Chapter 290 Lost, Lost

Yang Xuan clenched his fists and stared at Zhang Guliu, with a burning murderous intent in his eyes.

But he did not say another word.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

Today, the family is humiliated because of me.

In the future... I will definitely get it back.

No matter how much the loser says, it is meaningless.

The power of teleportation circulated, and Yang Xuan was teleported out of the battlefield.

Before leaving, he stared at the ground, with a bit of melancholy and loneliness in his eyes.

He claimed to be invincible, and never thought that there would be a day when he would be defeated by a person of the same age.

It is conceivable how much damage this matter would cause to his state of mind.

Yang Xuan had basically seen that Zhang Guliu had violated the rules, but he did not inform the committee.

Because there was no evidence, it was useless to say it. He was not like Su Ming who could scan all the opponent's equipment and know everything.

He could only roughly judge that Zhang Guliu used an epic amplification, perhaps a skill, or equipment.

In the final analysis, Yang Xuan actually disdained to expose it.

For him, losing is losing.

No matter how despicable the opponent's tricks are, as long as he loses, it's his own problem.

All the sophistry is just a ridiculous struggle of the loser.

So, he chose to leave in silence.

Yang Xuan's temperament is like this.

Su Ming saw this scene and sighed deeply.

The winner is indeed the Zhang family.

But he was happy for Yang Xuan.

Su Ming saw from Yang Xuan's eyes when he left that this pure genius who came out at the age of 18 had a much more mature look after experiencing what happened just now.

In the short term, this may be a loss to his state of mind.

But in the long run, there are only benefits and no harm.

All geniuses cannot have smooth sailing and will encounter various setbacks, even if you are the young master of the three major families.

If the state of mind is not strong, it will eventually end.

Some people will fall into despair and never recover after falling, such as Li Chenguang.

Some people will regroup and return as kings after falling.

Judging from his eyes, Yang Xuan was obviously the latter.

Zhang Guliu had another powerful enemy, which was a great thing for Su Ming.

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At this moment, the world channel.

The audience across the country was speechless at this moment.

Shocked expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

"Yang Xuan... was defeated head-on!?"

"Although I can't believe it, this real scene happened in front of all of us." People's voices trembled.

"That's the young master of the Yang family!"

"The eldest son of the Yang family, the young master, was actually defeated by Zhang Guliu of the Zhang family? Zhang Guliu is not the eldest son, but has legitimate blood, not the young master!"

"The two major families, the Yang family and the Zhang family, are evenly matched, and no one has ever been superior to the other, but after today... I'm afraid it's hard to say."

"The Zhang family is too powerful. If the Baili family doesn't come out, only the Yang family can compete, but now the young master of the Yang family has been defeated head-on!"

"The strength of the young master represents the future power level of a family, and if Yang Xuan loses, the deterrent power of the family will also be reduced."

"The Zhang family... is really invincible!" Someone murmured in fear.

"Why did Yang Xuan lose?"

"Obviously...his move of burning sun with golden light was so powerful that even my fifth-turn master exclaimed that it was amazing."

"Too incredible..."

"I think we don't need to watch the finals anymore, Zhang Guliu is already invincible!"

"Once Yang Xuan leaves, no one can defeat him! I suggest that the Swordsman of Cutting Moon surrender directly in the finals, otherwise he will lose badly!"

"From the current strength...I'm afraid that's the only way."

"The two are not in the same league, and it's not a loss for Cutting Moon to get the runner-up."

People shook their heads, thinking that the excitement of the finals could not be compared to this match.

Facing Zhang Guliu's almost invincible strength, no one was optimistic about Su Ming.

"Wait, I think you are talking too much!" At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

"I mean, is there a possibility that the Swordsman of Cutting Moon is the young master of this generation of the Baili family?" Someone made a shocking guess.

"Stupid!"

"Crazy."

"Brain-dead." As a result, he was greeted with a barrage of abuse.

"The Baili family has been closed for decades. They must be planning something big. They will never show up here!" People mocked his naivety.

The man was not angry, but just smiled.

"Haha, you can scold me. Anyway, there are so many unexpected things in this year's competition. The young master of the Yang family has shown up for the first time. What else is impossible?"

"You will definitely bet on Zhang Guliu, so I will still go all in on the Moon Slashing Swordsman!" He said madly with a gleam in his eyes.

"Win the elf maid, lose the slum laborer!"

His crazy words made people too lazy to scold him, and they were soon drowned in the crowd.

...

At this moment, several elders of the Yang family were sitting on a noble and luxurious high-level viewing seat above the stadium.

This is a VIP seat among VIPs. Only high-level public officials and elders of the three major families are qualified to watch the game in this position.

The faces of the elders seemed calm, but in fact, huge waves had been set off in their hearts.

They stared at the stadium in a daze, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Xuan'er... lost?" a middle-aged man with gray hair whispered.

"Impossible! No matter how strong the kid from the Zhang family is, can he be stronger than Xuan'er?" A burly elder was a little angry, clenching his fists.

"When Yang Xuan was born, the sun was blazing in the sky, and his body temperature was extremely high. He was a body of a different phase. Whether it was talent or character, he was the best."

"He has been practicing our Yang family's ancient body-building boxing since he was a child. In addition, he has accumulated countless natural treasures, which makes his attributes comparable to the peak of the fourth-level masters."

"But even so, he was defeated by the young generation of the Zhang family!?"

"The foundation of our Yang family is definitely not worse than that of the Zhang family. There must be something fishy about this matter." Several people said angrily.

"By the way, the ancient skull book of Zhang Guliu has a strange aura, and the power of the moves he uses is also very strange. It doesn't seem like a diamond-quality weapon can give him an increase."

"Could it be that it is an epic weapon!?" An alchemy elder guessed.

"If so, then my Yang family must..."

Huff!

A white light flashed, and a young man with a penetrating wound on his chest was teleported over.

It was Yang Xuan.

"Sorry... Elders, I lost." He murmured.

His eyes were calm, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, but there was no sadness of a loser.

In his eyes, there was only calmness.

And... a firm will to fight!

"Xuan'er, Zhang Guliu..." An elder stepped forward and asked with concern.

Yang Xuan raised his hand to stop the elders from talking.

"Lost, lost."

"Even if he really violated the rules, it is meaningless to expose and quibble, and let the world think that my Yang family is throwing a tantrum."

His face was cold, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, looked up at the sky and said.

"I hope that the elders will not care about this matter anymore. I will personally apologize to my father."

His eyes flashed with a more determined desire to become stronger than before.

Then, he teleported back to the family.

Only a group of elders were left, standing with their hands behind their backs, looking at each other in bewilderment.