I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand and forty-six chapters Persevere!

In the meantime, I saw the martial arts next door and came back with three power players at once.

And none of them left the field just now, just as they also heard the discussion from Mei Chaofeng and others, their expressions were hard to look at this time.

The disciples of the Rakshasamen also consciously closed their mouths. They don’t need to sprinkle salt on other people’s wounds. In case of a moment, will they leave the field and admit defeat?

This is a competition of strength, but it is inevitable that there will be opportunities in it.

If a player who is not bad and always selects a strong opponent, it will be difficult for him to hold on for too long. The constant blows will make him realize that he can’t make it to the finals. If this situation continues, he is likely to lose hope even in the semi-finals.

If his strength is not strong enough, perhaps he can face it calmly.

It is precisely because he feels that his strength is not bad, and he has been repeatedly hit by such a blow, which may cause him to leave the field. Because he will feel that he can’t make it to the semifinals or the finals, and he doesn’t need to practice on the court, so it’s better to leave the court to rest and accept defeat.

Until lunch time, the Rakshasa gate players still persisted in the field, and their performance was not bad. At this time, there are only about three hundred left in the field.

“Almost two hundred still need to be eliminated.” Wu Hua didn’t even feel a little worried.

After all, when each sect cannot keep one person on average, it is difficult for the eight disciples of Rakshasmen to stay on the court to enter the semi-finals. Then, wouldn’t it be said that the disciples of Rakshamen are against the sky?

Zu Long said: “It’s okay to hold on for a little longer, it can temper their spiritual will, which is conducive to future progress.”

His voice is not small, all the power players next door are back now, and most of them can only look sideways when they hear what he says, daring not to speak.

Obviously, they have already seen that today’s Rakshasa gate is stronger than in previous years. They are an unknown school, how dare to provoke the powerful Rakshasa.

It was the Shushan League in the main stand. After hearing their conversation, some disciples showed a sneer on their faces.

“Be low-key, watch quietly, don’t talk about this topic anymore.” Wu Hua said, but forgot that he had participated in the discussion.

It’s getting dark, and the primaries of power-level players are still fighting in full swing.

“Big brother, don’t you hardly need to rest after the official game?” Huang Rong asked again.

“Nor, after the end of the power level competition, when entering the semi-finals and finals, there is no need to continue like this. At that time, it would be a daytime game and a rest at night.” Wu Hua said.

Zulong interface: “Wait until the martial arts preliminaries, it will be the same as now.”

Huang Rong said “Oh” exaggeratedly: “Then you guys don’t rest like this and stay with you all the time?”

She remembered that since the start of the game, it seemed that these spectators did not see many people resting, and they continued to accompany their power players day and night.

“We have all practiced the quick rest method, and we can stick to it. If the three of you can’t stick to it, you can hide behind us and go to sleep.” Zu Long said.

“Underestimate us? Humph!” Huang Rong was not convinced, “Although we haven’t practiced what you said, we can still stick to it.”

“Rong’er~Junior sister, I didn’t underestimate you. I just thought of you soon after you started, so I kindly remind you.”