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Murong Xinghun’s internal injuries are not very serious, but only the internal organs are damaged and are absolutely not fatal.

Murong Xinghun has a very good physique, and with the help of the Murong family's healing pills, Murong Jie knew that if Murong Xinghun had no more internal injuries than three days, he would be able to recover in less than one week.

Murong Xinghun was not in a coma.

He had been put down by Murong Chuxue and stood beside Murong Jie.

At this moment, a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm not his opponent."

"There is nothing to be said to be sorry. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Besides, you are not losing in the swordsmanship. You are just that your vitality is much weaker than him. This is not a real failure for you."

"If you lose, you will lose. I am not the one who can't afford to fail. Don't worry, grandpa. I won't be depressed. I will work harder. One day I will surpass him!" Murong Xinghun's eyes were burning with a sharp fighting spirit.

"This is my good grandson!"

When Murong Jie saw Murong Xinghun’s appearance at this time, he nodded with satisfaction.

Generally, people with excellent talent always feel that they are superior and they will inevitably feel proud and have strong self-esteem in their hearts.

If these people are easily defeated by an opponent they think they will inevitably feel disappointed in themselves on such occasions.

Some people even leave shadows in their hearts.

Moreover, some people will lose their fighting spirit, lose their enterprising spirit, and become depressed.

Murong Xinghun obviously did not get depressed because of this, but instead had to face the difficulties.

Murong Jie knew that his grandson really lived up to his training and was able to maintain a good enterprising attitude in such an occasion and such failure. This is commendable.

His eyes fell on Murong Chuxue: "Chuxue, you have seen the Star Soul competition."

"Yes." Murong Chuxue nodded.

Murong Jie asked, "What do you think?"

Murong Chuxue thought for a moment and said, "Gao Tianye is indeed very strong, but Xinghun's defeat was also his own reason. At first, he obviously underestimated Gao Tianye's strength. The attack was too strong, and the subsequent attack lasted too long, so he did not change his strategy in advance."

"Not bad!" Murong Jie nodded: "Gao Tianye is indeed very strong, but he is not able to kill Xinghun with one punch. Xinghun was defeated by his hard temper and his underestimation of the enemy."

After a pause, Murong Jie continued: "But this is not Xinghun's fault, because those who came here today are probably muttering about Gao Tianye's combat power!"

"Not bad." Murong Chuxue nodded.

"Go, no matter whether you succeed or fail, I hope you will have a good attitude!" Murong Jie looked at Murong Chuxue and said, "The most precious thing for us who practice swordsmanship is to have a firm heart, to move forward bravely, and never lose confidence and courage!"

"yes!"

Murong Chuxue agreed, flashed, and flew towards the competition platform.

He was snow-white, handsome, handsome, elegant, calm and elegant, and had a peerless style. In this way, he could see some of the girls around him, all of whom were shining in his eyes.

Gao Tianye looked at Murong Chuxue and said seriously: "I'm sorry to me just now."

"The competition is like this, and it is inevitable that you will be injured by accident. And I want to thank your men for showing mercy." Murong Chuxue said politely: "Young Master Gao is extraordinary, but he is generous, so I am very grateful."

"You and I are good friends, so I naturally can't take too much action." Gao Tianye smiled faintly, showing his magnanimity.

"Our competition begins now!"

Murong Chuxue said, her figure flashed, and she had already floated and then retreated for more than ten meters.

Although he was still calm and free at this time, he already had a sharp and sharp feeling contained in it.

Gao Tianye stood more than 20 meters ahead of him and looked at him. At this moment, he felt as if he was looking at a sword, a long sword that penetrated the world and swallowed mountains and rivers!

"This is the real kendo!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Gao Tianye's eyes at this moment.

He knew that if he could defeat Murong Chuxue, he would be able to obtain the sword soul secretly cultivated by the Murong family and immediately realize the powerful sword art.

This sword soul is rare and a peerless magic medicine containing the power of laws!

The value of the sword soul is priceless!

Even in the Murong family, even if they know how to cultivate sword souls, it is not easy to successfully cultivate a sword soul in a thousand years.

This requires dozens of strong men from the Murong family to spend a lot of effort and countless treasures of heaven, wealth and earth.

Of course, Murong Chuxue didn't want the sword soul that the family had worked hard to cultivate to be taken away by Gao Tianye.

So he must win this battle.

At this time, Gao Tianye's body burst out again. Although he felt that Murong Chuxue's strength had reached the fifth level of the God Emperor, he still seemed very calm at this time.

He was very happy and proud to know this:

"The vital energy containing the power of stars is indeed powerful. Even compared to Tang Long's power of Chaos Heavenly Fire, it is probably not much different."

"But, Shu Ya said last time that Tang Long's vitality also contained the power of stars. This kid's luck was really good, but this also gave me a complete plan for this time."

Takatano thought to himself.

Tang Long's vitality has changed several times, and Gao Tianye knows it.

However, Tang Long's vitality later contained the power of stars, and Tang Long did not show it in front of Gao Tianye. Therefore, Gao Tianye's understanding of Tang Long came from Dan Tai Shuya.

He now knows the special power of the stars very clearly.

The power of the stars is extremely powerful.

If it weren't for this powerful star power, Gao Tianye wouldn't have had more and more relationships with Lie Qingtian, and even had this plan.

"Tang Long is here too. After the competition is over, I have to go find him. I still have to hold him firmly in my hand."

"If the power of the stars contained in Tang Long's short-term cultivation really comes from the God of Thunder and Lightning Flower, then I must find this kind of thing again no matter what. After all, the power of the stars obtained in this way will make me feel more at ease. I still have to be wary of it..."

He made a secret decision and had already held a sword in his hand.

This is a sword with a faint white light.

Murong Chuxue also held a sword in her hand. This was a sword from Baijian Pavilion in the Murong family.

Remaining snow.

This is the name of this sword.

Murong Chuxue held the sword and her aura burst out, revealing a bit of coldness.

Above the sword, there was also a cold wind spreading out, sweeping across the world. Suddenly, the entire competition platform was filled with cold wind, the cold wind howled, and the world was cold.

In the cold wind, strange runes flew out from the Snow Sword.

These mysterious runes look like snowflakes, but they all have a dark red color, which looks a bit sad and beautiful.

The cold wind roared, and dark red snowflakes swept through the wind, and more and more snowflakes were howling and whistling on the competition platform. Gradually, the cold wind swept through the dark red snowflakes and turned into a fierce tornado.

The tornado whistled and whirled on the competition platform, tearing the air and making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"The Depressed Sword!"

A faint voice was gently spit out from Murong Chuxue's mouth.

At this time, Murong Chuxue looked full of sadness, and even at this moment, he seemed a little decadent and sad.

On the pavilion, Tang Long looked at Murong Chuxue's appearance at this moment, felt the cold breath on the competition stage, and was also a little surprised: "The sword art that this guy practiced actually contains his own emotions!" "The sword art contains emotions? What does it mean?" Gongsun Mo'er looked at Tang Long with some confusion.
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