6kv Chapter 909 What A Piece Of Shit Luck
Chapter 909 What A Piece Of Shit Luck
Boom!
Su Yuan spurted blood from his mouth, and a blackened blood hole suddenly appeared in his chest, and his aura instantly weakened to the freezing point.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the sky subsided, and the red snow sword marrow returned to Shen Xuan's hands.
Su Yuan, on the opposite side, had already fainted and fell completely into a coma!
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
The whole square suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes widened with horrified expressions!
No one expected that at an absolute disadvantage, Shen Xuan not only did not choose to admit defeat, but also defeated Su Yuan in one fell swoop.
"Hiss! Such amazing combat power!"
"As expected of one of the three young masters of Cangjing, Shen Xuan's strength is simply incredible!"
"Elder Su's strength is far superior to that of ordinary fifth-level innate masters, but he was defeated by Shen Xuan!"
"Hmph! This guy is really lucky!"
Everyone's eyes were beating wildly, and they were filled with emotions.
"Elder Su, I accept the concession!"
Shen Xuan shook his head and sighed, quickly picked up the storage bag and walked quickly off the ring.
Su Yuan was already unconscious, so naturally there was nothing he could do to stop him, so he had no choice but to waste his time talking.
The moment he retreated to the edge of the ring, an evil sneer appeared at the corner of Su Yuan's mouth, and then he passed out completely.
"Phew!" Shen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, secretly grateful for his adventurous act.
If he hadn't used the "Soul-Eating Eyes" at the critical moment just now, I'm afraid he would be a corpse now.
However, it was precisely because of the use of the "Soul-Eating Eyes" that he suffered a great deal of consumption.
"Damn it! How could this happen?" Shen Xuan's face froze and turned extremely ugly.
In this state, he was obviously not sure how to cope with the coming situation, and was even in danger of falling.
"No! We must recover as soon as possible, otherwise, today will be my funeral!"
Shen Xuan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and silently activated "Manniu Jin" to restore the loss in the body.
However, this kind of thing is easy to say but very difficult to do.
After all, this time is different from the usual sect martial arts competitions. The higher the cultivation level of the contestants, the greater the number of resources they seek.
After entering the sect, every disciple can basically receive a fixed amount of cultivation resources, and it does not cost much money at all.
In comparison, the monthly expenses of top talents like Jiang Tian, Pang Ning and Yun Xianghan are even more staggering.
...Please give me flowers...
Even if they are disciples of the outer courtyard, they still need to purchase a large amount of elixirs to improve their strength.
In addition, the monthly salary and rewards will also be allocated proportionally to their identity tokens or sects.
Although these things will not increase their cultivation, they can still exert powerful effects at critical moments.
But for Shen Xuan, all this is of no help!
His strength is quite special, and the benefits of ordinary elixirs cannot meet his needs, let alone other people's cultivation resources.
Not only Shen Xuan, but even Chu Yun and Mo Gaoxuan were not as wasteful as Shen Xuan.
The training resources obtained by the two of them are only comparable to those of Shen Xuan, and each time they take only one pill.
And even if they were willing to spend all their cultivation resources to support Shen Xuan, the latter would definitely not agree.
After all, his cultivation level is much higher than that of the two of them, and even the elders of the sect treat him differently. How could he covet the cultivation resources of the two disciples?
Not to mention, Shen Xuan regards cultivation resources as dirt. .