On the ring.

Yan Bin frowned and asked Xu Longxiang, "You still don't admit defeat?"

Only Xu Longxiang's roar was responding to him.

Although Xu Longxiang is talented, she is too stubborn. Sometimes she can't turn around. In addition, he is short now and does not have any advantage in front of Yan Bin.

Two hours later, everyone could no longer remember how many times Xu Longxiang fell to the ground.

The entire arena was sunk for more than one meter, and the ground was much compacted.

If it were someone else, he would have been unconscious if he did this way of falling.

But Xu Longxiang's defense and self-healing ability were amazing. After two hours, although he was injured very hard, he could recover quickly.

"This Xu Longxiang is really powerful!" Montaigne couldn't help but praise her, and she added a lot of love to her heart.

Lu Yao, who was standing beside him, nodded with a smile on his face and said nothing.

Below, everyone next to the ring was numb.

Many people in Meng Ran were extremely worried. Some girls even shed tears, clenched their handkerchiefs, and sobbed: "Don't compete, admit defeat!"

The Meng family army did not have the previous ridicule, and they were all impressed by Xu Longxiang's unyielding spirit.

Faced with such an indomitable Xu Longxiang, they were all silent.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened. Montaigne waved his hand and threw out a four-meter-high flint pillar and landed next to the site, illuminating the surroundings.

The competition continues!

On the ring, the thick snow was melted into water by the heat emitted from the two of them. The ground was extremely muddy, and there was a trace of ice slag mixed in the mud.

Xu Longxiang's clothes had already been smashed to pieces, and there was no place on her body that was clean. She looked like a mud doll, and the cold was rushing into his heart, but he ignored it, like a person without pain.

On the other hand, although Yan Bin's body was stained with some sludge, it was cleaner and tidy compared to Xu Longxiang.

He hasn't fallen so far.

The truth is so cruel.

Ye Wuming couldn't bear to look at Lu Yao above, with a light of thought in his eyes.

Lu Yao was still so calm, with nothing in his eyes, and he didn't care about what was happening on the field.

Seeing Lu Yao so unwilling to care about the competition on the field, Montaigne couldn't help but mutter again, and felt something was wrong.

Could it be that boy Xu Longxiang has some trump card hidden?

But this time, he was self-indulgent. Lu Yao had no intention of winning this game at all. He just wanted to see Xu Longxiang's performance.

Although Xu Longxiang people are stubborn and not very smart, they are not purely stupid.

It can be seen that Xu Longxiang's wrestling skills are increasing little by little.

However, compared with Yan Bin, who has decades of experience in wrestling, there is still a big gap.

At night, the cold wind whimpered, the wind was much heavier than during the day, and the snow became much heavier, which was a bit concealing.

Many people did not dust off the snow on their bodies in time, so they turned into snowmen.

Many children in Mengran couldn't help but the cold, and honestly returned to their house.

Although they really want to continue watching, the weather is too cold and their strength does not allow it. If they are strong, there will be no medication for the wind and cold.

No one left the Meng family army. They were all old people, and they could see the subtle differences in the field.

"This kid is such a monster. It's been almost half a day, but he is still unwilling to admit defeat. He has been thrown by Deputy General Yan for thousands of times!" Someone swallowed his saliva and said in shock, with a hint of admiration in his tone.

"This kid's wrestling level is getting stronger. Please be careful, Deputy General Yan's forehead is covered with sweat!" Someone squinted his eyes and analyzed keenly.

"He won't keep falling like this until he falls Deputy General Yan!" Some people guessed.

As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath and dared not continue thinking.

In a blink of an eye, it was already midnight.

Most of the people who dreamed of the country left, and only a few who practiced Yuanwu were still persevering.

However, although they have already come into contact with Yuanwu, their cultivation is too low and they can't stand it in such a harsh environment.

At this time, Ye Wuming came to Lu Yao with a green feather cloak, slowly put the green feather cloak on Lu Yao's shoulder, and said, "It seems that the snow will increase even more. Why don't you, Master, go back and rest first? I'll just watch here."

Lu Yao nodded and responded with a smile: "Okay."

Montaigne was a little confused. The practice was not over yet. Is this young gang leader who is Meng Ranjiangshan going to leave first?

"General Meng, I am weak and can't stand the cold, so I'll say goodbye first." Lu Yao stood up and smiled gently.

Montaigne also stood up subconsciously, smiled and agreed, and waved his hand by chance.

Although he wanted to show off in front of Lu Yao, he could never do it.

It seems that Lu Yao has an aura that suppresses him, and this aura that cannot be described as much as it feels.

"Strange, why did this little girl make me feel like I am in the abyss?" Montaigne muttered in his heart, very puzzled.

He didn't know how powerful Lu Yao's mental power was, and he was always suppressing him invisibly!

And he couldn't feel this kind of suppression at all.

Even though Montaigne is a junior Yuansheng, when it comes to mental power, he is a younger brother in front of Lu Yao.

After so long, Lu Yao's original body's strength has already improved by leaps and bounds, and both the Yuan soul and the Yuan meridian have broken through to the 80 yuan level!

The cultivation speed is extremely fast, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is faster than the rocket, and it is more than dozens of times that of other geniuses.

But if it is exaggerated, it is actually not exaggerated.

After all, Lu Yao has the immortal essence crystal as big as a watermelon. With such supreme level cultivation resources, it is difficult to practice without being able to speed up.

And there are also Netherworld Emperor who occasionally mentions a few words, only if the speed is not fast can there be ghosts.

In fact, Lu Yao's cultivation speed can be faster, but unfortunately his creativity speed cannot keep up, so he is helpless.

Creating a method is not easy. The more you go, the harder it is. If you involve too many things, a little mistake will lead to a disaster and you will even have to abandon your own cultivation and practice again.

The 80 yuan level is equivalent to a big barrier. He has been stuck here for two weeks!

Back to the topic, Shen Mengxin, the fake Yuanpu, has returned to her residence.

On the training ground, only Ye Wuming and Mo Lang were taking hundreds of brothers to Xu Longxiang to save the market.

If all the people who dream of the country are gone, then Xu Longxiang will be so lonely!

On the other hand, the Meng family army did not leave. They were all Yuanwu masters, so naturally they were not afraid of this coldness.

In the boring wrestling, the sky gradually became brighter.

The heavy snowfall last night also stopped!

Lu Yao controlled Shen Mengxin, a fake Yuanpu, to open the door.

The snow outside the house has already exceeded the waist.

This shows how heavy the snow was last night!

It's amazing to have such an effect in one night.

These are all the sequelae of that flood, which makes the seasons become weird all year round.

"I don't know how many innocent mortal lives will be taken away this winter!" Lu Yao said to himself slightly, with some pity.

Because the temperature is low, the snow is very dry and does not condense together. When the wind blows gently, it will scoop up.

Lu Yao jumped lightly and came to the snow surface. His feet fell gently on it, but there was no sign on the snow surface.

This is a manifestation of the extreme control of mental power.

"You are awake, Master,"

At this time, Mo Li, who lived next door, also pushed open the door and asked Lu Yao good morning.

Lu Yao chuckled as a response, then stepped on the snow and flew towards the training ground, with a beautiful posture and charm, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.

"The gang leader is worthy of being the gang leader, and his posture is graceful. Strange, isn't the gang leader not practicing Yuanli? How can he fly on the snow?"

A little star appeared in Mo Li's eyes. Although she was confused, she didn't think much about it. In her consciousness, the leader of the gang "Chen Mengxin" was a very magical person.

"The leader of the gang is here!"

In the training grounds, someone saw the figure of "Chen Mengxin" and immediately shouted, with a little excited tone.

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