.
"I'm waiting for you in the Grandmaster Realm!"
Taking off the device, Gu Baobao raised his hand towards Uyaba Gula, which made Uyaba Gula's face full of pain.
Now he is thirty-two years old and belongs to the top masters of the younger generation.
But compared to everyone in the Yan family, his glory seems dim.
But it seems as simple as eating and drinking for people like the Yan family to step into the master realm one by one.
Although his combat power is extremely strong, Wuyabagula feels that he is still far from being a master.
In previous years, he and Xu Zhi were side by side, and Yan Jinbai had to catch up, which gave him a huge advantage.
Now if he wants to stand side by side with ancient bags, people won’t wait for him.
Uyabagula got a headache just thinking about it.
But when he looked at another player, Wen Renxi, he immediately regained his balance.
After all, Wen Renxi was much worse off than him.
On another platform, Wen Renxi and Jingmen's twelve eyes were fighting each other, but they couldn't give in.
The twelve eyes of Jingmen are not convinced by Wen Renxi, and they also have the ability to disobey Wen Renxi.
In the eight-to-four round, he directly eliminated Margoros.
This is the granddaughter of Grand Master Margaret, who is a target of key training, and finally participated in this four-nation exchange competition.
Despite participating and losing many times, no one doubts Margoroth's strength.
This also proves Jingmen’s twelve-purpose ability.
The Jingmen Twelve Eyes and Wenrenxi fought bitterly and without any humility.
Wen Renxi was eliminated twice in a row, and it was already difficult for him to trust him.
But he came up short in the end.
"I don't accept it. If I had the conditions you had in Wenrenxi, how could I have set foot here and let Nan'ao end up like this..."
Forty-six-year-old Jingmen Twelve Eyes, this is his last time participating in the Four-Nation Exchange Competition.
The 44-year-old Wen Renxi has the same opportunity. In two years' time, it will be difficult for him to participate in the competition due to his age, and it will be difficult for him to wait any longer.
The chest was smashed with a sledgehammer, Jingmen's twelve eyes were full of reluctance, and finally turned into fragments of light and shadow.
Wen Renxi on the stage opened his mouth, but in the end he could only sigh slightly.
Compared to him, the Jingmen Twelve Eyes were far behind.
Not as good as him, not as good as Uyaba Gula, and even worse than Gu Baobao.
The Twelve Eyes of Jingmen fought with each other just because of the dissatisfaction in their hearts, and even risked taking medicine while practicing.
Just like when he lost to Yan Jinbai.
It's just that he came out back then.
My mentality began to return to normal.
Yan family myths were created one after another, and not many people believed in Wen Renxi anymore.
But he is indeed the strongest master practitioner in South Australia.
"Freak!"
Wen Renxi has received the most praise since she grew up.
This word is also suitable for the Yan family.
That is an irresistible existence.
Losing means losing, and he has no reason to be dissatisfied.
But his strength is advancing more steadily.
Until now, Wen Renxi felt that she had reached the end of her efforts.
Even for Jingmen Twelve Eyes, a player at the same level, any fighting action is controlled by his rhythm.
This is the limit of his life.
It’s hard to take a step further than a hundred feet of progress.
After this battle, no matter he loses or wins, he has no reason to stay in the master stage anymore.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
When he came on stage again, Wen Renxi uttered his first words since participating in the competition.
His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
This is a fateful battle.
The stadium was completely silent at this time, and even in the conference hall behind the scenes, there was silence at this time, waiting for the result to be announced.
"You can relax a little. Second Senior Brother said that you are carrying a heavy burden. This kind of weight should not be borne by you."
Gu Baobao wiped his tears before starting to talk to Wen Renxi.
"Don't Dongyue's burden also fall on you?"
Gu Baobao's reply was not a battle declaration like "I've been waiting for you for a long time," but an ordinary chat, which made Wen Renxi couldn't help but ask a question.
"That's different. I am the senior brother and senior sister who take turns to carry out the relay. Although the burden is heavy, it is nothing compared to you."
"I……"
"Three consecutive terms have been on your shoulders. You must have had a hard time these years."
"That's a bit of it!"
"How difficult it is to make another step forward. The pain of cultivation is nothing. Being difficult to understand is what we really face."
"indeed."
"Uyabagula just said..."
…
On the ring, as the two began to talk, the countdown to the battle began, and then the battle began, but the two did not directly fight each other.
On the contrary, following Gu Baobao's guidance, Wen Renxi began to fall into conversation.
This seemed to make him open up and start talking.
Including being specially trained by Wenren Weiyang, I never had much free time, and my time was arranged like clockwork.
Failure to complete the goal will result in more severe penalties.
He also talked about the constant encouragement through words and deeds. To Wen Ren Weiyang, it seemed like encouragement, but Wen Renxi felt that it was more like stimulation, which made his nerves tense to the point of infinite tension.
Wen Renxi once suspected that he would die suddenly.
This made Wenren Weiyang in the conference hall look livid.
"Mr. Xu, it seems that your junior sister is not cultivating Ai? She has already taken action at this time."
Wenren Weiyang spoke up, while Xu Zhi shrugged.
"I have never paid much attention to the cultivation of my fellow disciples. You should know that our sect is completely independent."
Xu Zhi shied away completely.
Normally, it is suitable for people who cry to practice the "Sorrow" of the Seven Evil Spirits of the White Tiger.
The sadder you are, the more you cry, the stronger you become.
Such is the case with Yan Xingxia.
Once this great master sheds tears, everyone who hears Weiyang must treat him with caution.
But what Gu Baobao practiced was not ‘sorrow’.
Soft on the outside but strong on the inside.
Ancient bags finally chose ‘love’.
This emotion originally stems from gratitude.
My parents and elders have little power, but they try their best to support me.
The grace of her mentor allowed her to enter a new world.
I have many senior brothers and sisters who support me, and I have countless friendships that are hard to count.
As the youngest junior sister, Gu Baobao also grew up in a very loving environment when she was trying to improve herself.
Thankful love.
As her experience expanded, she also began to spread this emotion to many other places.
This is the most difficult emotion to cultivate among the seven evil spirits of the White Tiger.
It is also the most bizarre type of power.
Part of it even has some similarities with Imelia's charm.
Even words may trick people into letting down their guard and recall the memories of love in their hearts.