Cheng Xian was not embarrassed at all, and her heavy expression suddenly became vivid. She leaned closer and stared at Luo Guan, blinking in confusion, "You asked for this yourself, don't blame me for being unsympathetic...Yesterday Yunshan told me that for today When I was looking forward to the battle between the Heavenly Kings, I was still a little unconvinced, but now that I see you looking like this, I feel a little sure."
She looked up and down, wishing she could peel off Luo Guan and wash it off, and studied his appearance carefully, "I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out. I admit that appearance is justice, but justice cannot be used as a weapon. How could you do that? So strong?"
Diwu knew Luo Guan's information, and the Cheng family even got more information last night. I came from a small place and a small family. I failed three times to condense my bones. In the blink of an eye, my strength skyrocketed... It was obvious that I had a big secret!
But Cheng Xian has seen a lot of secrets. She has a lot of them herself, and there are many powerful people from all walks of life in the Imperial Martial Arts. Who hasn't had a chance yet?
But something like Luo Guan is unique!
Luo Guan narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Cheng, being too curious may not be a good thing."
Cheng Xian waved her hand, "I just want to take a look, but I don't know how to do anything. The dean has spoken out in this regard. No one in Diwu dares to go beyond this."
"And..." She paused, still feeling unbelievable, "If you win today, you will at least be one of the Ten Heavenly Kings, and no one will dare to touch you."
"So, Luo Guan, you must win today!"
She said this sincerely.
Also, full of profound meaning!
Luo Guan frowned and looked up at her face. He had received the reminder - it seemed that his performance had attracted some attention, and the result of this attention would never be good.
In fact, after confirming that only the top ten emperors could enter and exit the forbidden area of the back mountain, Luo Guan knew that he could no longer hide. But for a behemoth like Emperor Wu, or some noble people in the imperial capital, it is not difficult to investigate information about him.
Then it is logical to speculate!
Luo Guan had been prepared for this outcome, but Cheng Xian's reminder showed how terrible some secret covetous people were... Obviously, the dean's will cannot suppress everyone!
But soon, Luo Guan regained his composure.
Just one more reason to win today.
And he had to win!
Cheng Xian secretly admired that he was indeed the person who attracted the dean's attention. He was indeed unusual. Such calmness was rare.
She didn't say anything more, just glanced over from time to time and felt satisfied.
The carriage drove directly into Diwu. The emblem of the Cheng family had such power. The heavily guarded main entrance of Diwu, which was difficult to enter without holding the Diwu identity card, remained silent as a matter of course.
Arriving at the main square, the coachman jumped out of the car and put on a low stool.
Luo Guan opened his eyes and smiled, "Is this your preparation? Are you betting heavily on me?"
Cheng Xian did not shy away and smoothed the wrinkles of his robe, "Yes, so you must strive for success. I will wait for you here."
"...I'd better fight and not be dragged away today." Luo Guan sighed, pushed the door and got out of the car with some annoyance, and was instantly greeted by countless looks.
Surprise, awe, coldness, hatred...the list goes on.
The young man held his head high, his eyes were as if there were no waves in a still lake, and he strode forward!
Dozens of competition arenas in the large square have been dismantled overnight, and many are arranged around them. The wooden partitions for watching the battle are covered by large curtains, and people can occasionally be seen walking among them. Today, those who can sit inside are all nobles of the imperial capital.
For example, the second prince of Qingyang Kingdom.
His Majesty had an accident in his early years and became weak, resulting in the frailty of the royal family. Now there are only two adult princes, who have been awarded the title of prince. There is also a little one, who is rumored to be deeply loved by His Majesty. He is a famous little devil in the imperial palace, causing all kinds of troubles and making him look like a dandy.
Of the two princesses, one married far away and became a political bargaining chip, and the other died in infancy, so we will ignore them.
Such a simple composition of the royal family means that when His Majesty gets old and his health deteriorates, the status of the two adult princes becomes more and more noble - the throne will eventually be inherited by one of the two. Although it is risky to place a bet in advance, But the benefits are astonishing.
Now that the eldest prince has not returned from the army, Emperor Wu Tianwang and Guan Xi are now on the throne, and he respects the second prince.
Behind the curtain, there was an endless stream of visitors. The second prince, Zhao Tian, had a gentle smile and was humble and polite to everyone. He won praise from everyone and kept praising the wise king.
After seeing off another dignitary of the dynasty, Zhao Tian rubbed his sour cheeks and said helplessly: "Tell them that the battle of the King of Heaven is about to start, so there is no need to greet them one by one." He pointed to the back mountain and sighed, " I am thirty this year, and I don’t want to be caught and spanked by the dean again, that would be too embarrassing.”
Hearing the shrill voice of the palace attendant, everyone outside chuckled a few times, bowed in the distance and then retreated, finally feeling quiet in their ears.
The second prince drank a cup of tea, cleaned his hands and picked up a red fruit. While eating, he asked, "Is everything arranged?"
The middle-aged scribe, who looked like an aide, handed over his hands after hearing this, "Jiang Tian has agreed, but the price is three times higher than previously estimated."
The second prince frowned slightly, and then sighed softly, "That's all, I have to give Baiyun Sect an explanation." As he spoke, he looked at Houshan again. He was very satisfied that the dean could remain silent.
At this moment, the peripheral vision swept across a figure. There was a young man in black robes and black hair who was standing in the square. His back was straight and his body was extraordinary.
"Emperor Wu Guo is full of talents. This young man has a handsome appearance and is considered a high-class figure in the imperial capital!" the second prince praised.
The middle-aged scribe had a strange expression. He hesitated and said softly: "Your Highness, he is Luo Guan."
"...It's a pity." The second prince dropped his comment, then withdrew his eyes, with a solemn look on his face, "Is there any news from Tianshu Pavilion?"
The middle-aged scribe knew that this was the major concern of his master, "Not yet. The great guest on Yuanxi has only appeared twice and then never appeared again... I am afraid that he is the master Fangwai of Xianyun Yehe, or he has left." Imperial Capital.”
The second prince smiled bitterly, with helplessness on his face, "If such a master can be used by this king, I am willing to hold the disciple ceremony and sweep the couch to greet you." He waved his hand, "I ordered people to continue searching, even if there is a little hope, I can't give up."
That is a fourth-grade alchemist!
There was also a secret report that Master Liehuo, who had always been unruly, valued and even respected Yuanxi's guest. This made the second prince even more thirsty for talents, but he suffered from not being able to see him.
Otherwise, he will recruit them at any cost!
The middle-aged scribe looked ashamed and secretly felt cruel. When he got back, he asked his subordinates to get involved and turn the imperial capital upside down in order to find Master Yuan Xi!
Where to start?
At this moment, Luo Guan, who was walking into the square, suddenly turned around. The middle-aged scribe looked surprised. This junior has such keen perception and is really not weak in strength. But unfortunately, today Jiang Tian takes action, and his seemingly infinite life will come to an abrupt end.
No longer paying attention to a dying man, the middle-aged scribe fell into deep thought.
Luo Guan frowned. He could never mistake the malice in his eyes just now. But he had never had any contact with these noble people in the imperial capital, and it was expected that he was involved in the Wu family and the Baiyun Sect.
These people are really haunted!
Thinking of Jiang Tian, his opponent in today's battle between kings, ice filled Luo Guan's eyes.
"Student Luo Guan, the Battle of Heavenly Kings is about to begin. Please come with me." An Imperial Martial Arts instructor hurriedly came over with pity in his eyes.
Luo Guan suddenly said, "Teacher, do you think I can win today?"
"Uh... The standards of the King of Heaven Battle are so high... Haha... I'm just a teacher... how can I comment..." The teacher smiled awkwardly.
"Then I tell you, I will win." Luo Guan pointed in the direction of Diwu's entrance. When he came in, he saw the public casino handicap, "It's not too late to place a bet now."
The young teacher's face froze, and he muttered nonsense, hurriedly taking Luo Guan to the designated place, and left.
An acquaintance asked, "What's wrong? I think Luo Guan's attitude is pretty good, why do you seem to be avoiding him?"
The young teacher gritted his teeth and was full of indignation, "He asked me to go to the King's Battle Handicap and place a bet on him to win! There is no injustice or enmity. I have never offended him before, but he actually wants to harm me!"
Several teachers showed their faces and looked at each other with some emotion.
"Young people, when they are prosperous and prosperous, they feel that the world is huge and no one can block their way forward. This is normal."
"That's right, Luo Guan probably didn't mean to lie to you, but he really thought he could win today."
"Hey! I saw it with my own eyes in the battle at Star Reaching Tower. If today's opponent is not Jiang Tian, then Luo Guan might really be able to soar into the sky and win the ranking of Heavenly Kings."
"Pity……"
The same comments sealed the conversation and represented the voices of countless people inside and outside the square today.
Fang Yan's face was livid, his whole body exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away, and his eyes were faintly bloodshot - he didn't fall asleep all night last night!
This Luo Guan, a junior who came from an unknown place, has now become a serious problem for Baiyun Sect.
If he doesn't die, how can I feel at ease?
Even in the middle of the night, when no one was around, he was tossing and turning in Fangyan's heart, and some fear that he didn't want to admit, but was real, emerged in his heart.
When he first joined the Imperial Martial Arts, Luo Guan, who was only 18 years old, had such strength. If he had been given a few more years, what would it be like? I'm afraid that even if everyone from Baiyun Sect is tied together, they won't be able to withstand his sword.
Therefore, Fang Yan mobilized all his strength and finally asked the noble man to take action... Today, Luo Guan will die!
He had to witness this scene with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.
The seat of Imperial Martial Arts students was abuzz with people, and most of the conversations involved the first Heavenly King battle of the day.
Xi Qiangwei listened for a long time, and sure enough, everyone believed that Luo Guan would definitely be defeated, so they came to the conclusion that this stinky kid would suffer a big loss today!
If you don’t give me Master Yun face, he will cry sometimes.
As for Yunshan's statement that he was looking forward to it, well, in Xi Qiangwei's opinion, it seemed a bit like trying to save face for herself. After all, she was the number one swordsman in the Imperial Martial Arts (she had always thought so), but was rejected again when she came forward in person. She couldn't get off stage. You must say something to reduce the embarrassment.
Meng Jiao sat beside him, remaining silent, her eyes fixed on the ring.
The breath is gloomy.
Xi Qiangwei frowned, "Meng Jiao, is there something wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Meng Jiao forced a smile, her face looked slightly pale, "Last night... I didn't sleep well."
She did not sleep well!
Wu Fan's mother made a big fuss at the Meng family last night, pointing at her nose and yelling, saying it was all because of you, a little bitch, that my son died.
Wu Douhai pulled her away, but his gloomy face and cold eyes made the Meng family breathless.
Then everything changed.
The father is no longer loving, the mother is nagging and crying, the brothers in the clan are pointing fingers, and the sisters she is friends with are avoiding her. All kinds of rumors kept coming to my ears, saying that she was a pest!
After all, if it hadn't been for her, the Wu family wouldn't have had people die one after another... and the Meng family wouldn't have had to endure so much pressure! But, I'm right, Luo Guan is a murderer, he is the source of all these disasters, why are you targeting me?
The girl's heart was twisted in pain. She failed to deceive her friend, but the battle between the kings had begun, and Xi Qiangwei could only suppress her doubts first.
Meng Jiao looked towards the ring. Her eyes were fixed on Luo Guan, her lips moved up and down, and she made a sound that only she could hear.
"Go to hell...go to hell...go to hell!"
As long as Luo Guan dies, everything will be over and return to its original trajectory.
Therefore, he must die!
