Everyone didn't even dare to blink. Judging from their feelings, this arrow was far superior to the two arrows that had been frozen before, both in speed and power.
"Quick! Quick! Faster!" Everyone clenched their fists, as if the tighter they clenched at this moment, the more power would be transmitted to the arrow.
"No, it's still slowing down!" But even though all of them had exhausted all their strength, the speeding arrow still slowed down.
"This...is this actually melting?" The speed slowed down, and everyone could see that the ice was melting faster.
At first it was just the tip of the arrow, and slowly it reached the body of the arrow. When the tail of the arrow was also frozen, this powerful arrow once again came to an end.
Snapped!
When the arrow fell again and shattered in front of Elder Yan, Elder Yan was completely desperate.
"I lost!" Elder Yan lowered his head, looked at the broken arrow, and finally sighed helplessly.
He did not expect that the Taoism he had practiced for many years would eventually fail, and he would be defeated by an immortal weapon, which made him feel a little hard to accept.
But whether he can accept it or not, he knows this is reality.
As a monk, magic weapon is a part of their life. Take him as an example, Phoenix Feather Bow is also a part of his life.
Although it was not an immortal weapon, just a top-quality soul weapon, Feng Yu Gong had saved him countless times in his life. Without Feng Yu Gong, he might have died long ago.
So now that he lost to Elder Feng, although he couldn't accept it, he could understand it.
Since Yan Yunfei had already admitted defeat, it was naturally impossible for Elder Feng to freeze the entire competition platform, let alone to freeze Yan Yunfei as well, so he immediately put away the immortal weapon.
As soon as the immortal weapon was put away, the temperature on the competition platform quickly returned to normal, and even the ice-melting ban quickly turned into water.
"Lost! Elder Yan actually admitted defeat like this?" Elder Yan himself couldn't accept it, but as Elder Yan's supporters, it was even more difficult to accept when they heard Elder Yan's voice admitting defeat.
"There is no way, that guy's immortal weapon is too powerful, it freezes all the power, all Elder Yan's attacks are frozen, which is equivalent to directly sealing Elder Yan's hand, how will this competition proceed? What? Of course I have to admit defeat!" Some people saw clearly that once the immortal weapon was released, it was destined to be an uneven battle.
"If you lose, just lose. That device is really terrifying. It can not only copy the opponent's unique skills, but also freeze everything. Even if Elder Yan refuses to admit it, the facts have proven that he has lost.
If he continues to remain in a stalemate, not only will he not be able to change anything, he will even cause damage to himself.
After all, they are already monks in the Tribulation Stage. If nothing else happens, they all have the opportunity to ascend to the immortal world, so naturally they will not let their vitality be severely damaged for such a competition. It is a win-win situation to stop there. situation! "Someone also said.
"It makes sense. If you fight to the death for such a challenge and end up hurting your own foundation, then it's really not worth it!" Everyone nodded, and they all understood this statement, but they still didn't feel that way in their hearts. Feel good.
"Now that Elder Yan has lost, that guy has won sixteen games in a row. I don't know how many more games he can last! Our Tianyue Waichao is really embarrassed this time!" Someone sighed.
"Don't think so. If people dare to challenge our Tianyue Waichao, it proves that they are very strong. If they can only defeat one person, wouldn't the six of them finish the fight in six games? Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing? ?
What they are facing now are tens of thousands of masters from our Tianyue Outer Dynasty who have transcended the tribulation period. Even if one of them can defeat a thousand people, so what? They will still lose after all. Do you believe that one of them can defeat a thousand masters in a row? "Someone said.
"This...should be impossible. After all, they are only monks in the tribulation period, unless they are immortals!" Everyone thought about it and felt that this possibility was indeed unlikely.
"That's it, there are so many of us, can't we afford to lose so many games? And if you look at that guy now, he is obviously weaker than in the previous fifteen battles.
What does this mean? This shows that although he defeated Elder Yan in this battle, he also consumed a lot of energy. I believe that even if he can win again, he won't be able to win more than a few games! "
"He does look a little weak!" Everyone looked carefully at Elder Feng, who was recovering on the competition stage, and saw that his face was a little pale and his condition was obviously not as good as before.
"It should be a problem with the immortal weapon. The blow just now was so terrifying, and it must have taken an unimaginable amount of consumption on him. I estimate that it is almost impossible for him to recover in half a stick of incense this time. .”
"That's a good idea. As long as he can't fully recover within half a stick of incense, then our chance to be a master will come." Someone said expectantly.
"I'm afraid that the person who appears next will not be too strong. If he is defeated by the opponent soon, he will still have a chance to make up for the losses in this game!"
"This is impossible. We can all think of the problem. Could it be that the foreign king and several principal elders can't think of it? The masters they will send next will definitely not be weak!"
Elder Yan's defeat made everyone feel very sad, and everyone was talking about it.
"I didn't expect that the fourth child would be able to use such a big move after holding it in for so long. It seems that the consumption was a bit too high!" Elder Yang said.
"The next step is to see who the other side comes up with. If they are strong, I believe that the fourth child won't be able to last a few more games." Elder Fan said.
"We have won so many games, even if the fourth brother loses, it can be regarded as a successful retirement!" Elder Yun said.
"That's right!" Everyone nodded.
Cheng Yu looked at Elder Feng who was recovering on the stage. He said nothing and looked calm, as if winning or losing had no impact on him.
On the right side of the spectator seats, the great elder once again hurried to his master's camp.
You don't need to think about it to know that this time he must have arranged the manpower himself.
After half a stick of incense, from the reactions of everyone in Tianyue Waichao, we knew that the person arranged by the great elder was also very strong.
"It turns out to be Elder Huaichi. His strength is even higher than that of Elder Yan. It seems that it will be difficult for him to win again this time!" When everyone saw the people on stage, they finally woke up from the disappointment and decadence of Elder Yan's defeat. Coming over, fighting spirit and hope of victory were once again ignited.
"Come on, Elder Huaichi! We must defeat him, and we can't let him win again!" As soon as Elder Huaichi came on stage, everyone shouted loudly again!
