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Under the arena, Wang San, who had been confident before, covered his chest with his hands and sat on the ground with a pale face.

Gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang San stood up with difficulty, and changed his face a little while at the Miuying on the stage. Then he said unwillingly: "I lost."

With a confession, the quiet atmosphere in the arena was immediately broken, and what followed was of course the thunderous applause that burst out for the outstanding performance of the girl on the stage.

"No, not bad. It seems that Lin'er has recruited a real genius this time." Chu Jiangzhuo nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu nodded and said, "It is not easy to defeat the Holy Land student even if he is from Xinghai Palace. After all, the difference in age and the special effects of the Holy Land cannot be ignored."

"That's Wang San. We have seen him. He has just been a student who has entered the holy land for less than a year. He has already achieved such achievements. It's not easy." Chu Jiangzhuo pointed to Wang San, who was defeated at the stage, and said to Elder Wu.

"It was him. When he first came, he was also very good. However, this year, he reached the level of a fourth-level martial guard, which shows that he also worked very hard." Elder Wu replied, his words full of admiration.

His eyes turned back to the ring. When Xiao Ling'er heard the other party admit defeat calmly, a rare joy of success appeared on her cold pretty face. Then, the former walked off the ring with some false steps.

Seeing Xiao Ling'er return victoriously, everyone rushed forward. When everyone saw the former's pretty face, Dongfang Xue even quickened her pace, stepped forward and held her shaking body, and asked softly: "It's okay."

"It's okay." Xiao Ling'er raised his white arm with difficulty and swung it twice.

"It's fine." Dongfang Xue nodded, then put his jade hand on Xiao Ling'er's pulse and diagnosed it. After confirming that it was not hindered, she felt relieved.

Seeing Xiao Ling'er unhindered, Nangong Bo was relieved. He was also the core child of the Eight Great Family. Of course, he knew Xiao Ling'er very well. Although Xiao Ling'er had always been cold, he knew that Xiao Ling'er was the most outstanding person in Xinghai Palace at present, and everyone in Xinghai Palace regarded him as the pearl in his hand. If Xinghai Palace knew that Xiao Ling'er was seriously injured and affected his cultivation due to the dispute between him and the Holy Land students, let alone Xinghai Palace, even the elders of his family would not be able to spare him.

He looked at Xiao Ling'er with concern. After confirming that he was really nothing serious, Nangong Bo smiled and turned his head to Qiu Jun, who was gloomy across the face and said, "Brother Qiu, we have won this first formation. Can we start the second formation?"

A hint of pride was faintly revealed in his words, which made Qiu Jun very upset. The latter originally thought that his seven students had been practicing in the holy land for a year, and even if they faced the children of these eight major families, the winning rate would be higher than that of him, but he never thought that he would lose the first battle. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. Perhaps this was a good result. If Wang Sanzhen injured the other party, the matter would be very big.

After thinking it through, Qiu Jun nodded slightly and smiled: "The Eight Great Family is indeed extraordinary. Qiu has learned it. As Brother Nangong said, this second formation can begin."

"Wang Si, it's your turn." Turning around, Qiu Jun looked at Wang San's younger brother, but frowned.

Seeing Wang Si's angry expression, Qiu Jun thought it was not good, so he immediately turned around and complained to Nangong Bo, walked to Wang Si, and said in a deep voice: "Wang San is okay."

"It's okay." Wang Si replied angrily.

He pulled Wang Si over and said sternly: "Remind you, don't take action later. If the other party gets seriously injured, we can't take it."

"Then let it go?" Wang Si stared at Qiu Jun angrily.

"I didn't say that, I just let it go. I just took a little bit of it when I started. As long as I didn't get seriously injured, I would let the other party lie on the bed for a few days. But you have to pay attention. You must be careful, otherwise, the tutor will not be able to protect you by then."

He nodded slightly, Wang Si was still very convinced of Qiu Jun, but his brother's defeat and injury could not extinguish the anger in his heart.

"Haha, sorry, I'll deal with some trivial matters, now it's time to start." Qiu Jun, who turned back, said to Nangong Bo with a smile.

"Okay, this guy... Ou..., Huh? Where is Brother Ou?" Seeing that Qiu Jun had finished dealing with the matter, Nangong Bo was about to call Ou Chuyang to come out to compete with the other party for the second game, but then he realized that Ou Chuyang, who was supposed to be in the battle, was missing?

"Where is Brother Ou?" The puzzled eyes swept across the crowd of people in Yifang. After not finding Ou Chuyang's figure, Nangong Bo couldn't help asking in confusion.

"Don't you know?" Everyone looked at each other. Only then did they realize that Ou Chuyang, who had been watching the game just now, had no idea where he was going.

"Hmph! You're not running away." Wang Si hummed low when he saw that his opponent was gone. The anger in his tone was even stronger.

"Brother Qiu wait." Nangong Bo hugged his fists, returned to the team, and asked, "Has no one seen Brother Ou?"

Everyone shook their heads, but they didn't know.

"Maybe it's convenient to go there." At this time, Shen Hang suddenly spoke.

"Convenient? Convenient at this time?" After hearing Shen Hang's guess, many people who heard it couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Urine escape.

Countless people thought of this vulgar word. The people who just smiled and said nothing.

"What are you asking about this? Brother Ou is not that kind of person." Seeing that everyone was ridiculing, Shen Hang couldn't help blushing for his explanation, so he defended him angrily.

"That's it." At this time, Xu Jie'er, who was standing by, suddenly took over the conversation and said, "Don't ask, Ou Chuyang won't run away. If it doesn't work, just go to Nangong, just go to the first place. Ou Chuyang will come back later and let him go to the third formation."

"This... OK." Turning around to face Qiu Jun, Nangong Boyan said, "I'll do it first in this time."

Qiu Jun spread his hands, and looked indifferent, and said, "It's okay, Brother Nangong, please."

"Wang Si, be careful." He gave a low order, and Wang Si stepped onto the ring with anger.

"Brother Qiu? Not you?" Nangong Bo said in surprise when he saw that Qiu Jun had no intention of going to the stage. According to what he thought, this last battle must be between the leader in front of him and himself, but now...

"It's nothing, Brother Nangong Don't worry, Wang Si's strength is not inferior to me." Seeing what Nangong Bo means, Qiu Jun smiled. Obviously, he did not take Nangong Bo seriously.

"Okay." Nangong Bo, who had been polite, couldn't help but feel angry when he heard the other party say this. After realizing that the other party ignores him, the former also stepped onto the arena unhappy.

In the second round, due to Ou Chuyang's disappearance, Nangong Bo faced Wang Si.

Seeing someone on stage again, the noisy and excitement in the stands echoed again.

The duel caused by a small quarrel was in full swing, and at this time, our protagonist, Ou Chuyang, appeared outside the arena.

"My reading it wrong? No, is it dazzling?"

Outside the arena, in a small alley, Ou Chuyang was searching for something everywhere, and looking at his face, he smelled anxious.

"Where did you go so quickly?" Ou Chuyang still had no substantial discoveries after walking through several places. He couldn't help but stop there with some depression, recalling the scene just now.

Just now, when the duel between Xiao Ling'er and Wang San was in full swing, Ou Chuyang suddenly found a familiar figure in the stands, and this figure was quite similar to Fang Zhun, who was fighting against the enemy in the Sunset Forest.

After discovering the figure that looked like Fang Zhun, Ou Chuyang quietly left the team and searched for it. But when he followed the figure out of the arena, he found that the figure was gone.

"Why follow me?"

Just as Ou Chuyang was secretly distressed by the sudden disappearance of the figure, an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded not far behind him.

As soon as he heard this sound, Ou Chuyang quickly turned around and saw a thin figure appearing in front of him out of thin air.

After looking up and down at the figure, Ou Chuyang suddenly thought of the murderous and thin figure in the Sunburst Forest, and then asked, "Are you Fang Zhun?"

The thin man did not answer Ou Chuyang's question, but instead asked: "Who are you?"

"I'm Ou..., oh, I'm Liu Ran." Suddenly, I remembered that I was hiding my name at that time, Ou Chuyang immediately changed his words.

"Liu Ran?" When the figure heard this name, his murderous intent suddenly eased, but the remaining murderous aura was still locked in Ou Chuyang.

"It's me." Seeing Fang Zhun still looking at him with caution, Ou Chuyang understood that if he didn't take out anything that the other party trusted, Fang Zhun would probably not admit it. Even judging from his murderous aura, the latter would immediately fight against him.

He slowly raised his right hand, and under the urging of his internal energy, a round blue-purple palm thunder with domineering energy appeared in his palm.

Feeling the sudden aura of Ou Chuyang and looking at the blue and purple ball, Fang Zhun then restrained the murderous aura that was released and said coldly: "It's really you."

"I believe it now." Ou Chuyang said withdrew his palm thunder.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily." Fang Zhun stared at Ou Chuyang with his eyes closed. He didn't have a trace of joy of reunion with his old friends, and his face kept the coldness of being free from being close to.

Seeing Fang Zhun's gloomy expression, Ou Chuyang was not as enthusiastic as he had imagined to meet friends. However, he was familiar with Fang Zhun and immediately felt relieved. Fang Zhun was not good at speaking before and would not tell any of them to his companions, so the indifference he showed did not make Ou Chuyang feel anything strange. Ou Chuyang said: "How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay." Fang Zhun's words are still so simple.

Shaking his head speechlessly, Ou Chuyang said, "Since you have come to the imperial capital, why don't you meet Sister Zijing and the others?"

"There is nothing to meet. And I have important things to do when I come to the emperor, so it is not convenient to meet?"

"What is more important than a brother who is born and die?" Ou Chuyang frowned.

Fang Zhun did not answer, sighed softly, and said, "Don't ask, you can't know. I have something to do, let's go first."

After saying that, Fang Jun turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Seeing Fang Zhun leave as soon as he said, Ou Chuyang hurriedly shouted: "How can I find you?"

"You can't find it. If necessary, I will find you in the future." Fang Zhun finished speaking, his figure became illusory, and then suddenly disappeared on the spot.

"Damn! You have personality." He cursed in his heart. Ou Chuyang was very angry and cold. However, he had no choice. After all, a person's personality was there. Ou Chuyang knew that if he wanted Fang Zhun to shout to him: It is impossible to miss you so much.

"Martial competition?" As soon as Fang Zhun left, Ou Chuyang suddenly thought that there was still a martial arts competition waiting for him, so he turned around and walked quickly into the arena.

In the arena, the noisy shouts were roaring endlessly at this time, and the situation was caused by the two figures emitting a faint aura in the field.

"It's also very good to draw. I didn't expect that Wang Si was even better than his brother. This is comparable to the strength of a level 6 martial arts guard. Looking at the entire Shangwu Academy, he is also a genius." Chu Jiangzhuo nodded and smiled, making concluding remarks.

"Sixth-level Wuwei. This Nangong Bobukui is the first contemporary person of the Eight Great Family. Old Man Nangong's teachings are truly unparalleled." Elder Wu echoed.

"But there are three formations in this competition. The first two formations of Xiao family and Nangong family appeared. Who should be the next one?" A deep gaze projected to the small team of children of the Eight Great Family standing near the ring. Chu Jiangzhuo was very interested in knowing who would complete the last formation, and this last formation was the one he cared about the most, because the one waiting for the children of the Eight Great Family will be Qiu Jun, the strongest among the Holy Land students.

"It actually tied." The Eight Great Family and others looked at the two people walking down the stage, and they were incredible. This mood can be divided into two types. The first kind of shock is that the other party actually has the strength comparable to the level 6 martial arts guards. The second kind is that Nangong Bo, who once defeated Shen Hang, was also that kind of strength. Although it was only a tie, what they showed was not something Qiu Jun and others could understand. It was just because, although Nangong Bo gave up with the tie, the former did not use any shocking martial arts from beginning to end. This shows that on the basis of those types that might be called advanced martial arts, Nangong Bo still has deeper and stronger strength, but everyone did not see that strength. Therefore, everyone with all kinds of thoughts looked shocked and disappointed.

"Ou Chuyang hasn't come back yet?" He slowly walked off the stage and came to everyone. Nangong Bo asked with a breath, looking a little tired.

"Not yet." Everyone shook their heads.

"Oh, if not, Sister Xueer, why not, you should play on behalf of Ou Chuyang." Nangong Bo sighed in a low voice, and his tone was very disappointed.

"Hmm? He's back." Just when Dongfang Xue had no choice but to agree, the sharp-eyed Xu Jieer found Ou Chuyang among the crowd of figures.

Everyone heard the news and looked into the distance, and saw Ou Chuyang coming over in the crowd in the distance.

When Ou Chuyang came to everyone, he was sweating profusely and looked very embarrassed.
Chapter completed!