The effect of the lightless magical power dissipates.
The square in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple is once again bathed in sunlight.
Once again, everyone saw two rounds of scorching sun at the same time.
A round hanging in the distant sky, emitting endless light and heat.
Another round was suspended in front of Bob Zhao, who was lying on his back.
In the distance, Chao Yu, the general of the Wintermute Army, was holding his hands on the ground, struggling to get up.
A little further away, Xie Baoshu, who was once in high spirits, was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The elegant bird is silent.
Although before Bobozhao's lightless magical power dissipated, many people already had psychological expectations that Zhongxuan Zun would achieve the final victory. After all, in the previous confrontation, Xie Baoshu was defeated so simply, and the powerful general ghost was directly smashed to pieces... Zhong Xuanzun always had the upper hand.
But when this moment actually comes...
In addition to being shocked, it is still shocking!
The three Wailou warriors who were beaten up and down on the field were not just some Wailou monks who could make up for the damage. Instead, they were selected by the Daqi Political Affairs Hall and prepared to be sent to the meeting of the Yellow River to compete with the geniuses of other countries!
Of course, they are still very young and are far from reaching their peak state in the outer building. It may not be as good as some older Wailou realm monks.
As a powerful country in the world, Qi State was embarrassed to send the older monks from Wailou to the gathering of geniuses. How could a Wailou monk like Beiya Captain Zheng Shi, who could come to God at any time but deliberately suppress his realm, not be strong in Wailou realm, but at this age... how could Wailou be called a genius?
Qi State naturally has the style of a great country.
But among the three of them, Bao Bozhao, Xie Baoshu, and Chao Yu, who can say that they are not strong?
Bao Bozhao has demonstrated the powerful combat power of at least three magical powers. Xie Baoshu uses a magical mirror and mad singing, as well as Confucian secrets. His combat power cannot be underestimated. And how many people dare to say that they can stop Chao Yu's "Ten years of hiding a sword and asking for a kill"?
However, they all lost.
They teamed up to besiege their opponents, but were still defeated.
Especially Zhongxuanzun, it was only today that he could step into the realm of outer buildings!
This battle will spread throughout the world!
Almost everyone's eyes, either eagerly, expectantly or vigilantly, fell on the man in flowing white clothes.
But Jiang Wang, who had witnessed all the details through the red mirror, could not help but fall on the dazzling sun disk, and for some reason, his forehead ached...
This Zhongxuanzun really likes to hit people on the head with the sun disk!
But this battle was really exciting. Every choice in the battle is remarkable, especially the Wintermute Army Chao Yu's "hiding the sword for ten years and seeking a kill", which has some similarities with his own sword of failure...
The Prime Minister of Da Qi did not speak any more, and most of the viewers were still immersed in shock.
So the square is quiet.
The silence lasted for a long time.
"You won."
In front of the hovering, blazing sun disk, Bao Bozhao couldn't help but speak.
Zhong Xuanzun lowered his gaze and looked at him.
"I admit that you are more qualified to represent Qi in the Yellow River Tournament. Even I am not your opponent." Although Bao Bozhao was lying down, he said with grace: "Younger generation Wailou, I From now on I dare not claim to be number one.”
Chong Xuanzun looked at him quietly for a while, then put his five fingers together and put away the sun disk.
At the same time, he moved his feet away from Bob Zhao and silently took two steps towards the center of the square.
Bao Bozhao got up, but refused to lose heart. Looking at his back, he said: "You won today, but it won't be me who is lying on the ground forever. The road is long, and you and I will still have to fight in the future." .”
Zhong Xuanzun did not look back, but said quietly: "I think you may have some misunderstanding. I kept you until the end, not because of how strong you are. But because I thought that my grandpa might like to see me step on you more." It’ll look like a while.”
There was no excitement in his expression or tone, so it seemed as if he was telling the truth: "You are not qualified to fight with me."
Bob Zhao had endured the blood for a long time before spitting it out.
But not many people care anymore.
Only the fat on Zhong Xuan Sheng's face shook. In his opinion, Zhong Xuan Zun's words were more lethal than the previous battle.
Mr. Chongxuan did not attend the ceremony today. He rarely attends such occasions. But in today's scene, Chong Xuanzun's words will definitely reach the old man's ears.
And the old man... will definitely be very happy.
There were only two people named Chongxuan on the high platform.
Even if Chong Xuan Sheng had expected this, he would still be in a bad mood. As for the father, Zhongxuan Mingguang, he was in high spirits, glancing left and right, looking at Zixiong. Finally, he stared at the square, raised his chin slightly, and half-pursed his lips. He was reserved and confident: "You are quite like a father!"
Chong Xuan Sheng silently rolled his eyes - I really hope what my uncle said is the truth!
Several young eunuchs ran into the square and carried the injured out.
No one from the army or the Bao family or the Xie family came to the square to check on the loser's injuries.
If you are injured during the ceremony, the imperial doctor will take care of it.
Due to the restrictions of etiquette... the family and friends of the injured can only visit after the ceremony.
Xie Baoshu, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, was carried away.
However, Chaoyu raised his palms to stop the little eunuch who was coming to help him. He put his hands on his knees and took a breath before standing up straight.
There was still blood on her head and face, but her eyes were calm and she didn't cry out in pain.
She insisted on walking outside the square, but after taking a few steps she stopped, slowly turned back, and looked at... the handsome young man holding a sword standing tall on the edge of the square.
At that time, Jiang Wang was feeling Chao Yu's two swords over and over in his mind. The red mirror allowed him to see the details of this battle clearly, and what touched him the most were these two swords.
Chaoyu's sword is a straight line that divides life and death.
And the sword of the famous man who fell down is also a free and unrestrained sword, dividing the heaven and the earth.
Chao Yu is "hiding the sword for ten years, hoping to kill him once".
And Xu Fang, the famous scholar who was the subject of the Sword of Famous Scholars... stabbed himself with a dagger in the Qingshi Palace and cut his heart out after eighteen years of life being worse than death. This dagger directly avenged the blood.
Chao Yu's "Ten years of hiding the sword to get one kill" naturally has something in common with the famous man's failed sword.
So Jiang Wang benefited a lot from it.
Following Chao Yu's gaze, many people also noticed Jiang Wang.
Some of the strong men even felt the hidden sword intent in this young man.
For a moment, I don’t know how to describe my mood.
...Learning swordsmanship on the spot?
Jiang Wang was still struggling with Jian Shi, and suddenly he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he looked up and saw Chao Yu, his face covered with blood, walking towards him.
Is this the beginning of the war?
Jiang Wang was a polite man, so he quickly took a step forward and said, "Thank you, General Chao, for your advice."
Chaoyu didn't know what to say for a moment, and even forgot why he came over.
Nod. Turned around and left.
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