Shinto Dantei

"Duanmu Ci, what's going on?"

A man rushed to the martial arts stage and supported Duanmu Ci.

He is also the genius of Xiao Xuan's faction, so he is very concerned about the final result, "Whose hands is the Medicine God Flower? Did you meet Jing Zhongyue?"

Duanmuci glanced across the field.

As expected, apart from himself, only Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue were left who had not been eliminated.

The first place in the final trial should be born from the two of them.

"The Medicine God Flower is now in the hands of Jing Zhongyue. Ye Chen and I met her. After the battle started, I..."

Duanmu Ci kept recalling the scene of that sword in his mind.

The flower bones emerge silently.

Not only weird, but also cruel!

The pursuit is to strike with a direct fatal blow.

terrible.

Duanmu Ci couldn't help but touch his neck, as if there were still wounds there.

"You mean, Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue are having a decisive battle?"

The man's pupils contracted violently, but he did not suppress his voice, so that all the disciples in the room heard it clearly.

Wow!

There was an instant uproar.

Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue finally met!

Suddenly, many people looked at Ye Chen with sneers.

If I meet Jing Zhongyue, will I still be able to enjoy your fruit?

I'm afraid this battle will be over soon.

"Yes, they are fighting. It's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker...it won't be possible to tell the winner for a while!"

Duanmu Ci stood up. He never spoke much. After saying this, he left the martial arts arena without looking back.

Through this trial in the virtual spirit world, he finally realized the gap between himself and the real genius.

He also lost his life nine times, but in front of Jing Zhongyue, he couldn't even parry a sword.

It’s still too far behind!

"Haha, this guy Ye Chen finally encountered a tough situation."

"I estimate that he will be 'eliminated' by Jing Zhongyue in just one stick of incense!"

"Yes, the gap in hard power cannot be made up."

The disciples talked about it with gusto.

Xiao Yuan'er heard this, and her expression became a little uncertain for a moment.

"Is Master in danger?"

Xiao Yuan'er suddenly spoke with a firm tone.

"Won't."

"Won't."

Lanlan and Wei Zelong shook their heads at the same time.

But Wang Dacai and Ning Anran were both hesitant.

Because this matter is really hard to say.

Everyone can see how strong Jing Zhongyue is.

Before the winner is determined, a rational person cannot make a conclusion.

"Then if I come on stage and kill Jing Zhongyue, will she not be able to kill the master?"

Xiao Yuan'er tilted her head, looking like she was in the industry.

The words are astonishing.

Everyone was startled, never expecting that Xiao Yuan'er would have such an idea.

"My sister-in-law, please don't!"

Wang Dacai looked like he was begging, "The Lingjian Sect has the rules of the Lingjian Sect. This is one of the battles for the position of the Young Sect Master. The rules are strict. If you go up and break the rules, let alone whether you can succeed, I'm afraid Mr. Ye If you don’t lose, you will be judged to have lost!”

Seeing that Xiao Yuan'er was still unwilling to give up, Wang Dacai said earnestly, "Don't worry, don't you understand your master's strength? Facing a strong person of the same level, he has never lost. If he could have won, because What a pity it would be if you lost the game because of your recklessness?"

"Oh, okay."

Little Yuan'er then stuck out her tongue and put the idea back.

Ning Anran on the side looked dumbfounded.

This little girl looks cute and well-behaved, but she didn't expect to be so tough!

She actually wanted to take action directly and go to the stage to kill Jing Zhongyue!

If it were anyone else, how would they think of this level?

It seems that Xiao Yuan'er is indeed 'innocent', even a little too much.

All the disciples are eagerly waiting for Ye Chen to wake up.

Once awakened, it means that the incarnation of consciousness has been killed in the virtual world.

There can only be one final winner.

If it weren't for Jing Zhongyue, Ye Chen would have almost had a chance.

However, as soon as Jing Zhongyue takes action, the final result of the game is almost determined.

Soon, the time of one stick of incense passed.

"What's going on? The game hasn't been decided yet?"

"I don't know, but it should be soon."

"Ye Chen can persist in Jing Zhongyue's hands for so long, it's an honor even though he is defeated!"

"Yes, after all, the other geniuses were quickly killed."

Those disciples talked freely.

None of them had any confidence in Ye Chen.

Just like that, an hour passed.

There was still no movement between the two people on the stage.

No one is eliminated, no one is out.

"What...is going on?"

"I don't know, just wait."

"I don't believe that Ye Chen is Jing Zhongyue's opponent!"

Another hour.

The sky is gradually ending.

Time flies so fast, a night passes in the blink of an eye.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on everyone's faces, the game still had no winner.

None of the disciples felt sleepy at all. They took a deep breath and wanted to see the final outcome.

"I don't believe it anymore."

"Could it be that the two of them never met at all?"

"Yes, it's possible."

"But Senior Brother Duanmu said before..."

"Are you stupid? They are from the same faction, so they must choose the best one!"

Everyone quickly concentrated and held their breath, and continued to wait for the result.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

In the evening, the sun was setting.

You didn't even feel much in a day, and it passed quickly.

Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue, still no one was eliminated.

"I suspect that Ye Chen has been hiding from the beginning."

"Yes, he probably wants to hide for three days."

"Anyway, if he didn't meet Jing Zhongyue and didn't fight, it means that he can't tell the winner."

"What a scheme!"

Outside the cave.

The battle between Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue became more and more intense.

The entire cave was collapsed by the air waves that burst out from the two people's bodies.

The ground inside and outside showed large cracks.

The earth was shaking, and the space cracks were roaring.

Jing Zhongyue was obviously not as strong as yesterday. Whether it was the speed of the sword or the body movement, he was a little tired, no longer as sharp as before.

As for Ye Chen, he seemed to have no idea what tiredness was.

His body was as strong as a dragon, his blood was as vigorous as the sea, and his breath was as long as the wind.

His heart beat like a drum.

After a collision, the two of them separated.

"Why do you still have the strength?"

A trace of shock finally flashed across Jing Zhongyue's beautiful eyes.

This was the first time she felt that she was not as good as the other party in a head-on collision.