Hearing this, the cruel reality suddenly weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a mountain, and the atmosphere of the conversation became a little solemn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ning Yuerong showed a trace of uneasiness on her face, and began to regret a little, she had overspoken.

In fact, a lot of times, it's like that, but people don't talk about it, and they don't care.

Fang Qianyuan suddenly spoke: "Senior Sister Ning is right, the wealthy family also has geniuses, and there is no shortage of hard-working geniuses, but this is not a reason for us to sink into self-harm, no matter what, the more you give up, the bigger the gap, it is precisely because you are inferior in all aspects that you have to be more self-reliant." ”

"In this martial arts competition, those elites of the family are indeed our biggest opponents, but in addition to the martial arts competition, we also have our own lives, and we can choose opponents in life, but there is one that we can't avoid, and that is ourselves. ”

When he said this, he inexplicably remembered his father Fang Hai.

Fang Hai used to be a spirit master, and he was also a disciple of the world's great sect, the Imperial Spirit Sect.

Of course, a person from the grassroots like him, when he was young, he was similar to Ding Long, Wei Wen and others in front of him, and it was inevitable that there would be times when he competed with the elite of the family and failed and was depressed.

But throughout his father's life, he also had his own adventures and opportunities, and if he could take advantage of that opportunity to soar into the sky, it would be completely different from then on.

Even if you encounter setbacks and become sluggish, it is caused by self-willingness.

Although Fang Qianyuan loved his father, he also understood that if Fang Hai cheered up after being resurrected, with the advantage of taking Baodan and even hiding relevant secrets in his hands, he would definitely be able to make a comeback.

But he didn't do that, pinning all his hopes on himself.

That golden treasure pill is not just as simple as an ancient cultivation relic obtained from an adventure, it also carries the painstaking efforts and regrets of his father Fang Hai all his life.

First there is a father, then there is oneself, different ways of using it, it is a different life.

"Throughout life, the biggest opponent is still yourself after all!"

Hearing this, several people couldn't help but feel moved.

Yes, there are always contrasts in life, when you see the infinite scenery of others, you will inevitably be envious, and you will inevitably be disappointed when you compare your own shortcomings, but in fact, these are all magic obstacles.

Fang Qianyuan did not advocate that any effort would be rewarded, nor did he resign himself to sinking and resign himself to his fate, but put all his spirit and attention on himself.

Seeing yourself improve and improve is the biggest reward.

Seeing oneself stagnate and falling behind is the biggest crisis.

As long as you can overcome yourself, no matter what you do, you can't shake your mind, and you will always achieve something in the end.

"The biggest opponent...... It's yourself!"

Ding Long, Wei Wu and Ning Yuerong were all stunned, savoring it for a long time, and it was difficult to come back to their senses for a long time.

"This Senior Brother Fang will definitely achieve something in the future!"

Wei Wen was even more shocked.

Originally, he still thought that Fang Qianyuan was just a grassroots genius with a small talent, but the competition in this world was too cruel, this kind of person didn't know when he would be destroyed by the wind and rain of reality, and finally fell into mortal dust, mediocre like a speck of dust.

But now, feeling Fang Qianyuan's invincible heart, he finally woke up to the fact that he still looked down on this new junior brother.

This kind of person is destined to be extraordinary, and his future life will be very exciting.

......

Before you know it, it's November, and the selection has finally officially begun.

Fang Qianyuan and the others had already signed up, and after that, they listened to the deacon who was responsible for arranging relevant matters from the Shu Zheng Yuan to explain that this selection was based on the principle of selecting the best and winning glory for the academy, and sent the strongest camp to the general rudder.

Since there are only four fixed places in each court, everyone has to go through multiple competitions, four defeats, and then the winners compete with each other to determine the final ranking, so there are a lot of games, and the court arranges everyone to play in the ring of the four venues in the east, west, north and south at the same time.

To the east of the courtyard, Ring No. 1.

"Drink, look at the move!"

One of the disciples shouted loudly, and slammed into the opponent with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain, and the opponent was caught off guard, and was pushed back again and again on the spot, and one was unsteady on his feet and sat on the ground.

"No. 3 wins!" the deacon disciple who was overseering immediately announced when he saw this.

There was sparse applause from the audience, and the victorious disciple waved triumphantly, looking elated.

Fang Qianyuan, Wei Wen and the others were not interested in seeing it, but they could also understand it.

"After all, it's all a selection for everyone to participate in, and many people know that they can't be selected, so they simply use it as a recreation and come here to have some fun. Wei Wen sighed.

"Actually, our original plan was to just go through the motions, but since we participated, why did we limit our achievements and dare not give it a go? Wei Wu subconsciously glanced at Fang Qianyuan and said.

"Seven vs. eight...... Two of you, please!"

"It's my turn, I'm number seven!"

Not long after, it was finally Wei Wu's turn, Wei Wu was excited, and hurriedly ran up and waited.

After waiting for a long time, no opponent appeared, and after a while, another deacon came up to him with an unkind face and said something to him.

Wei Wu showed a look of crying and laughing, but he had no choice but to come back.

"What's going on?" asked Wei Wen strangely.

"My opponent suddenly had a stomachache and left the toilet to try to run, so this one is a victory without a fight. Wei Wu said.

When everyone heard this, they also couldn't laugh or cry.

After another while, it was finally Fang Qianyuan's turn.

"It turns out that my opponent is you, Senior Brother Fang, I'm really embarrassed now!"

Appearing in the ring was a burly senior brother, who happened to be Feng Bao, who had a relationship with the Demon Suppression Cave before.

He had seen Fang Qianyuan make a move, but it was two months ago, and he didn't think he would lose.

On the contrary, what he had in his heart was just glad that in his mind, he had six turns of cultivation, how could he casually win against this little junior disciple who only had four turns.

"Senior Brother Feng, please. Fang Qianyuan was silent in a low manner, and only said a word.

Feng Bao thought he was nervous and comforted: "Don't worry, I won't shoot too hard." ”

A gong sounded, and the competition officially began.

Feng Bao put on a good posture, condensed the wolf spirit on his body, and looked at Fang Qianyuan, but he saw that a gust of wind suddenly hit, and Fang Qianyuan's figure had already disappeared from the stage.

"Where?"

Feng Bao's eyes widened in surprise, but he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him.

"Ahh

Fang Qianyuan immediately pounced, cut his hands behind his back, and completely restrained him.

Feng Bao's face turned red, and he struggled twice in shame and annoyance, but he couldn't break free, so he could only shout in frustration: "I admit defeat! ”

"I'm sorry, brother. Fang Qianyuan immediately let go of him and retreated.