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Attacking so many people, won't they be injured, won't there be a loss of true energy?

"Don't be depressed, come with me!"

Seeing him like this, a young man came forward with a smile.

"Ok!"

Recognizing the identity of the person in front of him, Zixi Bo Xu, the descendant of the ancient sage, immediately nodded and followed behind.

Bo Xu led Shang Wu out of the crowd and came to another group of eliminated young people: "Hello, we were eliminated by the descendants of Zichi Ancient Sage, I don't know if you are..."

"Coincidentally, so are we!"

"So are we!"

"Same sickness and pity for each other... We will be good friends from now on!"

There was a burst of excitement, and more than a dozen people gathered around.

After this group of people left, they came to another group of people. Before they could speak, they saw the other party coming up to meet them: "The ones who were eliminated by Fan Xiaofeng! Like us, we finally found an organization..."

Shang Wu: "..."

At this moment, he really felt like he was about to cry.

"Attention everyone, we want to set up a sorority association for the descendants of Zichi Ancient Sage to eliminate, is there anyone willing to join?"

A voice sounded.

"I regestrated!"

"I'm coming too!"

……

There was a burst of response.

"..."

Suddenly, Shang Wu felt that being eliminated by someone with a lower cultivation base than himself was not only not ashamed, but also a little complacent and full of honor!

……

"This is the end?"

Staring wide-eyed at Fan Xiaofeng, who had not changed at all, Fan Xiaoxing felt that his outlook on life had been completely overturned.

Facing these twelve people, he didn't even have a chance to escape. Xiao Feng, who was similar in strength to himself, rushed over to eliminate them all...

What happened in just half an hour, and why such a huge change?

Nodding his head, Fan Xiaofeng ignored him, but came to Zhang Xuan in two steps: "This time... how did I fight?"

There was tension in his eyes, as if a student who didn't do his winter homework well saw his teacher.

"How is it?" Zhang Xuan's eyes were bleak, unable to lift his spirits, he waved his hands: "That's it!"

Too lazy to say.

After giving advice for so long, after going through so many battles, he still fights like this. Fortunately, he is not the deity, otherwise, he would be ashamed to death!

He, Zhang Xuan, has taught so many disciples, which one is not famous, has a super understanding of combat, and this...

Before, I thought that the descendants of various schools of thought could learn quickly and could draw inferences from one example, but who knew...there were too many counterpoints, and they made specious things instead.

"I... I was wrong! I know I played badly..."

Seeing his expression, Fan Xiaofeng's complexion changed, and his voice trembled.

The current achievements are all due to the guidance of this person in front of me. If I don’t want to talk about it, how can I improve?

"Is this still called a bad fight?"

Dumbfounded, Fan Xiaoxing scratched his hair, with a crazy expression on his face, unable to keep up with the thinking of the two of them.

"It's good to know!" Zhang Xuan turned his head: "Just now, the third move to enter the crowd, obviously you can use the arm fist to eliminate the man in gray with the simplest consumption, why should you use the startling hand instead? Attacking the one on the right side? Do you know that three moves were wasted in this way, and it took so long for three moves. You have to pick it up hard, it seems that you have the protection of true energy, or the physical body is hard..."

The more he talked, the more he got angry, Zhang Xuan said seven or eight flaws in one breath, and each of them pointed to the vital point.

"I……"

Fan Xiaofeng was speechless.

The battle just now was very fast. I didn't expect Xiao Xu to remember every move clearly, and all the flaws were printed in his mind.

Originally, he eliminated twelve people by himself, full of pride and pride, but after hearing this, he realized that the difference is still far away!

There is still more room for improvement.

"Xiao Feng is so good at fighting, and has so many flaws, Xiao Xu's eyesight..."

Fan Xiaoxing kept swallowing his saliva.

Until now, he finally understood why Fan Xiaofeng had changed so much after not seeing him for half an hour...

It's all thanks to this Fan Xiaoxu!

"Xiao Xu, please teach me, I also want to become as strong as Xiao Feng..."

Unable to hold back any longer, Fan Xiaoxing also came up to him, clasped his fists sincerely, and lost his previous pride.

The first thousand and 880 chapters of Zilu, the descendants of the ancient saints

Zhongqing is the descendant of the ancient sage Zilu, the person in charge of the Great Confucianism Hall in this knockout match, the middle-aged man in the Immortal Realm who read the rules in the air before, is exactly him.

Unlike other teachers, he returned to his room after activating the formation of the mountain, and did not wait in the elimination area.

It's just a freshman selection, and it's good to know the result. With his status, it's not worth paying attention to all the time.

Picking up the brush, he slowly wrote on the case. The fragrance of ink overflowed, and the handwriting was neat and full of charm. One could tell that his state of mind was as calm as water, without any waves.

call!

A figure appeared in the room, watching him write slowly, his eyebrows frowned: "Brother Zhong, why are you still here? Go over and have a look, there is something wrong with this assessment..."

If Zhang Xuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the identity of this person who just came in. He is an old friend... Nangong Yuanfeng!

"Yuanfeng, you're in a hurry again! I've been telling you that you're not in a stable mood, and you still don't believe it. The juniors are just doing the assessment, so why be nervous? If you can't change this situation, in the long run, if you want to go further, it's almost impossible possible!"