He never expected that he would be eliminated in the preliminary round, and he never expected that the person he looked down on and despised would have such great strength.

No wonder, no wonder they were so eager to kick him out of the team, no wonder they ignored him, so that's why.

Mark felt a surge of resentment. Why? Why was all of this happening to him?

Why should he be the one to be abandoned? Why should everyone else know this, but he doesn't?

If he had known, he wouldn't have left the team. Even though they would still lose in individual competitions, there would still be team competitions. With such a strong player in the team, no one could possibly take away their first or second place.

But why doesn't he know anything? He knows nothing?

Oh, right, someone said bad things about Longyue to him, saying how arrogant she was. Yes, it was her.

Mark then remembered that he had actually been quite friendly at first, but because of her words, he had come to dislike Oborozuki.

He lost such a huge opportunity because of him.

Also, why didn't Cheng Yu tell him these things? Why did he keep them from him?

As for Oborozuki's previous strength, he no longer wanted to think about whether it was true or false. He only knew that Oborozuki was very strong now, but he was not in this team.

Jealousy, envy, and hatred consumed his entire heart. Mark lowered his head, his eyes reddening.

Equally unbelievable was Wang Ren, who left with Mark.

Wang Ren has always remained silent, aloof, and rarely interacts with others.

So he was eliminated from the team, but he never felt it was his fault; he just felt that the team members were ungrateful.

But now, listening to Li Tiangen and the others cheering, Wang Ren pursed his lips, wanting to shut them up, but unable to speak.

He could only feel angry inside.

These scoundrels kicked him away because someone more powerful had come in.

They're all despicable people, despicable people!

Longyue didn't care what these people were thinking; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.

"That feels good, let's do it again!" Longyue took a step back, pushing off the ground with her legs and supporting herself with her hands.

She was caught off guard and was ambushed by Cheng Ye, but she reacted quickly and regained her composure.

That feeling of your whole body boiling is amazing, your blood is boiling, your muscles are moving, and every cell is absorbing and releasing energy.

With a leap, the two exchanged blows, their bodies becoming afterimages. Such an action was so fast that 90% of the martial artists present couldn't even see it.

At the critical moment, the Black and White Pavilion Master made his move, creating an energy circle in mid-air that slowed down the movements of Longyue and Chengye several times over.

Now everyone can finally see it clearly.

The two men, one in black and one in white, nodded as they watched, both appearing quite mature.

"One for each person?"

"Can."

Before the battle was over, the two masters, one black and one white, had already secretly divided the people up.

"You really hit hard!" Cheng Ye wiped the blood from his face where Long Yue had hit him.

"Likewise!" The fighting spirit in Longyue's eyes did not diminish, and the ensuing exchange became even faster.

Apart from martial artists of the same or higher level, no one else could see them clearly.

As a result, a new idea came to everyone's mind.

These two are really bullying us.

They're both martial artists, so why are they able to be so skilled?

I felt humiliated, truly humiliated!

If I had that kind of power, I'd walk sideways.

Longyue and Chengye exchanged blows, their fists and feet striking each other, the sounds of their blows echoing throughout the martial arts hall.

The mere mention of it made all the martial artists wince in pain.

There's also a feeling that my life is about to end.

It's hard not to sigh. If Oborozuki had used this level of strength to compete with them before, she probably wouldn't have been able to leave the arena upright, horizontally, or even carried off the stage. She wouldn't even have been able to leave behind a complete corpse.

"Hurry up, hurry up, place your bets, guess who will win."

"I'm betting on Cheng Ye."

"I bet on Oborozuki."

"I guess, Cheng Ye, it's because men are always stronger than women."

"That makes sense, that makes sense."

"Oh dear, what's the point? I don't think Longyue is an easy opponent either. I think Longyue can win."

"..."

Thus, what should have been a martial arts arena was turned into a gambling den.

The key point is that no one has any objections.

Even the museum owners joined in the fun.

"Cheng Ye, you can't beat me." Long Yue felt the numbness in her fist and kicked Cheng Ye in return.

"You can't beat me either."

"No, I will beat you."

"Then I'll wait." Cheng Ye said this, but his body became even more alert. He knew that Longyue never spoke nonsense or made unfounded statements.

A long time had passed, and Longyue could sense that her primordial energy had just trembled within her sea of ​​consciousness.

The source energy given by the core of the ball is not small, much of which is sealed in her sea of ​​consciousness, allowing her to absorb and transform energy anytime, anywhere.

They can cultivate their strength to another level in a shorter period of time.

However, refining the origin is an extremely difficult task.

Only through such intense combat can the source gradually loosen, then be integrated into the whole body, absorbed, and transformed into power.

Longyue felt that after this matter was over, she would need to go to the Monster City and use the monsters to unlock the refinement of the origin.

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