Mo Yuheng comforted him hurriedly, not wanting him to think wildly, because he couldn't win, and he always had a mentality. People without self-confidence would be pessimistic.
Without the courage to win, you will always lose.
"You're right, I will definitely work hard and I believe I can beat the opponent."
The bearded man walked up step by step unswervingly.
It’s not about overwhelming self-confidence, but the belief that you can do it.
"Fellow Taoist, do you think he will win?"
Daoyi also felt panicked, but he had experienced too many things and was overcome by himself without reacting.
"It depends on what kind of opponent he encounters."
Mo Yuheng looked calmly in the other direction, and saw a young man walking up from underneath.
The huge ax in his hand was held tightly by his Bodhisattva-sized palm, which was very relaxed, and the waist and legs behind him were thick and powerful.
The hair is very short, like fried hair.
There is a small braid tied on the back of the head.
The body is extremely dark.
Looks like an African.
Soon the young man who came to the top asked angrily: "Fellow Taoist, please give me your advice next time."
"Please give me your advice."
The bearded man didn't see the other person clearly. He was a Dharma cultivator, while the other party was a physical cultivator.
The two people have different training methods, but whoever wins in a fight depends on the other party's training methods, daily fighting skills, etc., which will all affect the outcome of their game.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark-looking young man across from him held an ax in his hand and swung it hard, hitting him hard in front of him.
After a while something different appeared.
Those were the food and drinks waved by the young man. They were very fast. The powerful attack was sonorous and powerful, which directly blocked the various spells coming from the bearded rooster. They were forced to bear it down, but there were violent sweat beads on their foreheads, and they all stepped back. go.
Boom, boom, and the sound of constant collisions exploded.
The battle between them was in full swing, and the ones present who were shouting and cheering were just those with lower cultivation levels.
And they continued to fight. No one wanted to say that the outcome would be unexpected, so they were afraid that they would have to fight with all their strength. It was very exciting.
"Boom boom..."
Huge collisions are constantly intertwined, making it difficult to see what the consequences of these collisions will be.
Dao Yi looked worriedly at the bearded man above who was obviously sweating on his forehead and his body could no longer stand.
The spiritual energy in the body is almost exhausted, and the same goes for the opponent's physical strength.
This is a close call.
But if you really have no spiritual power.
Physical training is a powerful advantage, getting close to the opponent and directly kicking the opponent off the stage.
Everyone can see this clearly, and it is extremely fruitful to judge winning or losing.
On the contrary, it is not interesting anymore, and there is no enthusiasm from everyone before.
After waiting slowly, they said they would continue the excitement of the next game.
The other party stopped because the spiritual power of both parties had been exhausted.
The boy's energy was exhausted.
Sure enough, just as they had guessed, although they were exhausted, they could still move forward.
The bearded man who had exhausted his spiritual power could only let the other party slaughter him.
Critical and dangerous moments, completely unexpected results
Mo Yuheng was also anxious. After all, the other party was his partner. Friends in need who had experienced the crisis together did not want him to get into trouble, so he had to win.
But he has taken various means to remind him, but unfortunately the other party is always caught by the other party 23 times in a row and continues to fight without stopping, even if he shouts loudly, the other party cannot hear him.
Not to mention the voice transmission, but he has never tried it, how does he know that you continue to want to transmit the voice to the other party?
Sure enough, it had an effect, and a message of joy exploded in his mind.
"The opponent is Pixiu. You have no spiritual power. You cannot confront the opponent head-on or escape from him. While you still have physical strength, he is not your speed opponent. And you have the formation I once taught you. You can use it. Arrange a small formation by yourself. Such a small formation can help you speed up the recovery of your body's spiritual energy, and also speed up your movement. This is a small support formation, which will be helpful for you this time. Physiologically more than enough.”
"You have to start quickly without any hesitation."
…
When the bearded man above the altar heard these words, his heart trembled violently, and he turned over the pillow and looked at the two companions who were going through life and death below.
He nodded heavily and followed his method. As expected, he entered and arranged a small formation. His body felt much more relaxed, his transport speed accelerated a bit, and his spiritual power continued to flow towards him. Unlucky, slowly... The spiritual power in his body was restored, and the originally exhausted spiritual power slowly began to regain its aura.
It feels incredible. These are some small auxiliary formations that Mo Yuheng taught them at the beginning, but they didn't expect that they would actually come in handy.
I am in admiration, both physically and mentally.
"How can it be?"
The hunky boy felt incredible. He didn't expect that the opponent could easily dodge his attack. This made him stunned and a little exhausted physically and mentally, and he couldn't resist the opponent's attack at all.
After experiencing a local attack, I really couldn't bear the blow. I fell to the ground with a plop. I tried to crawl several times and fell heavily to the ground.
He was sweating all over his body, but he was not injured at all, just exhausted.
I didn't expect that the young man from before would change like this. He was so overwhelmed that he just lay on the ground motionless.
"I didn't expect that we would lose like this, so what should I do?"
The hunky young man felt very lost and fearful, which continued to spread throughout his body.
Unfortunately, the mysterious voice in the sky sounded mercilessly: "Are you sure you want to admit defeat?"
"No, I didn't say give up. I want to continue playing." The frustrated boy tried to get up, but his hands couldn't support him and he kept trembling. He fell to the ground with a bang, and his head was filled with stars.
"Then get up."
"I crawl, I crawl."
The other party actually had no energy to climb at all, and everyone knew why the other party would take such a step.
"If you don't get up after three seconds, you will disappear here."
As if these words were magical and stimulating, the boy got up in one breath, staggering and wanting to continue fighting.
"I will never admit defeat. I must win. I must leave here and go back to find my brothers and sisters. They still need me and cannot leave me, otherwise they will not survive."
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