Han Yun shook his head nonchalantly,
"No matter how expensive the elixir is, it must be used in the right place. I didn't take any money from you to teach you martial arts, so take it."
"Thank you so much, Master Han!"
Qiu Luan took a deep look at Han Yun, took the elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Heal your wounds well, but I still have to say, even at your peak, you may not be able to defeat her."
Han Yun smiled.
After Qiu Luan thought for a while, he shook his head and said,
"I understand what Hall Master Han means. Surrendering without a fight is really the reputation of the Yin Yang Sect and is not the style of my generation. Even though I know I will lose, I still want to try my best."
Han Yun smiled when he heard this, looked at Qiu Luan and said,
"Indeed, a martial artist should have the spirit to move forward without fear of life or death, so that he can be open-minded and have a connected mind. But that is a life-and-death battle, this is just a competition.
Qi Xiaoyu knows all about the weaknesses of your martial arts moves. When you come to power, if you are defeated overwhelmingly, won't it also bring shame to the Yin Yang Sect?
Rather than suffer a disastrous defeat then, it is better to surrender now. You can also shout that you are surrendering to give me face. This can also show that you are grateful and understand the righteousness of repaying kindness. I will bear the blame.
It doesn't matter to me. I won't be ashamed if either of you wins. I taught you both. "
After Qiu Luan thought for a moment, he shook his head again and said
"What Hall Master Han said is reasonable, and I have a lot of concerns, but I don't have that many ideas. I'm just a vulgar martial artist. I only know how to fight the enemy with all my strength, and I don't know anything else.
Therefore, whether I win or lose, whether I am embarrassed or not, I still want to fight, at least without any regrets. "
Han Yun nodded, no longer forced, and took out another pill and handed it to Qiu Luan.
"What are you doing?"
"After you finish, take another pill."
After listening to Han Yun's words, Qiu Luan twitched the corners of his mouth, reluctantly took the elixir and put it in his pocket.
It seems that Hall Master Han already thinks that he will definitely lose.
He didn't go anywhere else, just sat next to Han Yun, silently healing and breathing out his wounds.
After noon, at three quarters to noon, the final battle began.
Qi Xiaoyu and Qiu Luan walked onto the ring together. After the ceremony, the battle began with the sound of a gong.
A fierce battle between the two sides started in an instant. In order to show respect for his opponent, Qi Xiaoyu stopped using the talisman and used his true skills to fight Qiu Luan.
Both of them exerted their full strength. The audience watching this battle was mesmerized and cheered loudly.
"This is called the final battle. This is the battle of champions. It's so exciting!"
"The attacks of the two people went straight to the vital point. They were so fierce that the ring cracked. It can be seen that both of them used their full strength. They were really fighting, not acting!"
"I originally thought that this decisive battle would be decided by the Yin Yang Sect like the low-level battlefield. After all, one is an elder of the Yin Yang Sect and the other is the wife of Palace Master Han."
"Yes, it is said to be the Qi family, but in fact it is still a civil war between the Yin Yang Sect."
"But this time there was no back and forth, it was a real fight. Originally, I planned to scold someone if they surrendered without a fight, but I didn't expect that they actually fought and the fight was so fierce."
"Haha, do you think that Hall Master Han is like you? People will not manipulate the game. If he wants to, the bets and odds will make him huge profits. Hall Master Han is a noble man and he will definitely not do this."
"Yes, both of them are from Bishop Han. Maybe Lord Han also wants to see who is stronger and which one is weaker. There will be no direct surrender."
"Yes, if that's the case, it's okay not to watch this martial arts conference."
Hearing the praise from the audience behind him, Hall Master Han showed no shame and looked straight at the ring.
The two people in the ring are both extremely strong men. One is famous for his quick and fierce moves and his fierceness. The other is a Tai Chi eight-ji boxing and the eighteen dragon subduing palms. Various martial arts are emerging one after another. Both sides fight. It’s inseparable and inextricable, hurt for injury.
In the end, both sides became angry and no longer cared about Palace Master Han's face. All their moves were aimed at destroying the other party.
Qi Xiaoyu was slapped several times, and there were not many injuries on his body, but there were internal injuries, while Qiu Luan's body was full of wounds, which were worse than the previous fight with the strong man from the Witch God Sect.
His injuries in the morning have not fully recovered, and his internal strength has not yet fully recovered. At this time, he can almost be regarded as half disabled when fighting Qi Xiaoyu.
Han Yun is right. In his current state, it is indeed difficult to defeat Qi Xiaoyu.
Because Qi Xiaoyu is in his prime.
Qiu Luan fought fiercely in the early stage because he knew that if he didn't fight quickly, he would definitely lose if the fight continued, but Qi Xiaoyu withstood his early offensive.
It is now the later stage, and Qiu Luan's sequelae are fully revealed. He spent too much physical and internal strength in the early stage, and now he can no longer resist it. His movements and attacks have slowed down a lot, and his rhythm has gradually changed from offense to defense.
Qi Xiaoyu gradually mastered the rhythm of the attack. Finally, she found an opportunity and the blade cut through the opponent's defensive palm. Qiu Luan retracted his palm in pain. Qi Xiaoyu took advantage of the situation and put the blade on Qiu Luan's neck.
The ring fell silent and the fighting stopped.
Qiu Luan smiled bitterly, waved his hands, and took a few steps back.
"I lost."
Qi Xiaoyu put away the knife and hung it back on her waist. She endured the severe pain in her body and said with a smile,
"Actually, you are stronger than me. I can beat you, firstly, because you consumed too much in the morning, and secondly, because I know your martial arts very well."
"A win is a win, and a loss is a loss. It doesn't mean whoever is stronger will definitely win. In that case, the two sides don't have to fight. They just need to compare to see who is stronger and who has the inner strength behind.
Status, intelligence, tactics, moves, reaction capabilities, and combat experience are all key factors that determine victory or defeat. The battle process changes rapidly, and a small mistake will completely ruin all previous efforts. Strength is one aspect that determines victory or defeat, but it is not Decisive.
You win, and the championship of the Middle Realm Battlefield is yours. "
Qiu Luan hugged his hands, and then flew off the ring. A nurse from the Yin Yang Sect came over to bandage and heal his injuries.
Qi Xiaoyu stood on the ring and bowed to him.
Deafening cheers rang out from the surrounding stands.
First of all, this game was really exciting. Neither side showed any mercy. This is respect for the opponent and respect for the battlefield.
Secondly, it was the attitudes of Qiu Luan and Qi Xiaoyu that also won the respect of the audience.
Losing is losing, even if it is due to many factors, but no matter what, if someone beats you, you have to afford to lose.
The winner did not feel proud or sarcastic, but instead clasped his hands and bowed to bid farewell to his opponent. The loser did not curse or feel unwilling, but was convinced. What is this called?
This is called martial ethics!
This is the person who came from Bishop Han Dian!
Some people died, but not completely...
