Now Sikong Duoyue is obviously seriously injured. Perhaps when he walks off the ring, he will fall to the ground like a pool of mud. But as long as he is still on the ring for a quarter of an hour, his fighting spirit will continue to increase, and his sword will only become stronger and stronger. Unless he dies completely, he will stand firm.

After knowing this, Dan Taiyuan chuckled and looked at Sikong Duoyue, who rushed towards him with his sword again, with a sword, and was angry at the momentum of bull fighting. He suddenly raised his hand and said softly, "I admit defeat!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, the two elders of the Mo Shen Palace reacted quickly and appeared in front of them in an instant, finally ending this thrilling competition.

The onlookers in the audience didn't buy it anymore and admitted defeat. This was a competition for the final leader. How could they admit defeat? For a moment, blockbuster booed the audience.

Dan Taiyuan didn't care about this at all, but turned around and looked at Sikong Duoyue, whose face was a little pale after falling to the ground.

Sikong Duoyue glanced at Dan Taiyuan and chuckled, "The grass snake's gray line lies in the veins of thousands of miles. Mr. Dan Tai is so scheming."

"It's all for winning. The difference is that you're interested in small wins, while I'm just looking at big wins."

After Tan Taiyuan said this lightly, he ignored him and turned around and left the arena.

After hearing this, Sikong Duoyue laughed helplessly, then turned to look at the elder of the Mo Shen Palace beside him and said, "This elder, I won't participate in the next competition."

The elder of the Mo Shen Palace next to him was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he felt relieved. As a cultivator of fortune, he naturally could see that Sikong Duoyue was already strong on the outside and the middle, and that dazzling blood was not just a joke. Now he is not afraid of facing the unreasonable Wei Yuan, even if he comes to the first level of the Gods, he may not win. Instead of forcing him to come to the stage to make a fool of himself, it is better to give up from the beginning and look grand.

In this way, Wei Yuan became the leader of the solo competition while sitting in the rest area, and he could not even imagine this.

"Wow, I picked it up for this cheap one. I won't have any strength to get a single leader. My little cutie is unique."

Watching the game on the high platform, Meng Zhenshu stood up and laughed with his hands on his hips, looking like his own child was promising. That way, Dan Tai Zhiming wanted to go up and beat her up.

Tao Weiyu, who had been a little abnormal since Wei Yuan appeared, didn't say much, but stood up and announced the end of the first event of martial arts performance. Wei Yuan, the leader of the single-player martial arts, Sikong Duoyue, and Tanhua Dan Taiyuan, the rankings afterwards were no longer noticed. After all, the rankings of the top three are already dazzling enough. Wei Yuan has never played in one game since the remaining three, so he can be the leader.

There is also the Dan Taiyuan who obviously occupied such a huge occupancy, but he actually chose to admit defeat. This water side is too big.

The only normal Sikong Duoyue, the person who was determined to win the championship, was already seriously injured at this time, and it seemed that it would take a while to recover.

It was already late at night when the martial arts performance ended that day. Everyone left the martial arts venue and returned to their residence. Meng Zhenshu had been waiting in the other yard for a long time, and carefully arranged a large meal and several jars of fine wines in the yard. It seemed that a celebration banquet was about to be held at this time.

The moment Wei Yuan and the other two pushed the door in, the smell of wine was swaying, and Meng Zhenshu's voice came from his ears.

"Oh, my little cutie is back, come and sit down!"

As he said that, Meng Zhengshu had already come to him. After walking to the side, he still used his butt to push Wu Fugui who was in trouble to the side. Then he hugged Wei Yuan's arm and said with a smile, "Little Cute, you're so excited when you beat that disciple of Mo Shen Palace today."

Wei Yuan chuckled, "I just hope the God will not forget to promise me what he promised me."

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhenshu was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be puzzled and said, "What did I promise you, what did I promise you?"

"Forgot?"

Wei Yuan was not anxious and said with a smile on his face, "That's OK, just forget it. There are still two more games in the future."

"Hey! Hey hey!"

Hearing this, Meng Zhengshu hurriedly grabbed Wei Yuan's arm and smiled, "I am joking with you, how could I forget it?"

Speaking of this, Meng Zhenshu's pretty face turned slightly red, and he said shyly, "Damn, isn't it just that he took the leader and went to the Yunyu on my bed? I promised you."

As soon as these words came out, Chang'an, who had sat down, glanced at Wei Yuan. The resentful look in his eyes could be seen by the world, "Colorful embryo!"

Wu Fugui, who had been getting used to it, disagreed with it. He looked at his eyes and nose, and focused on dealing with the fine wine and food on the table, but he did not dare to care about the family affairs of the God Lord.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "If you get the leader, I still hope the God will remove my soul sea mark."

"How can you? If you get lost in the future, where can I find it? This vast world is extremely wide and very dangerous."

Meng Zhengshu hurriedly spoke.

"The God doesn't need to worry about this."

Wei Yuan pulled back his hand that was held in Meng Zhenshu's arms and planned to turn around and go back to the room.

"Don't you eat a few bites?"

Meng Zhenshu shouted behind her.

Wei Yuan did not reply, Meng Zhenshu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Then don't you want to know why Dan Taiyuan had to stop and admit defeat after having all the upper hand?"

After hearing this, let alone Wei Yuan, Wu Fugui and Chang'an turned their heads in confusion.

Indeed, the battle between Dan Taiyuan and Sikong Duoyue today has the upper hand. As long as the competition continues, it is not impossible to drag Sikong Duoyue to death. Why did he suddenly stop and admit defeat?

Wei Yuan paused and slowly turned his head. He was also confused about this. He was also sure that Dan Tai had his own plan. As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and the other can you win every battle. If you can understand one or two, you will be more prepared in the future competition.

Meng Zhengshu made his body, gently patted the stool beside him, and smiled, "Come on, sit down, sister, tell you."

Wei Yuan thought about it, then walked over and sat down, poured a glass of wine on his own, "Tell me."

Meng Zhenshu hugged his arm very naturally, and then smiled, "Actually, I'm not telling you clearly. There is a saying that there is a winning point in this Tiangong martial arts performance. After three competitions, the person with the most winning points can be considered the leader. Therefore, even if you win the first place in all three competitions, it is useless. In the end, it still depends on the number of winning points to determine the ranking."
Chapter completed!