"Congratulations to the students of Ancheng No. 5 Middle School for winning the first place in the men's group of the 27th Shaanxi Provincial Middle School Student Track and Field Competition, setting a new record for the highest in this event in the province in ten years."

"I am worthy of being the captain of the No. 5 Middle School Track and Field Team. Is this a prize in the national competition, right?"

"That's not? Isn't this going to push him to the provincial team soon? How can we compare?"

"Tianyang, this time you have a high chance of getting this year's track and field silver sail. At that time, not only will you be directly admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, but you may also join the national team to compete for international competitions, and then there will be Jin Fan. Work harder, I am very optimistic about you."

"He was born for the field."

...

Traffic lights jump from yellow to red, approaching wind, rapid whistle, harsh sound of trucks, squeaking—

The overturned bicycle, long blood marks, red and blue lights from far to near and screaming siren, the operating room lights pierced into the eyes.

"No, there's no way, this leg will definitely not be able to be saved."

"If you really don't want to sit in a wheelchair, we can install prosthetics for you, but the current technology is only enough to maintain daily life, and it will definitely not reach the level of competition, and competitions are not allowed."

"Accept the facts, you can no longer play again in your life."

"Son, give up. You were all in training for the first two years of high school. The cultural courses are too different. Don't repeat the courses. Second-tier university is good..."

"Your game is over."

No.

I don't believe it.

I won't lose.

No matter what happens, I will definitely be the winner!

...

The sound and picture of the revolving lantern began to dissipate. When he came to his senses, he was lying on the ground, his eyes were filled with upside down heaven and earth, and... the arena.

That was his field.

That is the venue of the Immortal Games.

Jie Tianyang tried to get up with his elbows, but his upper body was done, but his lower body was thrown to the ground: his spiritual power was exhausted, and his body could no longer support him.

The sword lights around him stopped, and Han Jiangchen in front of him was stunned when he saw this. At the same time, all the students watching the game were stunned.

The fierce competition suddenly became silent, and everyone stood there in a daze, all eyes gathered on Jie Tianyang: under his clothes, the empty trousers swayed in the wind.

——He has no right leg.

It is precisely because of this that he went to Baili Yu to learn the method of "enhancing spirits". No matter how much the ordinary steel is attached, it is still an ordinary one, and the opponent's attack power exceeds his expectations. Even if he has taken precautions, he still exposed this most unbearable secret.

In front of everyone, Han Jiangchen, who was closest to him, could see the most clearly. Under such a sudden situation, he stood there and didn't know what to do: in front of him, Jie Tianyang was kneeling on the ground, and his embarrassing look was all over the scene.

In the silent stalemate, it was Wei Ze's voice that broke the silence.

"The time of the three breaths has come, and the result has been divided." Wei Ze raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "The winner is..."

"…etc!"

As if he was awakened by these words, Xie Tianyang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly shouted: "It's not over yet!"

"I haven't lost yet!!"

He shouted as if he was trying his best to slap his fingers into the ground, as if he was trying his best to support himself, but his strength was exhausted and the hidden injury that had just been shocked, such a simple action was also very difficult for him at this time.

Han Jiangchen, opposite, looked at him in a complicated way, then put away his sword, got off the stage first, and walked to Wei Ze.

"I admit defeat." Han Jiangchen said, "I'll win..."

"My grass, you uncle!! Who the hell wants you to let me go?" Before he finished speaking, Jie Tianyang suddenly roared and his fist hit the stage, "What the hell are you doing?! It's not over yet! Why should I stop? Do you want to be a waste..."

Han Jiangchen looked at him speechlessly. Jie Tianyang's words didn't seem to be saying to his opponent, but instead seemed to be... cursing himself.

But before he could curse a few words, Wei Ze had raised his hand and blocked the invisible spiritual power. He immediately stopped moving in the same place.

"I said it, the result has been divided." Wei Ze looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Your game is over."

You, the game, the end, the end.

Jie Tianyang was hit by five thunders, and all his expressions were frozen on his face. Wei Ze thought he would be furious, but the young man just knelt down there, looking at the teacher in front of him with a dull face. It seemed that something had instantly been extinguished in those eyes.

"Han Jiangchen won in this game."

Wei Ze withdrew his hand and said to the crowd around him: "In addition, I announced that the school's ruling: Xie Tianyang, a first-year student, was disqualified from participating in the Immortal Games due to excessive behavior on the field. The free quota will be handled separately in the future by the school, and the rest of the matter will be notified later."

After saying that, he raised his hand and issued a move, [Seventy-Two Changes·Shoot Clouds], causing the surrounding clouds to gather. The scene on the stage became blurred in an instant, and no one could see the situation in the magic anymore.

The students in the audience stretched their necks, as if they wanted to see something else. But all they could see was the medical and volunteers who were originally prepared on the platform flew out of the clouds, fell back to the stands, and conveyed the news to everyone.

"Teacher Wei said that now the qualifiers are over, everyone will leave the court and go back to attend classes normally."

No one dared to refuse Wei Ze's words. Even if the students wanted to ask for anything, in the end they could only stand up slowly and whisper to the exit of the blessed land.

“So that’s what it is…”

"No wonder he never comes with others when taking a bath..."

"Hidden deep enough..."

"This cripple..."

The voice of discussion dimmed little by little, and soon the blessed land returned to complete tranquility. Until all the audience left and the stands became empty, Wei Ze in the clouds turned back his gaze and looked at the two stranded on the field.

"You can leave too, go down and think about it carefully. Just as he said, don't be a waste." Wei Ze first glanced at Han Jiangchen beside him, "Absuming defeat is not something you can say casually. You have to think clearly, why did you fight?"

Han Jiangchen nodded silently, put away the spirit sword, and finally glanced at the figure who was silent over there, apologized with his eyes, then turned around and walked out of the field.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away. On the empty field, the kneeling boy was thrown there alone, glory and cheers left him, and he couldn't move in place.

He was abandoned by this field.

"You lost this game."

He saw Wei Ze turn his head and speak to him. His words were very calm, but when it fell into Jie Tianyang's ears, it seemed like he was stabbed by a needle, which made him tremble.

"Whether you accept it or not, the result is that, you lose." Wei Ze ignored it and said in an almost cold tone, "With your current state, even if you go to the official match, it is meaningless."

In just a few minutes, the boy seemed to have no usual attitude at all: he was completely collapsed, from his body to his heart. He knelt on the ground like a broken dog with a broken spine, as if his energy in his body was suddenly drained.

"Teacher, you...have you known it for a long time, right?"

"Do I know, what's the difference?" Wei Ze said, "School will not interfere with your own way, and participating in the Immortal Games is your own choice. So when you embark on this path, you should be able to think of the result...or do you only regard cultivating immortals as a tool to prove yourself?"

He had already eliminated the immobilization technique at this time, but Jie Tianyang was still sitting there, motionless.

No one would have thought that he would be so weak, and he seemed to have no strength to speak for a moment. But even if he still had the strength to do so now, he could not give any answers in front of Wei Ze's question.

"I won't take back what I just said. Your game is over and you are not qualified to participate in the Immortal Games."

Wei Ze said this and changed his subject: "But, are you going to make this your last game?"

He looked at the suddenly stunned face and continued, "You are also a student of Kunlun University. Even the Immortal Games should not be the whole of your life. If you really tie yourself to the external victory or defeat, you will always be the loser. Because the opponent you really want to defeat is not someone else, but yourself."

Jie Tianyang was silent for a long time and said with some difficulty: "Do I still have a chance?"

"It depends on how you define the word 'opportunity'." Wei Ze looked at his empty trouser legs, "If you really want to win... then the first step you have to do is stand up by yourself."

He didn't wait for Jie Tianyang to say anything, but waved his sleeves and the clouds around him gathered together, and in a blink of an eye he wrapped them up. The next moment, two figures appeared in the lounge of the office building, and Baili Yu, facing the computer, was sitting at the table.

Seeing the two of them entering, Baili Yu turned his eyes, and obviously he saw the student's broken legs at once, and a surprise flashed across his face.

"You can no longer participate in this Immortal Games. But there are still many things you have to do... For the next thing, you can follow Teacher Baili's arrangements."

Wei Ze said, slapped Jie Tian with one hand and raised his shoulder. The vast spiritual power flowed in, and immediately stabilized the injuries he suffered in the game. Then he threw a healing pill to the student, turned around and explained something to Baili Yu, watching the latter nodded and then shook his body and disappeared from the spot in a blink of an eye.

Only the teacher and student were left in the small space. Jie Tianyang lowered his eyes and did not dare to speak. Baili Yu was also thinking, and the room was quiet and a little panicked.

After a while, Bailiyu closed the computer and walked slowly to Xie Tianyang who was kneeling, bent down, and also sat cross-legged in front of him, maintaining the same height as him.

"Take the Qi Recovery Pill, your injury should not be hindered now." Baili Yu said abruptly, "Can you play chess?"

Jie Tianyang looked at him and nodded.

"Next game?"

After Baili Yu said that, when he knocked his knuckles on the ground, he saw the tiny sand on the ground gathering in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he spread a chess board in front of Baili Yu, and even the chess pieces on it were clearly distinguished - in a sense, this chess piece was even a low-quality spiritual weapon.

"Hongzi left first." Baili Yu stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture towards Jie Tianyang.

Jie Tianyang looked at the chessboard, looked up at Baili Yu in front of him, and his eyes went back and forth several times, and finally reached out and moved the vanguard.

Baili Yu smiled faintly, and also reached out to play chess and vaulted horses.

The chess pieces intertwine, and more than ten rounds passed, Jie Tianyang's eyes gradually condensed.

When he was practicing with this teacher, he always saw Baili Yu playing chess on the computer and didn't take it seriously. But when he really started to learn from the teacher, he found that this person was actually a very good chess master.

In the blink of an eye, he was eaten with a pair of carriages and cannons. As soon as he moved the remaining soldiers across the river again, Bailiyu's cannons were already on the plate, General.

"Start again."

Baili Yu ignored his expression and flipped his hand, all the pieces returned to their positions, and his expression continued to change.

Elephant flying, soldiers arched, cannons walked away, general.
To be continued...