Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

In the evening, Ye Chen came to Xuan Xin's room.

At this time Xuanxin was meditating and adjusting his breath, when he heard the movement outside the door, he immediately got up.

"Today, I'm really sorry, I almost violated the rules, thanks to you stopping me in time." Xuan Xin whispered.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, his face was calm, neither sad nor happy, he released a divine power from his palm, injected it into Xuanxin's body, and probed her meridians.

After a while, he found that Xuanxin's meridians were still the same as usual, without any abnormality.

"It's nothing today, but I'm a little worried, when will you suddenly lose control again?"

Ye Chen spoke softly, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Because this kind of thing is really unpredictable, even he didn't find any clues.

The cause of today's loss of control may be due to the violence in the battlefield, or it may be other uncontrollable factors.

"I will suppress myself, I will definitely restrain myself next time, and I won't cause you any more trouble." Xuan Xin said hastily.

Originally, Ye Chen was a little confused, but now that he heard such words, he felt even more worried.

There must be something here.

Perhaps seeing Ye Chen's eyes, Xuan Xin lowered her head slowly.

She said: "Today I felt that inexplicable call again. It made me irritable and made me unable to control myself. Whenever I heard the call, I couldn't help but want to kill."

Hearing this, Ye Chen sighed softly.

He stepped forward and hugged Xuan Xin into his arms.

"I will never give up on you. No matter what happens, I will be by your side and bear everything for you."

The time came to the second day, and the next team battle had already proceeded as scheduled.

"In the second round, the Holy Land will face off against Wanfazong."

The two sides of the battle have been determined. At this time, the teams of both sides have prepared in advance and are about to enter the battlefield.

But at this moment, the master of Wanfa Sect suddenly stood up.

He said: "According to the past practice, both of us sent a ten-man team just for a real contest. Why don't we change the previous rules today and make a small change?"

Shengzun raised his eyebrows slightly, and he asked lightly: "Then how do you change it in your opinion?"

The master of the Wanfa Sect took a look at everyone present, especially at the Wanshou Sect.

He showed a slight smile, and said lightly: "How about today, how about we both get rid of the strongest fighter and the weakest fighter, and have a mid-level contest?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and began to discuss in low voices.

Wan Fazong analyzed the rules of winning in the Holy Land before, and credited most of the credit to Ye Chen, thinking that he was the one who turned the world around and supported the overall situation.

They felt that as long as Ye Chen was not around, their chances of winning would be halved.

The Holy One looked at the crowd, and then he nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Okay, Ye Chen, Xuan Kui, you two go out, take a break today."

Hearing this, Xuan Kui quickly agreed.

But Ye Chen hesitated a little.

Not for anything else, but because he was worried that Xuanxin would suddenly lose control. If he was present, he could stop him, but if he was not there, there might be unimaginable consequences.

The master of Wanfa Sect looked at Ye Chen and asked, "Ye Chen, do you have any difficulties?"

Ye Chen shook his head quickly and said: "No, I just feel that the most important thing for a sect power is the strength of the peak members. If our strongest disciples can't play, it may be unfair."

Hearing this, the Master of Wanfa Sect's expression froze on the spot.

Being refuted by a junior in public, I can't hold back the truth.

He said coldly: "So, do you think I'm unfair?"

"Don't dare to go down."

Since there was no way to stop them, Ye Chen used his mental power to transmit a sound to Kong Linger when everyone was about to enter the stage.

"In the next battle, try not to let Xuan Xin get involved, protect her well."

Kong Linger gave him a look in response, and nodded slightly to express her agreement.

In the end, the teams of eight from both sides gradually entered the field, and the battlefield was chosen in a mountain forest.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters here, and the five elements of the surrounding world are strong, which is very suitable for monks to play.

You can't intervene now, and Ye Chen can only sit on the seat and watch the light screen above.

There was always this faint unease in his heart, but now he could only watch it.

The battle zone between the two sides is in a mountainous area, where the spiritual energy is dense, and the eight disciples of Wanfazong quickly formed a formation, which has a blessing effect on each other, and their strength has been improved collectively.

Kong Linger transmitted voice to several disciples, as if she was conveying instructions.

Afterwards, the seven people protected Xuan Xin behind their backs.

A disciple said: "Junior Sister Xuanxin, just wait and watch the battle from the back, we will defeat them."

Afterwards, Kong Ling'er took the lead, and Linglongjian swung a series of sword movements, trying to open a breakthrough in the eight trigrams formation formed by eight people.

Several swords were cut out, but Wanfazong's formation was unbreakable, but it showed a posture of counterattack.

At this time, Kong Ling'er finally couldn't hold back anymore, she would definitely suffer a loss if she went on like this, so she still cast her magic spell.

Once the holy sword technique was used, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, the surrounding aura was drained, and a powerful sword was swiftly slashed out.

However, the eight members of Wanfazong each sacrificed spiritual treasures, or even semi-divine weapons. With their joint efforts, they actually withstood the blow of the holy sword technique.

On the contrary, Kong Linger was shocked by a huge force, spit out a stream of blood from her mouth, and flew out directly.

"Junior Sister Linger!"

Xuan Xin hurriedly stepped forward to catch it.

However, at this time, the Wanfa sect quickly changed their formation and just surrounded the two of them.

The other six people hurriedly used various martial arts, but it was still difficult to achieve any effect.

Just when Kong Linger was still hesitating whether to admit defeat, Xuan Xin finally moved.

A crimson light erupted from her eyes, and her aura surged.

She rushed straight to a Wanfa Sect disciple, and her destructive law broke through the eight trigrams formation directly.

Before the disciple who was attacked had time to parry, his body was shattered by a palm on the spot and exploded into a cloud of blood.

"Little Junior Brother!"

The eyes of the other seven people were red at that time, and they wanted to take revenge regardless of the group.

Xuan Xin swiped across with his palm, and seven people flew out at the same time, at the slightest, the sword and arm would be broken, at the worst, the bones would be broken, tendons broken, and all veins would be broken.

Seeing such a scene on the light curtain, everyone in the dojo was shocked.

There is such a powerful existence in the Holy Land.

Especially the master of Wanfa Sect lost many outstanding disciples, and his heart was bleeding.

"Holy One, let's admit defeat and stop fighting!"

He hastened to admit defeat.

The other sect forces did the same, and they all admitted defeat.

They can't afford to provoke young strong men of this level.