"Breakthrough!" A Jindan disciple felt the changes in the spiritual energy around him.
The liquid formed by the spiritual energy in Liya's dantian continued to gather towards the center, and finally condensed into a golden elixir containing more pure spiritual power. When the surrounding spiritual energy returned to calm, Liya's breakthrough came to an end.
"You could have won, but you were too soft-hearted. Now you are definitely no match for me." Li Ya said calmly, "A man who is hesitant in trouble will hardly become a lieutenant general even if he becomes a major general."
Long Yu was a little confused by Liya's sudden change, and silently felt that this woman was too confident in her own strength: "Come on, it's just the early stage of the golden elixir."
The voice of the reply was very soft, but it had the effect of being as silent as a chill in the ears of Li Ya and the surrounding disciples.
Today, whether it is in the middle stage of foundation building or even in the late stage of foundation building, standing here and saying such words will definitely be ridiculed and arrogant.
But standing here today is Long Yu, who has pushed the disciples in the late foundation building stage to break through the golden elixir stage. Except for Li Ya's fanatical suitors, no one dares to make a judgment easily.
"You..." Before Li Ya could finish her words, Long Yu's sword arrived.
The first sword!
"I don't know what a strong person is in your eyes, but it would be too ridiculous if your target is just the so-called major general!"
The addition of the Kendo of Perseverance and the Kendo of Killing doubles the power of the Kendo.
It is impossible for a sword like this not to bleed.
Under Fang Lanmeng's continuous training, Long Yu's sword speed has far surpassed that of the same level. With the pace of the Domain and Afterimage Art, Li Ya can't even see the shadow of the sword clearly!
The power of the sword was so strong that even though Liya quickly condensed her domain to counter it, the sword had already pierced Liya's left shoulder.
The sword energy entered the body and shattered the bones!
The second sword!
"Just because I haven't thought about killing you, doesn't mean I can't kill you. What do you want to choose, and what does it have to do with me?"
Liya quickly adjusted, trying to dodge, but in an instant, Liya felt that her field was in danger of collapsing again.
If last time she was exhausted and unable to support herself, this time Li Ya felt like her domain was being torn apart!
All the monks at the Golden Core stage and above felt that Long Yu's domain power instantly increased at this moment!
"Is it the fifth avenue? You, this child's soul is really amazing!" Yang Linming felt the condensation of Long Yu unfolding the fifth avenue, "It's just what kind of avenue is this? It doesn't look like the fourth level of swordsmanship, but it has Power similar to the fourth level!”
"I don't know, our Xuehan Sect actually has such a genius, but we discovered it too late!" When You Rencheng saw this, all kinds of surprise and admiration turned into regret and resentment towards the leader Yang Dong.
A prodigy will definitely attract the attention of other sects. Before they grow up, this will bring unimaginable trouble and danger.
The third sword!
"I don't know what your experience is, but compared to the fact that you at least have relatives, you already have everything, what else do you want?!"
When Liya's domain was completely torn apart and she was knocked out of the ring, her dull eyes could not hide her collapsed heart.
Long Yu sword returned to the scabbard, the domain was retracted, and he glanced at all the disciples. Even most of the disciples at the Golden Core stage couldn't help but take a few steps back.
And Liya stood in the wind, as still as a sculpture for a moment. In her eyes, the transformation from despair to deep hatred was like a heavy bell, vibrating on every inch of her skin.
In Li Ya's view: She once dreamed of becoming a major general, and that dream was like a beacon, illuminating her path forward. But now, that light has gone out, replaced by deep darkness.
She looked at Long Yu, filled with resentment. Long Yu seemed to have become a symbol of her failure. She believed that Long Yu had ruined her and her dream of becoming a major general.
A flash of anger flashed in Li Ya's eyes, and then deep pain. Her heart was filled with unwillingness and resentment, as if a fire was burning. The fire was not for her own failure, but for the person who ruined her dream - Long Yu.
A trace of determination flashed in Li Ya's eyes. She took a deep breath and shook her head vigorously, as if to shake off the despair and hatred in her heart. Then, she turned around and left, heading for an unknown distance.
At this time, no one dared to follow Li Ya, and Yang Hui just secretly sent someone to protect her.
Li Ya's heart was filled with deep pain and anger, but she did not cry. Because in Li Ya's view, tears cannot undo her failure or make up for her lost dreams.
Only hatred, only by turning that hatred into strength, can she return to the ring one day and rekindle the fire of hope.
Quietly, Li Ya's mentality has changed...
Li Ya's back gradually disappeared in the wind, leaving only a faint breath of despair and hatred in the air.
As for Long Yu, he stood there and took a deep breath. He knew that he might have completely changed Li Ya's life. But that's not what he wants. What he wants is fair competition, not such deep resentment.
For a time, no disciple dared to go to the ring to fight Long Yu, not even Yang Hui sent any more people.
Therefore, among the many arenas, Long Yu's arena stood out in a unique way.
The surrounding atmosphere is full of fierce competition and challenges, the battles in every ring are in full swing, and the audience is excited.
However, when people turned their attention to Long Yu's arena, they found that it was surprisingly peaceful, with only the remaining arena.
Long Yu's arena was in sharp contrast to other arenas. His arena was empty, so quiet that only the breeze could be heard blowing through the leaves.
This tranquility is in sharp contrast to the surrounding noise, like a silent valley standing in the middle of the noisy city.
No one dares to challenge Long Yu, not because he is weak, but because he is too strong.
Long Yu has won several challenges in a row. Although each game is not an overwhelming victory, in the hearts of most disciples, Long Yu seems to have become a monk with no upper limit. No one can accurately pinpoint Long Yu. How strong.
Most disciples gradually turned to doubts and fears about Long Yu's strength, so that no one dared to step into his arena again.
This contrast makes Long Yu's arena even more conspicuous. Under the attention of everyone, he stood quietly on the ring with a hint of loneliness and pride.
As other disciples looked up at him, Long Yu's eyes seemed deep and firm, as if telling everyone that he was unchallengeable. This powerful aura and confidence made people's awe of him even stronger.
However, the contrast doesn't stop there. In other arenas, challengers tried their best and used all their tricks to win. Every attack and every defense they make is full of passion and blood. However, in Long Yu's arena, this kind of passion and blood can't be seen at all. He is always calm and composed, and he can maintain calm analysis and judgment no matter what opponent he faces. His fighting style is steady and practical, every attack is precise and powerful, and every defense is perfect and impeccable.
This calmness and composure were in sharp contrast to the fierce fighting in the surrounding ring.
The snow in the snow season will not stop. In an instant, it will snow heavily again, and the overwhelming whiteness is like cotton wool torn by the sky, falling feebly on this seemingly desolate world.
You Rencheng did not crush Xueyun this time...
For a moment, it seemed to be an unnoticed corner, with only the shrill sound of the wind, wrapped in heavy snow, as if playing a sad elegy.
Long Yu, his sword and Taoist robe were still on this dilapidated arena, in the cold wind.
Many female disciples felt that Long Yu's figure looked particularly lonely in the falling snow, like a dark shadow in the snow, half light and half dark. He raised his deep eyes and looked at the endless sea of snow, as if searching for answers and recalling the shadows of the past.
But Long Yu was looking at the distant sky at this moment, gradually falling into thinking about his dream. However, it was an existence that he longed to have but could not touch. It is as vague, as misty, and as cold as this heavy snow.
Long Yu wanted to catch it, but every attempt was like catching a snowflake in the air, watching it melt in his hands and disappear into the air.
His face showed a deep melancholy, as if he were pondering a profound riddle, one that no one could solve.
Cangyue felt the confused light shining in Long Yu's eyes, like the confused snow, not knowing where the end point was.
The disciples who have been unable to break through to the foundation building stage all year round feel that Long Yu's figure is shaking in the wind and snow, as if he is telling others that he is also a person with a dream, but the road to finding his dream is full of hardships and confusion.
In the faint, the surrounding scenery has been covered with heavy snow, and everything has become blurry. Long Yu is like a lost child in this world, unable to find his way home. He wandered around the broken ring, as if looking for an answer, an answer that would allow him to get out of the fog.
However, at this moment, Long Yu was like a lone wolf in the snow, facing the endless cold and loneliness. He endured it all silently, letting the snowflakes fall on his black hair and the cold wind blowing across his face. His dreams were like distant mountains covered with snow, vaguely visible but out of reach.
Long Yu took a deep breath, and he could feel the cold wind passing through his lungs, like a cold blade. This should be impossible for Zang Ling's body cultivation.
I closed my eyes, feeling confused and confused. He knew what he was looking for, but he didn't know what it was. All he knew was that he wanted that thing, that thing that would get him out of this cold, lonely world.
He stood quietly on the broken ring, with heavy snow falling continuously. He seemed to have become the background of this world, a part of its coldness and loneliness. His figure gradually became blurred in the heavy snow, until finally he disappeared into this white world.
However, Long Yu did not give up. He knew what he was looking for was waiting for him just ahead. Even now no one notices his existence, even now he faces endless cold and loneliness. But he firmly believes that one day he will find it...
