Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Perhaps, by advancing to the finals, you will be able to prove yourself.

perhaps...

After winning the rest of his life, he can tell others that Wu Qianqiu... is a genius who lives up to expectations.

perhaps...

Wu Qianqiu's face was a little pale, and sweat dripped down his long hair.

His eyes were full of determination.

Half squatting on the ground, leaning on the ground with one hand, looking at Han Jue opposite.

Also... win him first!

But in the end...

Accompanied by that ferocious punch, Wu Qianqiu flew out weakly and fell to the ground.

In the end, it was still defeated.

The combat experience is slightly poor, and the physical strength is better in the early stage. Due to many factors, Wu Qianqiu is no longer in the top four.

As for competing for the so-called No.3, is it really important?

barely got up.

But this time, the imaginary sarcasm did not come, and all the audience just watched him silently, and then... applauded.

Wu Qianqiu was at a loss.

As if puzzled.

why...

I won last time, but only got boos.

But this time he lost, but received approval.

At this moment, Wu Qianqiu suddenly understood something, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he forced his body full of scars, bowed slightly to the audience, and stepped off the stage with the support of the medical staff.

The intensity of the finals was far higher than expected.

Only rested for 10 minutes.

Finals...beginning.

Yu Sheng came to the stage silently, looking at the stern-faced Han Jue opposite, "Can you... use your chest... to break a boulder?"

asked expectantly.

"I would rather die!"

Han Jue said very little, and rushed forward without even giving Yu Sheng a chance to speak again.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and with the roar of the bear, the muscles soar.

Like a tiger descending a mountain.

It immediately aroused the audience's anticipation.

This momentum, this rhythm of energy, maybe... There is a chance... Well, no.

A brutal unilateral crush.

In the venue, the bear roared continuously.

It sounds harsh, but there is always pain mixed with the roar.

Eventually, a tooth fell into the ring.

It is also declaring the victory of Yu Sheng.

Even the slightest sense of anticipation was not left to the audience, even if they were slightly evenly matched, they dared to boldly predict another plot direction.

It's just that as the winner of the championship, Yu Sheng didn't seem particularly happy.

He glanced at the audience in disappointment and sighed softly.

close-up.

Put it on the big screen.

The audience who had raised their hands and was about to applaud silently lowered their hands.

Wisps of gray air spread, rushing towards Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.

"Could it be that the network is not good, and the energy of the broken boulder in the chest is delayed?"

Whispering, Yu Sheng didn't quite understand, frowning slightly.

It looks a little serious.

The growth rate of the gray gas couldn't help but become faster.

Just standing on a simple podium with the logo of the Jin Yuanbao Group printed on it inexplicably, holding a gold-plated version specially made for the champion, Jin Yuanbao, in his hand.

Yu Sheng finally figured out something.

Individual champion...

Holding the championship trophy, Yu Sheng had the inexplicable urge to share for the first time.

Look around.

Without Zhao Zicheng, without Xu Yuanqing.

Including Sun Wen, Lin Xiaoxiao, Artest, Mu Yu...

The belief of coveting everyone is constantly moving forward, but when it really reaches the finish line and wins the trophy, there is no one behind.

The trophy that he raised slightly was put down gently again.

I feel a little empty in my heart.

"Is this... is it the feeling of a friend..."

Taking a deep breath, Yu Sheng took the trophy and turned to leave.

The figure is a little lonely.

Back at the hotel, I placed the trophy in the most conspicuous position, took out my phone, took a photo, sent it to the 140th class group, and sat on the sofa.

no respond.

On average, every few minutes, Yu Sheng would always take a look at it, and then turn it off silently.

Turn it on, turn it off again.

It's like looking forward to something, but it's very calm.

Until night fell, there was no sound in the group.

"perhaps..."

"Go to sleep..."

Whispering, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the moonlight, a little lost in thought.

……

"Go!"

Accompanied by a roar, a total of five sixth-time awakeners, led by Yuan Qingshan, rushed into a village.

A figure rose into the sky.

A terrifying energy aura fluctuated from his body.

Behind him is a pitch-black wing, which is inlaid with seven crystal stones.

midair.

Qi Changshan's figure suddenly fell.

Carrying your hands on your back and stepping down with one foot, it's like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, which is depressing.

Yuan Qingshan below smiled and caught up.

Front and rear pinch.

Several sixth-time awakened people scattered, surrounding this person.

"I'm a bounty hunter!"

"That's how you Moge treats human skills..."

The man was still roaring.

"Thanks to you!"

"You old bastard!"

Yuan Qingshan was swearing, he was just kicked away by this guy, turned around and chased after him.

The whole battle lasted for half an hour.

In the end, at the cost of that person's energy exhaustion, he barely held it down.

"Grandma's, it's good to be young!"

"I'm exhausted!"

Yuan Qingshan's gray hair turned a bit dark, with a displeased expression on his face, he just kicked the so-called god in the ass of this cult.

"Run!"

"Keep running!"

"A black angel god?"

"Ok?"

"Come on, sprinkle some divine splendor for the old man to see!"

"If you can't sprinkle it out today, I will throw away the ashes for you!"

Yuan Qingshan watched his well-maintained hair become so messed up, and the more he talked, the more angry he became.

Especially seeing Qi Changshan standing in the distance to watch the excitement: "You f*cking old bastard, why are you alright?"

"Because I'm not stupid."

Qi Changshan said coldly, grabbed the black angel by the neck, dragged it from the ground, and walked farther and farther.

Only Yuan Qingshan was left standing there impotent and furious.

Several sixth-time awakeners stood behind and tried to hold back their laughter, but they couldn't control it.

His face flushed.

"Look at what!"

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Like a lion with nowhere to vent, Yuan Qingshan glared at them viciously, turned and left.

Several people looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

Who would have thought that such a grumpy old guy would be a member of the Education Department...

Focus on education.

It doesn't make sense when you think about it.

In the village, there were a few other scattered backbones of the cult, who were carried in their hands like chickens, and they drove away in the car back to Mocheng.