Yu Xiaolong's rapid breathing gradually stabilized, and he worked hard to maintain the breath of his veins and make it as perfect as possible.
The few moves just now make the veins active, like boiling hot water, so more energy needs to be consumed to maintain them.
Because the final result is still difficult to say. In case all three people persist until the end of the game, then the winner or loser needs to be judged based on the amount of infuriating energy.
Therefore, Yu Xiaolong was very conflicted. He had to consume his energy in battle to ensure safety, but he couldn't use it excessively without leaving a way out. Moreover, stabilizing his veins now also required the consumption of his energy. So he tried his best to balance the three conditions without favoring any one.
Sun Renyi obviously noticed this. He squinted his eyes, stroked his mustache and looked at the big screen. He gently shook his head and said to himself: "Judging from the current situation, Yu Xiaolong is at the worst disadvantage. Those two people are very capable, but they controlled the consumption of Qi very well. Xiaolong... used it a little too much in the past few times."
"Based on my understanding and observation of Xiaolong, his foundation is still a bit shallow. Although he worked very hard in several actual battles, this is not necessarily the best. Being too brave is not a good thing. You must be able to do it with ease." Pan Fengtan said .
"Yes, I have the same view. Being young and energetic is not necessarily a good thing." Ye Gufeng nodded.
The others said nothing and kept their eyes fixed on the big screen. Wanyanfeng even put her hands in a protective posture and watched quietly.
Yu Xiaolong carefully sensed the surrounding aura to prevent the appearance of cold arrows.
Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere began to fluctuate.
With a "bang", a figure jumped out from above and landed directly next to Yu Xiaolong.
Yu Xiaolong was scared to death. He didn't expect that the other party would be so fast and stand at such a close distance.
He quickly jumped to the edge and looked at the other person. It was a handsome young man holding a long machete in his hand, shining brightly. The bronze armor is very majestic, just like an ancient general.
Seeing that the other party was not a good person, Yu Xiaolong did not dare to neglect him. He quickly burst out his true energy and held the demon-slaying sword in front of him.
The general looked at him expressionlessly and slowly raised the machete in his hand.
With a "boom" sound, the machete slashed down at lightning speed. Thanks to Yu Xiaolong's concentration, he barely managed to escape.
"Damn it, so fast!" Zhou Kai wiped his eyes and said, "I didn't even see him take action, and the knife passed by."
"It's indeed quite powerful. It's not easy for the Howling Dragon to dodge at that speed." Liu Mingqiang nodded.
The machete flew into the air and fell to the ground. The man turned his head to look at Yu Xiaolong and quickly swept over.
Yu Xiaolong stood firm and directly resisted with the Demon Slayer Sword.
With a "boom" sound, the swords met and made a loud noise. The man held a machete in one hand and faced Yu Xiaolong, who held a sword in both hands.
The man didn't seem to care, and pressed down on Yu Xiaolong, who was gradually pressed to the ground.
Yu Xiaolong took advantage of the opponent's inattention and suddenly kicked out, hitting the opponent's waist.
But the opponent remained motionless and didn't even pay attention to Yu Xiaolong's kick.
Yu Xiaolong felt as if he had been kicked against a steel plate. His legs and feet were numb from the shock, and he grimaced in pain.
The man stretched out his left hand, clenched it into a fist, and raised it high. Then he punched Yu Xiaolong directly in the stomach.
Yu Xiaolong spit out a mouthful of blood, gathered his breath, and dropped the demon-slaying sword to the ground.
The man pushed Yu Xiaolong with his fist, lifted him high, and then slammed him to the ground.
Yu Xiaolong vomited another mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. He lay on the ground and gasped. He wanted to stand up but felt pain all over his body.
The man made no next move and stood there looking down at Yu Xiaolong, watching him quietly.
Yu Xiaolong gritted his teeth, stood up slowly, and burst out his true energy again.
I saw that he was holding a Taoist Talisman in each hand, and the golden light was shining, and the surrounding aura gradually gathered towards the Taoist Talisman.
Due to the small space, the two people were almost face to face. The man looked at him high and did not take any defensive measures.
Yu Xiaolong struggled to slap the Dao Talismans directly on the opponent's left and right arms, one on the left and one on the right, hitting him continuously like a hammer drill.
The opponent trembled, then punched Yu Xiaolong on the chin, sending him flying into the air.
The man flew on top of Yu Xiaolong with a "chun" sound, swung his punch again, and slammed Yu Xiaolong down.
"Plop", Yu Xiaolong fell heavily to the ground, and the man flew down and stepped directly on Yu Xiaolong's chest with his right foot.
Yu Xiaolong spit out several mouthfuls of blood and gasped rapidly.
"This will kill people! It's a foul!" Wan Yanfeng stood up angrily and shouted loudly.
The audience was also talking a lot, feeling that this competition was too much.
However, there was no reaction from the game management and it seemed like a normal game.
The man floated outside the cylinder, slowly circling, as if waiting for the other person to get up.
Yu Xiaolong felt a very painful sensation in his veins, as if a red-hot iron block was pressed against his chest.
He worked hard to mobilize his true energy to nourish his veins, but Yu Xiaolong didn't want to use all thirty-two veins at this time. He didn't want to expose his heaven-defying physique in public. And this is not a fight to the death. The other party will never kill her, and it is impossible for her to take her life.
Because of his innate nature, Yu Xiaolong's sixteen meridians recovered much faster than ordinary people. He has memorized "Yin Qi Jue" very well and used it very well. The context of the ghost path makes him several times faster than others.
Yu Xiaolong gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly. He picked up the demon-slaying sword and pointed it at the young man in the air.
The audience immediately burst into thunderous applause and shouts, and Wan Yanfeng even shed tears of excitement.
The man tilted his head and looked at him, then raised his machete and struck again.
Yu Xiaolong burst out with true energy, raised the demon-slaying sword and flew up, knocking the machete away.
"Okay!" Zhou Kai clapped his hands excitedly.
"Come on, come on!" Wan Yanfeng and Ying Kongxiu shouted together.
The man frowned as he watched his machete being knocked away. He suddenly appeared in front of Yu Xiaolong, grabbed his neck, and then threw him down with a backhand.
Yu Xiaolong fell to the ground and stood up again. Before he could regain his footing, the man had already appeared in front of him.
With a "bang" punch, Yu Xiaolong was knocked out of the cylinder and directly crossed the red line.
He quickly pumped out his energy, and the reaction pushed him back.
Before he could react, the other party grabbed him by the neck again, lifted him high, and burst out his true energy and slapped Yu Xiaolong on the chest with his palm.
Yu Xiaolong's vision went dark, and he felt himself being thrown off the cylinder, falling all the way down.
"Du...du...du...Tianxin sent Yu Xiaolong out."
Wan Yanfeng stared blankly, shook her head in disbelief and said, "Why is Brother Yu eliminated? Hey! How could it be!"
Ying Kongxiu hugged her and said, "Brother Yu has worked very hard and is already in third place! He can represent Shandong Province in the national competition!"
