Finally, it should also evolve into a competition of victory or defeat in cultivation.

At that time, thank you for losing.

Because there is still a gap in the basic cultivation of the two.

Thank you for admitting defeat, I don't want to waste time.

Just make a meaningless battle!”

When everyone heard the senior speak, they understood.

And after thanking Nan Chen, he was still elegant and graceful.

There is no sign of despair after failure.

In sharp contrast to Dong Wushuang before, it is ready-made.

As soon as the folding fan is opened, a peony flower.

Step by step, walk towards Kongtong Sect.

The demeanor, the monks present cheered again.

However, when Xie Xie approached Kongtong Sect, she was a little unsteady and she swayed for a few times.

Immediately, he was supported by a disciple of Kongtong Sect.

Many people didn't notice this detail.

But some seniors and celebrities saw that thank you although you were handsome on the surface.

In fact, the mental power is consumed very much, which is a strong support and is basically about to exhaust.

Looking at Nan Chen on the ring, although there were sweat on his forehead, his breath was stable and he could fight again.

Elder Yunkong had already arrived at the center of the ring again and shouted to the surroundings:

"In the fourth round, Nanchen won!"

Winning four games in a row is often high-energy.

This made many younger generations in the world tremble. Such a strong man is too terrible.

Who else can compete with Nanchen next?

"This Nanchen is too strong!"

"Yes! Thank you and Bojian were both defeated, who can compete with him?"

"That fifth-grade Xuan Dan, and the Nine Cold and Nine Leaf Crust.

And the iron guarding order, I'm afraid it's Nanchen."

“…”

There are constant discussions below.

But Nanchen was teasing in secret.

Four consecutive battles should not be underestimated.

Especially when fighting with Thanks, the mental power consumption is excellent.

Now I can rest for one minute, that's one minute.

However, Nan Chen just closed his eyes.

The fifth challenger, once again.

There was only a dull sound of "buzzing".

A young monk was already standing on the ring.

The monk was wearing a black cassock and holding a golden Zen staff.

It is faintly protected by golden light.

At this moment, he raised his chest with one hand and whispered:
Chapter completed!